Cinder - Chris Bathgate

Lend me your ears for a whispery cinder

And I lay on your lap how I left love limber

A drip from a kiss that was sucked from a lover

With a swish and a spit now condemned to the gutter

Well I shook and I shook

'Til it splintered the bone

It was held in the notion

All sand once was stone

It split open now

It’s all pouring out

It’s there for the taking

Just gather it up

In your apron

So one day you find yourself inside an oven

Wicked and worn from the strangers I’d covet

Your karma has come cause your promise was rotten

So settle your debts for the heart you’ve discarded

Well I burn through every penny I saved

And I cold-cocked that sucker right down in his grave

It split open now

It’s all pouring out

It’s there for the taking

Just gather it up

In your apron

So lend me your ears for a whispery cinder

And my breath will bring that spark to an ember

And I’ll fan and I’ll fan 'til it builds to a fire

And leave you with nothing but the hell I’ve inspired