Haley Bonar
Money
The king and queen of many things,But not the Cuckoo's colored wings,Had laughed at me and everythingAround the land that lay so barrenI still wonder if they're laughingIn the dark with folded hands andSwollen choreographed speechesRead the cards and we will teach youHow to see through the looking glass andHow to fight a thousand deaths andCome out soberAnd blame you for nothingI headed for the mountains and IWalked up to the great green trees butThey just stared right back at meSaid I could stay there through my painCould learn to make my tears the rainFor branches that would still remainYou must be tough to be a tree,To take the claws and winter breezeYou love him more than you will know,You'll fight a war and kill some menYou'll take the long way back to himWe could move out west and buy a pianoWe can move out west and buy a piano
From Letras Mania