Patrick Wolf - The Tinderbox lyrics
[Patrick Wolf - The Tinderbox lyrics]
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
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