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