Where have all your good words gone?
Where have all your stories gone?
Where are all the pleasures from
the timbre of your tongue?
I dreamed I had a gift for holding up the sky.
I dreamed I had gift for holding up your sky.
I dreamed I had a way with words of consolation.
Do you wish you were an honest man?
Do you wish you were a better man?
Where have all your good words gone?
Where have all your stories gone?
When did all your bones start to bend?
Do you wish you were an honest man?
Do you wish you were a better man?
Where have all your stories gone?
Where are all the pleasures from
the timbre of your tongue?
I dreamed I had a gift for holding up the sky.
I dreamed I had gift for holding up your sky.
I dreamed I had a way with words of consolation.
Do you wish you were an honest man?
Do you wish you were a better man?
Where have all your good words gone?
Where have all your stories gone?
When did all your bones start to bend?
Do you wish you were an honest man?
Do you wish you were a better man?