Cradle of Ivory

When I feel a bleedin'
A couple blocks away
The ivory needs feedin'
I'm made for this, they say

The keys are my companion
And the sound is my reprieve
Tear my skin wide open
Till the white's gone red with me

Lift up my slumped spirit
She's gone away to sleep (To sleep, to sleep)
Wake her up with music (Music)
That's the only thing she needs

Making something beautiful again
Fill me with gold, young and untold
And carve out a home
Where my etchings on the wall
Won't fade
Won't fade

When I feel a bleedin'
A couple blocks away
The ivory needs feedin'
I'm made for this, they say



Credits
Writer(s): Lauren Biggs
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