Wake up running on the sacred ground

Searching the scrapyard for my dirty crown

I been walking a very long time



Baby child up on your momma's knee

Thirty-five angels looking after me

They been watching with eyes so wide



In a sea of steel I seen a golden glow

Screaming the message anyone could know

Like a walking translation on a street of lies

Singing this scrapyard lullaby



I'm gonna' take my time for her riches

Wait for the diamonds to ripen in the ditches of love around here

Things are never as they appear



Got a natural pearl in my calloused hand

Saved for the girl who could really understand what it takes to see

The gold from the alchemy



From a rusted hood I seen the stars fall about

Screaming the message anyone could find out

Like a walking translation down a street of lies

Singing this scrapyard lullaby



Hush now baby dream sweet things

Mama gonna' bring your anvil some wings

She will let it go, you won't even know



Cause the chrome do rust and the dust do shine

Broken could be golden in it's very own time

You can be sure, you won't even know what for



Now I'm down in the junk on a darkened day

Searching through the prizes others throw away

Like a walking translation on a street of lies

Singing this scrapyard lullaby

Wake up running on the sacred ground

Thirty-five angels leading her around

Like a walking translation down a street of lies

Singing the scrapyard lullaby

Singing the scrapyard lullaby