Palaces, Homes from Palaces, Homes by Cheap Blue Yonder

I was born to
Sing with the birds in the daylight
But I found midnight instead
Then wanting
That harpy she found me
And everything looks better
From her point of view

I grew up with
The banshees of summer
Howlin’ through my window
Their screams put me to sleep
There magic, a story
Words that needed working
The pages stuck together
And the ink it stains my hands

Shade
Keep me from this weather
My blood runs greener
And I’d rather live in
Palaces, Homes

Pain
Keep me on the level
I’ll keep on writing scripts darker
I’d rather work in
Palaces, Homes

I was raised
To keep impossible out of mind
A place lost to the children
But to see it gives me chills
And makes me wonder if it’s
Possible said wrong

I was told
To be what I wanted to be
So I sought out my futures
Teachers, doctors, creatures
And some futures I should have never
Seen at all


Shade
Keep me from this weather
My blood runs greener
And I’d rather live in
Palaces, Homes

Pain
Keep me on the level
I’ll keep on writing scripts darker
I’d rather work in
Palaces, Homes

Oh, oh

Shade
Keep me from this weather
My blood runs greener
And I’d rather live in
Palaces, Homes

Pain
Keep me on the level
I’ll keep on writing scripts darker
I’d rather work in
Palaces,

Shade
Keep me from this weather
My blood runs greener
And I’d rather live in
Palaces, Homes

Pain
Keep me on the level
I’ll keep on writing scripts darker
I’d rather work in
Palaces, Homes

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