[ti:Roses and Gold] [ar:Robin Jackson] [al:Dust Diaries] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.37]Roses and Gold - Robin Jackson [00:01.36] [00:18.44]Moonshine oh cover me in moonshine [00:24.44] [00:25.76]And I will fill your cup with sentimental tales of raspberry wine [00:32.55] [00:34.12]Cause I've been singing these cowboy tears since we came to an end [00:40.80] [00:42.50]And I'm writing snake oil poems and drinking alabast gin [00:48.94] [00:49.77]Like a kite in the wind [00:52.44] [00:54.13]I'm caught in a spin [00:57.21] [00:58.39]I'm out on a limb [01:00.59] [01:07.93]Sweet dreams [01:10.80]Oh cover me in sweet dreams [01:14.34] [01:15.44]And I will paint you a story of roses and gold and bittersweet things [01:22.36] [01:23.97]It's time to say hello to these lonesome lullabies [01:30.92] [01:32.45]And ride into the story of a new sunrise [01:38.69] [01:39.39]May our river of tears [01:41.97] [01:43.58]Wash away all our fears [01:46.20] [01:47.59]Make it perfectly clear [01:50.03] [01:57.63]Sweet pie [01:59.42] [02:00.01]Oh mama make me some sweet pie [02:03.35] [02:05.90]Fill it with whatever makes it better and will cause these eyes to dry [02:11.54] [02:13.35]And I pray to mother Mary great spirit and the holy fool [02:19.72] [02:21.62]That we listen to each other and take heed of the golden rule [02:28.17] [02:28.81]That you do unto me [02:31.70] [02:33.30]What I do unto you [02:36.05] [02:37.28]And we both see it through [02:39.71] [03:36.92]Soft grace [03:38.85] [03:39.65]Oh cover me in soft grace [03:42.97] [03:44.33]And I'll fashion you a cup of forgiveness gypsum nettle and lace [03:51.41] [03:52.56]Cause the poetry that you've put inside my heart [03:59.56] [04:01.60]Rattles like a 57 engine about to start [04:07.38] [04:08.39]Like a kite in the wind [04:10.62] [04:12.54]Oh I'm caught in a spin [04:14.65] [04:17.00]I'm out on a limb [04:19.37] [04:26.64]Rain dance [04:28.60] [04:29.69]Oh do a little rain dance [04:32.60] [04:34.85]Call in the lightning and thunder to wash away this sorrowful trance [04:40.71] [04:42.50]We'll bath in rose petal fire while the will-o-wisps sing [04:49.13] [04:51.24]And purify our eyes with water from the holy spring [04:57.00] [04:57.82]And in the days that were old [05:00.77] [05:02.29]May the story that's told [05:05.35] [05:06.10]Be made of roses and gold