Ivo Watts-Russell - The Jeweller lyrics

[Verse 1] The j**eler Has a shop On the corner of the boulevard In the night In small spectacles He polishes old coins He uses spit and cloth and ashes He makes them shine with ashes [Chorus] He knows the use of ashes He worships God with ashes [Verse 2] The coins are often very old By the time they reach the j**eler With his hands and ashes He will try the best he can He knows that he can only shine them Cannot repair the scratches He knows that even new coins have scars So he just smiles [Chorus] [Verse 3] In the darkest of the night Both his hands will blister badly They will often open painfully And the blood flows from his hands He works to take from black coin faces Thumbprints from so many ages He wishes he could cure the scars When he forgets he sometimes cries [Chorus]