Mel’s Teapot

Lyrics

The air is cold to the touch The engine is broken Evening comes with ash and dust And familiar things In the heat of the sun, molten liquid is rising Where am I supposed to go? In the dawn of the fifth there's a cauldron that's brewing home In the heat of the sun, molten liquid is rising Where am I supposed to go? In the dawn of the fifth there's a cauldron that's brewing home