People You Meet Outside of Bars - 02.11.12 Lyrics

You sit at a piano with a pen in your hands and a song in your ear
And embers of what was a fiercely burning desire to leave
An impression on people slowly smouldering to ash in your chest
You open your eyes as wide as you can and try to use the faint heat of the cinders
To ignite the words you need
The coal is coating your heart and lungs and stomach and throat and seizing them all
But you're sure you have at least one more fire in you
Just one more poem
To cremate what's left