Dimly Lit Fuse

There was a fire on the beach
You were just out of reach
Of the flames and shooting sparks and me
Phosphorous match
I saw you were completely smashed
Under the tangerine moon in snowy ash

Cedar burns blueish
Hot and anxious
It’s my second favorite wood

I walked for an hour on the beach
Listening to human leak
And scheming on ways we could leave
When I made it back I could see the fire completely leaped
In a field of endless gold and trees

Cedar burns blueish
Hot and anxious
It’s my second favorite wood

Cedar burns brighter
Hot and anxious
It’s my second favorite wood