Marigold

Carried away by minutiae in the tedious array

Of the outside world, make believe in their affections and accords

It’s here to stay or it’s all falling away

You’ll be dreaming under marigold anyway

So the church bells ring

Is it a wedding or a funeral that they sing?

Only saints can say but piety’s a shit act anyway

It’s here to stay or its all falling away

But you’ll be dreaming under marigold anyway

I wouldn’t say that nothing gold can stay

But you’ll be dreaming under marigold anyway

Last nights, last rites, long rides, wrong sides

Last nights, last rites, long rides, wrong sides

Last nights, last rites, long rides, wrong sides

Last nights, last rites, long rides, wrong sides

It’s here to stay or its all falling away

But you’ll be dreaming under marigold anyway

I wouldn’t say that nothing gold can stay

But you’ll be dreaming under marigold anyway

But you’ll be dreaming under marigold anyway

But you’ll be dreaming under marigold