Campfire Coffee, Half Past Dawn

Lyrics

The fire's down to embers and the sky's going grey
Four of us in sleeping bags, dreaming of the day
The tin pot is rattling, the coffee's coming on
And somebody's humming the end of last night's song

Steam rises off the mugs like a prayer
Frost on the van and the mountains out there
Nobody talking, nobody needs to
Mornings like this are the best thing we do

Oh, pass the coffee round, the sun is coming slow
Warm hands, warm hearts, and a long road to go
We don't have much but we have this early light
Four friends and a fire that made it through the night
Oh, pass the coffee round, we're all still here
Another day of living, another year

The drummer's got his boots on the wrong feet again
The singer's trying to find his lost harmonica pen
We laugh till we cough in the cold morning air
Nothing in the world that we'd trade for this chair

Oh, pass the coffee round, the sun is coming slow
Warm hands, warm hearts, and a long road to go
We don't have much but we have this early light
Four friends and a fire that made it through the night
Oh, pass the coffee round, we're all still here
Another day of living, another year

Somebody leave a light on, somebody stay
Till the dawn comes in softly and we all drive away

Oh, pass the coffee round, the sun is coming slow
Warm hands, warm hearts, and a long road to go
We don't have much but we have this early light
Four friends and a fire that made it through the night
Oh, pass the coffee round, we're all still here
Another day of living, another year

Half past dawn and the fire's gone out
But we've got each other, there's no doubt