The Tinderbox

Left, right, left, right
And left, right, left, right

Weary from the wars
I stumble into fortune
Strike a deal with the witch
And cut off her head

With pockets full of gold
I journey into town
Trade my stuffed boots
For bribes and burberry

Became the talk of the town
Though the heart remained mute
As I fed the poor
With the king's cutlery

Locked in towers behind walls
Comes some divination
And true love was promised to me

On a
Black dog
Black burning eyes
Come carry you here to my room
Dark to one spark and I have your heart
But as quick as you come
You’re always gone so soon
Soon, soon, soon
Gone so soon, soon, soon
Gone so soon, soon, soon
Always gone so soon

And now I live alone
In this dirty old attic
And my friends have no strength
To climb up the stairs

So in the dark (dark) I spark (spark)
This old box of tinder
And your love is ferried to here

On a
Black dog
Black burning eyes
Come carry you here to my room
Dark to one spark
And I have your heart
But as quick as you come
You're always gone so soon
Soon, soon
Gone so soon, soon, soon
Gone so soon, soon, soon
Always gone so soon, so soon

Why does no flame here last for long?
Oh no, no spark rides dark for long
Oh no, a thousand kisses are no judas kicking in to stop me
From trying to start a fire
Start the fire
Start the fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Deep down in me