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