Ashes From Your Burning Wood

If I were really cold I'd set my cello on fire
To keep warm
I'd smash it into kindling
Forgetting it is a living thing
With strings
Made of veins
Oh the body is a breathing thing
It swells with the heat and rain
Oh the body is a breathing thing
Like yours
I'd like to keep it warm
Until the heat between us saves you

If I were drowning id turn my poor cello into a boat
I could use its bow to row my weakened body to the shore
My clothes
Could make a sail
If the boat did fail
To move far on its own
But if I kill you I'm alone
At night it gets so cold
Until the heat
Between us saves you, love

And oh cello your fire glows
Oh - how it glows
The ashes from your burning wood have blackened all the snow
And oh - how it glows
The ashes from your burning wood have blackened all the snow
Until the heat between us melts it all