Chris Whitley - Scrapyard Lullaby lyrics

Wake up early on the sacred ground Searchin' the scrapyard for my dirty crown, I been walking A very long time Baby child up on your mama's knee 35 angels looking after me They been watching With eyes so wide In a sea of steel I seen a golden glow Screaming the message anyone could know Like a walking translation on a street of lies Singing this scrapyard lullaby I'm gonna take my time for her riches Wait for the diamonds to ripen in the ditches Of love around here Things are never as they appear Got a natural pear in my calloused hand Saved for the girl who could really understand What it takes to see The gold from the alchemy From a rusted hood I seen the stars fall about Screaming the message anyone could find out Like a walking translation down a street of lies Singing these scrapyard lullabies Hush now baby dream sweet things Mama gonna bring your anvil some wings She will let it go You won't even know 'Cause the chrome do rust and the dust do shine Broken could be golden in its very own time You can be sure You won't even know what for Now I'm down in the junk on a darkened day Searching through the prizes others throw away Like a walking translation on a street of lies Singing these scrapyard lullabies Wake up running on the sacred ground 35 angels leading her around, like a Walking translation down a street of lies Singing this scrapyard lullaby Singing this scrapyard lullaby