All your blues are royal Crownin' every knight And every tender toil Either frailty or fright Is it keeping you in line Are you careful all the time You're up late intake potions Ahead a hundred skins You're novelty in motion You recoil and begin The best ideas are all tattooed Covered up and glued Love's grave is no accident It's carefully construed Everybody's razor thin Inside moving on Where everything's a skeleton Of simple right and wrong There's no untaken road And nothing stays for long And love's grave lies untended Left to overgrow let go Man's a great pretender And he dug himself that hole And he pays his last regrets Stands up and then he forgets