When the Passion Dies

What happens when the passion dies?
What happens when the fire's out?
When all I know for sure is passed
And there's nothing left but doubt?

My passion is a fire bright
Its flames emit a burning glow.
But what if someday it burns out?
Do I really want to know?

What happens when the passion dies?
Add another log.
Keep it burning.

Will there be light when it is gone?
Or will my vision be obscured?
I know that stars shine up above,
But their light might still be blurred.

And what about the heat it brings
That keeps me warm and safe at night?
The stars cannot provide me heat
Even if they do give light.

What happens when the passion dies?
Add another log.
Keep it burning.

It probably will not die quick.
Nor will it vanish with no trace.
But after all the embers dim
Only ashes take its place.

Just ashes. Nothing more remains.
Excepting mem'ry left behind.
But mem'ry cannot keep me warm.
Nor can give me sight when blind.

What happens when the passion dies?
Add another log.
Keep it burning.

Still, I could put it out right now.
A splash of water--then it's done.
Is there a reason to delay?
No, I cannot think of one.

Eventually it must go out
Do I resist what must be so?
No matter what I do or try
It will never last, I know.

What happens when the passion dies?
Add another log.
Keep it burning.

Could I survive the night alone
Without the fire's warmth and light?
I hesitate and shake with fear
To discover that tonight.

The fire brings a certainty,
A purpose to my dreary state.
And if that's gone, what have I left?
What will be my unknown fate?

What happens when the passion dies?
What happens when the passion dies?