It is housed in memories
something I can't recognize.
Dad, now it's late
I'm singing tonight.
This would be the world
I used to dream about when I was little
the immense golden yellow of mornings.
Take me to the crown
everyting else is meaningless.
Take me to her
around my people.
Take me to the crown.
So much of my life
Take me to her
along this railway
of the world.
It is housed in the heads
of the crazy ones and the drifters
a lucid folly,
the look of cowards.
This is not the world
I used to dream about when I was little.
You used to say I am mulberry and you are jasmine.
Take me to the crown
everyting else is meaningless.
Take me to her
around my people.
Take me to the crown.
So much of my life
Take me to her
along this railway
of the world.
I’ve lost
my way,
sometime.
I’ve lost
my way,
sometime.