The Night of Day

As I walk alone
in the night of day,
I hear the voices
calling my name
They want me back,
they've staked a claim,
but I want to go back the way I came
away from the bright, burning flame

He calls my name
dares me to come in
As I walk I cool
going into the day of night
the others had caught me,
put me through tremendous pain,
but you squeeze my hand,
never let go, but pulled me out of
the mangled, burning wreck and won't let go
until he needs me to pull him out of the night of day,
to save him from the mangled, burning wreck of hell

As we walk hand in hand
I remember the day when
I pulled him from
the night of day