Pensive, heartworn ballad about an good if impermanent lover, with acoustic and electric guitar
Words/music by Deborah Crooks
Executive Producer Deborah Crooks
Producer Ben Bernstein
Vocals Deborah Crooks
Guitars Eamon Ryland
Bass Ben Bernstein
Drums Dave Tweedie
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The chorus refers to how in many faith traditions, ashes are smudged on one's forehead as as sign of one's devotion. In this case, the narrator is describing taking hope and faith from the love of the past
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I can see you standing by the doorway/barefoot and angry and gracefull all the same/you knew things I couldn't yet tell/the touch of earth/and music always filled your house/and I remembered there about living/and though the past is just the past/I've gone back to that old fire
and I'm adding water to the ashes/I've made a cross out of our love/I'm smudging my forehead to erase my doubt/I'm adding water to the ashes
sometimes a candle is all you need/the cry of a rooster/a marigold seed/the belief in something being born anew/....
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