dollars Lyrics

Help me get lost, make up a blindfold

Out of an old t-shirt that never got washed

Then grow me a maze, fill it with daisies

And all kinds of reasons I shouldn't return

Construct the cost, one life against

Half a gallon of gas, that's covered in dollars

As green as the sky is not

As cold as the moon is hot

As pale as the cheeks of a thief that got caught

In the act

Cover the cost, paychecks are only

Another motif, in corporate concertos

They grow and they fade, they dress as emotions

And government speeches your TV declares

Help me get found, wish that I weren't so

Impossibly small, that you'd have to carry

My life in the palm of your hands

My heart in the cells of your glands

My world in the whirlwind you make when you stand

For yourself