Minor Is the Lonely Key Songtext
von Look Park
Minor Is the Lonely Key Songtext
High noon at the pavement′s end
The boy in the boots is waving
Firing his guns at dashing shadows
Only he can see
Prone in the neighbor's yard
As all men will one day be
Minor, minor is the lonely key
They dance with the tube tops on
Set fire in the open air
Life is a dream of stems and seeds
A whistle on a golden chain
Loud so the block will hear it
I′ll tell you what the kid told me
Minor, minor is the lonely key
Tread light where your roses grow
How cruel is the sun
Your innocence is spent as you run
Won't put the past to rest
Find the sadness that hides in your chest
Mind the sharps and sing the melody alone
Cause they can't hear the tune
And they don′t know the words to the song
Hit the trail, young men
Sing while you can
Fade with the sound of the bells
Hang your complaints
In a wide open space
Like a tire from a hoilow tree
Singabout the frozen heights
The vales and the endless sea
Minor, minor is the lonely key
Tread light when your roses grow
How cruel is the sun
Your innocence is spent as you run
Won′t put the past to rest
Find the sadness that hides in your chest
Mind the sharps and sing the melody alone
Cause they can't hear the tune
And they don′t know the words to the song
The boy in the boots is waving
Firing his guns at dashing shadows
Only he can see
Prone in the neighbor's yard
As all men will one day be
Minor, minor is the lonely key
They dance with the tube tops on
Set fire in the open air
Life is a dream of stems and seeds
A whistle on a golden chain
Loud so the block will hear it
I′ll tell you what the kid told me
Minor, minor is the lonely key
Tread light where your roses grow
How cruel is the sun
Your innocence is spent as you run
Won't put the past to rest
Find the sadness that hides in your chest
Mind the sharps and sing the melody alone
Cause they can't hear the tune
And they don′t know the words to the song
Hit the trail, young men
Sing while you can
Fade with the sound of the bells
Hang your complaints
In a wide open space
Like a tire from a hoilow tree
Singabout the frozen heights
The vales and the endless sea
Minor, minor is the lonely key
Tread light when your roses grow
How cruel is the sun
Your innocence is spent as you run
Won′t put the past to rest
Find the sadness that hides in your chest
Mind the sharps and sing the melody alone
Cause they can't hear the tune
And they don′t know the words to the song
Writer(s): Chris Collingwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com