From the recording The Truth is Where it's Always Been
Lyrics
Something here is wrong
A picture painted so serene
Gold flecks in my palm
Just a ticket to the big machine.
So fly high high rise
From back porch blue skies
I open my eyes
And I see
Fairy tales and lies
And the hotel flowers
And I'll be happy in disguise
Killing off the hours
What I need
Your money cannot buy
You keep your hotel flowers
There's some place I belong
I don't think it's where you're taking me
Tomorrow for a song
It's a sacrifice for make-believe
So fly high high rise
From back porch blue skies
I open my eyes
And I see
Fairy tales and lies
In your hotel flowers
And I'll be happy in disguise
Killing off the hours
What I need
Your money cannot buy
You keep your hotel flowers
Saccharine sincere
The paper looks so white and clean
Success is nearly here
Just sign the line and be the queen
And I see
Fairy tales and lies
In your hotel flowers
And I'll be happy in disguise
Killing off the hours
What I need
Your money cannot buy
You keep your hotel flowers
So fly high high rise
From back porch blue skies
I open my eyes
And I see
Fairy tales and lies
In your hotel flowers
And I'll be happy in disguise
Killing off the hours
What I need
Your money cannot buy
You keep your hotel flowers
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