Pepper Pot

Lyrics

We crowned the spark with borrowed names Built thrones from breath and passing flames A miracle by sheer decree Until it begged for constancy We drank it dry, we called it ours Measured wonder out in hours What once could shake the firmament Now hums like background sentiment

We swear the loss is not our fault Blame time, the wheel, the fickle vault But every hand that learns to choose Learns also how to overuse

The pepper pot goes ’round again Unmoved by all it might have been As gilded things turn bare and wan The ember dies, the gleam is gone The pepper pot goes ’round again

Icons fade to interface A holy thing reduced to pace The rare repeats, the myth aligns With mass-produced, convenient signs We chase the heat we cannot hold Mistake the new for purest gold Each revolution leaves a scar On what we thought was who we are

We swear the loss is not our fault Blame time, the wheel, the fickle vault But every hand that learns to choose Learns also how to overuse

The pepper pot goes ’round again Unmoved by all it might have been As gilded things turn bare and wan The ember dies, the gleam is gone The pepper pot goes ’round again

The pepper pot goes ’round again Unmoved by all it might have been As gilded things turn bare and wan The ember dies, the gleam is gone The pepper pot goes ’round again