Roses and Gold

Moonshine, oh, cover me in moonshine
 And I'll fill your cup with sentimental tales of raspberry wine
 'Cause I've been singin' these cowboy tears since we came to an end
 And I'm writing snake oil poems and drinkin' alabast gin
 Like a kite in the wind
 Oh, I'm caught in a spin
 I'm out on a limb
 Sweet dreams, oh, cover me in sweet dreams
 And I'll paint you a story of roses and gold and bittersweet things
 It's time to say hello to these lonesome lullabies
 And ride into the story of a new sunrise
 And may our river of tears
 Wash away all our fears
 And make it perfectly clear
 Sweet pie, oh, Mama make me some sweet pie
 Fill it with whatever makes it better and will cause these eyes to dry
 And I pray to Mother Mary, Great Spirit, and the Holy Fool
 That we listen to each other and take heed of the golden rule
 That you do unto me
 What I do unto you
 And we both see it through
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 Soft grace, oh, cover me in soft grace
 And I'll fashion you a cup of forgiveness, and gypsum, and nettle, and lace
 'Cause this poetry that you've put inside my heart
 Rattles like a '57 engine about to start
 Like a kite in the wind
 Oh, I'm caught in a spin
 I'm out on a limb
 Rain dance, oh, do a little rain dance
 Call in the lightning and the thunder to wash away this sorrowful trance
 And we'll bath in rose petal fire while the will-o'-the-wisp sing
 And purify our eyes with water from the holy spring
 And in the days that were old
 May the story that's told
 Be man of roses and gold