Paper Roses

Long dry spell, on the avenue

Scattered parts, of your story blew

Headed down a road

Lined with boulders

As many as they had, names for you

And in a world so cruel

Is it, any wonder

You want to stay on the move

Stood In dawn chorus

Folding paper roses

The tin that you’d molded

Like horses we followed you x2

Heaven’s eye, glance at my youth

I went back, my palms full of fruit

To finally meet you

And share a picture postcard

My uncle Will had found a scrapbook

But you were never home

When I stood at your door and I knocked

Ellen nomadic and true

Stood in dawn chorus

Folding paper roses

The tin that you’d moulded

Like horses we followed you

I wanna run along

I wanna run alongside you

Ellen nomadic and true

Made my peace it’s almost over, golden arm its on my shoulder

Made my peace it’s almost over, golden arm its Ellen nomadic and true

You stood in dawn chorus

Folding Paper Roses

The tin that you’d molded

Like horses we followed you

I wanna run along

I wanna run alongside you

Ellen nomadic and true