Page France - Junkyard Lyrics






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





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    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 were born to lie here patiently
    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'd like to be

    I would love to stay
    But my work is through
    I'm the truest song
    That was never true