Chris Whitley
Scrapyard Lullaby
Wake up early on the sacred groundSearchin' the scrapyard for my dirty crown,I been walkingA very long timeBaby child up on your mama's knee35 angels looking after meThey been watchingWith eyes so wideIn a sea of steel I seen a golden glowScreaming the message anyone could knowLike a walking translation on a street of liesSinging this scrapyard lullabyI'm gonna take my time for her richesWait for the diamonds to ripen in the ditchesOf love around hereThings are never as they appearGot a natural pear in my calloused handSaved for the girl who could really understandWhat it takes to seeThe gold from the alchemyFrom a rusted hood I seen the stars fall aboutLetras de cancionesScreaming the message anyone could find outLike a walking translation down a street of liesSinging these scrapyard lullabiesHush now baby dream sweet thingsMama gonna bring your anvil some wingsShe will let it goYou won't even knowCause the chrome do rust and the dust do shineBroken could be golden in its very own timeYou can be sureYou won't even know what forNow I'm down in the junk on a darkened daySearching through the prizes others throw awayLike a walking translation on a street of liesSinging these scrapyard lullabiesWake up running on the sacred ground35 angels leading her around, like aWalking translation down a street of liesSinging this scrapyard lullabySinging this scrapyard lullaby
From Letras Mania