Mark Eitzel - The White Of Gold lyrics

She was always afraid Her joy was something to mourn She had this radio That only broadcast thunderstorms She took pills for the planes They made her fun for a while But for her the friendly skies Were like being put on trial Everything here moves Towards the invisible You trust people when you know What kind of sinners they'll be But the broken ones who give you love Are the ones you never see And she prayed all the time It was the only thing she owned The 1000 and one strings That said she wasn't alone But everything here moves Fades in the gleam Towards the invisible Flowing down the stream I never thought id become a who*e Spare change was too hard Nothing left but who you are And the millions you have scarred But everything here moves Fades into the gleam Towards the invisible Flowing down the stream