Curt Kirkwood

Golden Lies

Curt Kirkwood


Thick as blood in the pouring rain
Time stood still, and the name's the same
Nowhere onion rolling slow
Towering smokestack covered with snow

A lie lights my heart
The truth would fall apart
Golden swans on the desert
Recite golden lies

Moonlight glows on the oily sand
The echoing know, and the slapping hand
Sometimes slip; all times hide
The giant spiders are heavenly spies

A lie lights my heart
Truth would fall apart
Golden swans on the desert
Recite golden lies

Here I've found, there's a hare in this town
Natural big top; man made clowns
Nowhere onion rolling slow
Towering smokestack covered with snow

A lie lights my heart
Truth would fall apart
Golden swans on the desert
Recite golden lies
Golden swans on the desert
Recite golden lies