Fats Domino

Listening to Fats Domino
 Yellow light of evening glow
 It's time
 Time to count my chips and flee
 This old card game's eating me alive
 Yellow, yellow dusty streams
 Pick apart your weathered seams inside
 Matchstick heart
 You'll always be the last to forget it
 Your bright spark
 Could become a fire if you let it
 Scatter the dust
 And then you can come down your mountain
 Matchstick heart
 Come and see the fire you started
 Wooden man inside the book
 That you wrote as your hands sOne night
 Look into the blackened page
 Between the lines, into a blinding light
 Slowly, slowly he caught fire
 As he wrote the flames licked higher and higher
 Matchstick heart
 You'll always be the last to forget it
 Your bright spark
 Could become a fire if you let it
 Scatter the dust
 And then you can come down your mountain
 Matchstick heart
 Come and see the fire you started
 In the small hours
 I will go back
 To those days so hopelessly
 Where the wind blows
 Through the dark woods
 Where we once stood hopefully
 Like a wooden man
 With a matchstick heart
 I will always be your
 Matchstick heart
 You'll always be the last to forget it
 Your bright spark
 Could become a fire if you let it
 Scatter the dust
 And then you can come down your mountain
 Matchstick heart
 Come and see the fire you started