Junkyard Lyrics - Hello, Dear Wind - Page France

You, me, and all the kings and queens 

Buried in the junkyard, 

And every time the herald Cherub sings 

We rattle with the car parts 

I was born to lie here patiently 

Be dragged on by the black star 

And you were told to glow majestically 

And love until your hands bleed 

You stole your mother's whitest gown 

Swallowed like a sunbeam 

And I stole your father's crusted crown 

It shook us like a bad dream 

They warned to lie impatiently 

Waiting for the big swing 

And you were more than dressing for a feast 

Eat until your teeth bleed 

Oh my royalty my hand goes out to you 

You look painfully true 

But I saw you cry 

Like you used to laugh 

When you looked around 

Were you looking back 

At a lonely love 

As to sprouting beans 

No one's quite as bloom 

As they play to be 

I would love to stay 

But my work is through 

I'm the truest song 

That was never true