Ash on the Table
v4
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Ash on the Table
v4
@OblineTV channel
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[Verse 1]
I lit one candle
By the ration tin
The wall still trembling
From the day we went in
Your name on my jacket
Was fading away
Like a show on the dial
Gone out with the gray
[Chorus]
Ash on the table
Ash on the spoon
I keep your seat warm
In this little tomb
Ash on the table
Rain in my cup
I’m still here, darling
Still not givin’ up
[Verse 2]
The trumpet is rusted
But it still knows your song
I play it in pieces
To prove I belong
A crack in the ceiling
Lets the moon through the dust
It lands on your letters
And turns them to rust
[Chorus]
Ash on the table
Ash on the spoon
I keep your seat warm
In this little tomb
Ash on the table
Rain in my cup
I’m still here, darling
Still not givin’ up
[Bridge]
If the old world comes back
Let it find me slow
With a worn-out heart
And nowhere to go
I’ll leave the last crumb
For the ghost of your hand
Then fade with the smoke
Of this broken land
[Chorus]
Ash on the table
Ash on the spoon
I keep your seat warm
In this little tomb
Ash on the table
Rain in my cup
I’m still here, darling
Still not givin’ up
I lit one candle
By the ration tin
The wall still trembling
From the day we went in
Your name on my jacket
Was fading away
Like a show on the dial
Gone out with the gray
[Chorus]
Ash on the table
Ash on the spoon
I keep your seat warm
In this little tomb
Ash on the table
Rain in my cup
I’m still here, darling
Still not givin’ up
[Verse 2]
The trumpet is rusted
But it still knows your song
I play it in pieces
To prove I belong
A crack in the ceiling
Lets the moon through the dust
It lands on your letters
And turns them to rust
[Chorus]
Ash on the table
Ash on the spoon
I keep your seat warm
In this little tomb
Ash on the table
Rain in my cup
I’m still here, darling
Still not givin’ up
[Bridge]
If the old world comes back
Let it find me slow
With a worn-out heart
And nowhere to go
I’ll leave the last crumb
For the ghost of your hand
Then fade with the smoke
Of this broken land
[Chorus]
Ash on the table
Ash on the spoon
I keep your seat warm
In this little tomb
Ash on the table
Rain in my cup
I’m still here, darling
Still not givin’ up
Musikstyle
Jazz blues with slow swung tempo, mournful walking bass feel, brushed drums, acoustic guitar, and lonely trumpet answering the vocal; verse stays close and sparse, chorus opens with smoky sax pad and harmony replies, bridge drops to guitar and cracked-gramophone ambience before the final lift. Male vocals, intimate and worn, with subtle doubles on the hook, vinyl crackle textures, muted trumpet swells, and a dusty, narrow mono-like mix that feels trapped inside a bunker., slow, male vocals, nostalgic, acoustic, jazz blues, sad
