Bernhoft, The Fashion Bruises - For the Benefit

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Ashen eyes
Aiming for the stars
Armed with the scars
You wear them like a crown
Sign of the times
Sneak a peek behind
But Joni wrote those lines
Ages ago
And here we stand
Miles from the charts
A bullseye for darts
That are flying off to mark
We’re dinosaurs ready to fall
While the little kids spill out all
The innermost beans
Have a final toast
Wave your arms from
Coast to coast to coast
While we try to wake
The comatose
Have them walk your way
Just one final toast
We’ll sing it to the sun
The wind, the souls
Sing it to the flowers
And the stones
Let them hear you say
Strange to think
In so little time
We’ve gone from sublime
To far beneath the ground
But after a while
We don’t wanna be
Joni or Patti
It’s a spiral game
Have a final toast
Wave your arms from
Coast to coast to coast
While we try to wake
The comatose
Have them walk your way
Just one final toast
And sing it to the sun
The wind, the souls
Sing it to the flowers
And the stones
Let them hear you say