A Dustland fairytale beginning
Or just another white trash county kiss
In 61, long brown hair and foolish eyes
He looked just like youd want him to
Some kind of slick chrome American Prince
A blue jean serenade and moon river, what you do to me
And I dont believe you
Saw Cinderella in a party dress
But she was looking for a nightgown
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands
Hes getting ready for the showdown
I saw the minute that I turned away
I got my money on a palm tonight
Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire
She says she always knew hed come around
And the decades disappear like sinking ships
But we persevere, God gives us hope
But we still fear what we dont know
The mind is poison
Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalized
Saw Cinderella in a party dress
But she was looking for a nightgown
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands
Hes getting ready for the showdown
I saw the ending when they turned the page
I took my money and I ran away
Straight to the valley of the great divide
Out where the dreams are high
Out where the wind dont blow
Out here, the good girls die
And the sky wont snow
Out here the birds dont sing
Out here the fields dont grow
Out here the bell dont ring
Out here the bell dont ring
Out here the good girls die
Now Cinderella, dont you go to sleep
Its such a bitter form of refuge
Oh, dont you know, the kingdoms under siege
And everybody needs you
Is there still magic in the midnight sun
Or did you leave it back in 61?
In the cadence of a young mans eyes
I wouldnt dream so high