Candle Maker

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Author Notes:
“Candle Maker” is a surreal allegory about the cost of comfort and the quiet ways we exploit others while telling ourselves we’re doing good. It’s a confession wrapped in flame, where memory, guilt, and beauty all burn from the same wick.

[intro]
Where crooked timbers clasp the gloam. (clasp the gloam)
A thousand flames cradled whisper home. (whisper home)

[verse 1]
He toiled in wax—no herald sought, no herald sung,
A quiet forge where tender sorrows quietly hung.
Each flickering mote—a frozen sigh of years,
Bottled breath of joy, distilled from others tears.

[hook]
Unkindled still, the wick bore none his name. (none his name)
'Til kindred flame unmasked the secret flame. (secret flame)

[chorus]
No wax was wrought from his own hand or heart,
But from the faded fires which others part.
A stolen warmth, a pilfered gleam,
The light he sold—their borrowed dream.

[bridge]
A trembling child—her candle’s ghostly breath,
Fades ’neath the weight of his unbidden theft.
He saw, too late, the loom which wove the light,
A tapestry spun from another’s silent night.

[verse 2]
They came—soft pilgrims—seeking embers lost,
Paid in fragments, paid the grievous cost.
He gave them phantoms plucked from time’s decay,
Unwitting keeper of their slowly dimming day.

[chorus]
No wax was wrought from his own hand or heart,
But from the faded fires which others part.
A stolen warmth, a pilfered gleam,
The light he sold—their borrowed dream.

[outro]
Now stands he ’mid the flickering breath and gloom. (breath and gloom)
A man enwreathed by light that seals his doom. (seals his doom)

[fade to end]

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