Firelight Waltz

All the hard-drinking stiffs

Are asleep on their cots

And fog's in barrels on Totten Pond Road

And the sots who remain

Strike matches and crane

Cause they can't make their way in the dark

It's a hard parlor game

Playing miscues and pratfalls for laughs

From sad sacks and fairweather friends

You don't have to catch on

Lay it out and be gone

There's a calm's been a long time coming

Mary oh Mary go find the light

Take a hit from your whiskey and stumble inside

It's a tune from your childhood and a soft yellow moon

And the firelight is just right for dancing

Like the cruel April air

Plays muse to the hopeless

And the storms coax sunflowers from mossy old hills

May this song find you there

In your embroidered chair

With your afghan and warm Darjeeling

Mary oh Mary go find the light

Take a hit from your whiskey and stumble inside

It's a tune from your childhood and a soft yellow moon

And the firelight is just right for dancing