Kindling (Fickle Flame) - Elbow/John Grant

作词：Craig Potter/Guy Garvey/Mark Potter/Pete Turner

作曲：Craig Potter/Guy Garvey/Mark Potter/Pete Turner

Had a circular saw blade

Where I should have had a heart

You catch you bought you flow for so long

I was trusted I adored her

And I tore it all apart

I show you try to stop since along you own

Twin moons on a millpond

From a tumbledown barn

Forever of your name should silver gravity

I can still taste the heat of the sun on her skin in my arms

I could fold to the cold of

These January streets

Keep a hand around the fickle fame of morning after

But your smile in the half-light was

Pure pillow print cheek

And the angle tangle in the very gloss of heaven

I will be far away for a while

But my heart's staying put

Warming and guarding and guiding

The one that I love

Warming and guarding and guiding

The one that I love

The silence and the waiting and the rush of all aboard

Fifty souls to a carriage I'm trying hard to be ignored

Then my telephone shakes into life and I see your name

And the wheat fields explode into gold either side of the train

And the wheat fields explode into gold either side of the train

And the wheat fields explode into gold