"Scrapyard Lullaby" as written by and Chris Whitley....
Wake up early on the sacred ground
Searchin' the scrapyard for my dirty crown,
I been walking
A very long time

Baby child up on your mama's knee
35 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 pear 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 these scrapyard lullabies

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 its 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 these scrapyard lullabies
Wake up running on the sacred ground
35 angels leading her around, like a
Walking translation down a street of lies
Singing this scrapyard lullaby
Singing this scrapyard lullaby


Lyrics submitted by T_D_Phoenix

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