Could Shoulders

One dozen white ones
Who did they go to?
I get cold shoulders
And I go to sleep

What would appear in the lazy eyes
Falling drunken, and deaf and blind
It's true about meeting decent people
Run from me, and I'm damned again
I am damned

One dozen white ones
I'm forced to do this
The ocean calls me
And I go to sleep

After the goldrush everything is great
Another good storm instead of decay
It's true about me and them decent people
Run from me and I'll whisper in your day

I'm only too glad
You've finally come here
And I lie as blue
As a bleading queen

Once in your life you will see the light
And he over at party, but you didn't invite me
The candles by the bed are screaming your name
And I am damned again
I am damned

To dream about this and
Live without this
Once in a blue Moon
Truth come here to you
Burning and cool
You don't know what to do
Falling down

Into the truth for me
Which, has no decency
Burning the candle and you come here and
All violets died at once today
I won't fall down