Lyrics

Wake up running on the sacred ground Searching the scrapyard for my dirty crown I been walking a very long time Baby child up on your momma's knee Thirty-five angels looking after me They been watching with eyes so wide In a sea of steel I seen a golden glow Screaming the message anyone could know Like a walking translation on a street of lies Singing this scrapyard lullaby I'm gonna' take my time for her riches Wait for the diamonds to ripen in the ditches of love around here Things are never as they appear Got a natural pearl in my calloused hand Saved for the girl who could really understand what it takes to see The gold from the alchemy From a rusted hood I seen the stars fall about Screaming the message anyone could find out Like a walking translation down a street of lies Singing this scrapyard lullaby Hush now baby dream sweet things Mama gonna' bring your anvil some wings She will let it go, you won't even know Cause the chrome do rust and the dust do shine Broken could be golden in it's very own time You can be sure, you won't even know what for Now I'm down in the junk on a darkened day Searching through the prizes others throw away Like a walking translation on a street of lies Singing this scrapyard lullaby Wake up running on the sacred ground Thirty-five angels leading her around Like a walking translation down a street of lies Singing the scrapyard lullaby Singing the scrapyard lullaby
Writer(s): Chris Whitley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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