Dan Horne - Cry lyrics

[Verse 1] No gold for bards No laurel enough to bushel into a bed You tell me one thing and do the other- that's weird! [Verse 2] No more cliche songs Nothing less Than every once Of your heart Though horses could easily pull me apart No rhetoric and no gold for bards [Verse 3] Digging for carrots in the moonlight like an immigrant Tearing through plastic bags like an addict You tell me one thing and do the other- that's weird! [Verse 4] Are you still listening? I can't do nothing for you, can't you see I have no feet? We're like two peas in a pod- Netflix and die [Hook] Go on and cry Go on and cry [Verse 5] You're lost for the search for Agartha You're lost up your own a** Lost in the oil rainbow's blue purple shine Lost in bad poetry Lost in logic Lost in a racist bourgeois town [Verse 6] They say the remedy for heartache Is to drink actual gypsy tears Is always adds up to the price of salt, why? [Hook] Go on and cry Go on and cry [Verse 7] The ancients wrote it in the earth And the good spirits all are drunk [Hook] Go on and cry Go on and cry