Beautiful Lies
Well those one song boys are touching down
On the ground where I lay my head
God bless those dreamers
For all the books they've read
As the street light fades we serenade
The dreams of a misspent youth
Tell me that you loved me because I've not got the proof
Just those lies
The beautiful lies
That tell of the nights
When the house was on fire, and I don't know why I subscribe
Now the star-ship only spreads it's light
Once or twice a year
It answers all our questions like, "what are we doing here?"
Because life is hard in the breakers yard
As these young guns will soon find out
The home truths burn and they'll soon learn
That the only thing in doubt
Are those lies
The beautiful lies
That tell of the nights
When the house was on fire, and I don't know why I subscribe
Is it fear that keeps you going?
When everything goes wrong
You, you should know better, you've been around so long
All the 'Presleys' and 'Picassos'
They whisper in the dark
"Stop making history" because I've not made my mark
Or wrote my lies
The beautiful lies
That tell of the nights
When the house was on fire, and I don't know why I subscribe
On the ground where I lay my head
God bless those dreamers
For all the books they've read
As the street light fades we serenade
The dreams of a misspent youth
Tell me that you loved me because I've not got the proof
Just those lies
The beautiful lies
That tell of the nights
When the house was on fire, and I don't know why I subscribe
Now the star-ship only spreads it's light
Once or twice a year
It answers all our questions like, "what are we doing here?"
Because life is hard in the breakers yard
As these young guns will soon find out
The home truths burn and they'll soon learn
That the only thing in doubt
Are those lies
The beautiful lies
That tell of the nights
When the house was on fire, and I don't know why I subscribe
Is it fear that keeps you going?
When everything goes wrong
You, you should know better, you've been around so long
All the 'Presleys' and 'Picassos'
They whisper in the dark
"Stop making history" because I've not made my mark
Or wrote my lies
The beautiful lies
That tell of the nights
When the house was on fire, and I don't know why I subscribe
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Weston *terminated King, Michael Weston King
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