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