Starts w/ acoustic strums on a blues riff, and one expects or fears that the inevitable curlicues and orchestrations will come along and envelope it, but no, she's pickin' and strummin' all through with no embellishment. Her melody stays with the basic chord until it rises up on "takes fuel to light the tiniest star," and in the third verse (or is that a "middle eight" that happens to come at the end?) she goes way high and into a new chord, then finishes fast at 2 minutes, airy and quick and out. Credits the person or entity she's addressing as the source of her fuel, though this being Marit, one suspects that hanging around just offstage is her worry that the fuel/person/entity will run out.
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