I always been an old man?
As it always be in a winter day
Another cardinal at the window
Another cup of earl grey
Spent the morning listening
For the snow on the forest floor
I could hear your boots coming
Miles before they reached my door
Boy, is it firewood you're
looking for?
You're looking for
Why why
Why why did you come round here
Wanting more, something more
Sure, I got fire wood
I cut enough to shame
Oh, are you gonna cut them closer
Or should I cut?
Tell me, do you see in all the land
Has the rest of me all disappeared?
Silver in the birches,
silver in my beard
No, I was never beautiful,
but I knew how to use my skin
An d when the love became lucky
I knew how to let her meet
Boy, is it firewood you're looking for
To kiss the storm?
Oh, was there something
there you thought
could keep you warm?
Sure, I got firewood and soot
for two years or so
You gotta let it season
if you want it to burn
Steady and slow
Green wood sure smells good but
It's all smoke and smolders
Light the dry wood,
You're safer with something older
Soft wood crackles, yeah, oh
But it burns, it burns,
it burns too hard and fast
I'll give you hardwood
for a fire that's built to last
Silver in the birches
Silver in my beard you