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