I've seen it all
Reckon I split
They were throwing rocks at my crown
Humble beginnings
Chew me up and spit me out
I could have told you that

Bitter from the cherry smoke
What song should I sing
I'll be home

Heathlands of Heather and Gorse
I was once the mayor of this town
But I've been away
I'll be home

I won't lie we can be
Tossed up like the ball
Go to seed
Like shivering Swiss chard
Left out in the fall
Someone stole my bike
I guess I'm walking
Down the hill to school

There's rosebuds in the trash can
I'm so glad I picked The Fool
Found out
The one who drops the hat
Is running late to his own funeral
And I blew a kiss in the wind
For you