Junkyard lyrics

Artist  : Page France 
Song : Junkyard



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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 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