This town's all painted green and
All I see among tall trees is a
Yet unpainted scene
Refused to fell stand on both knees
A captive world is best set free
So we'll waltz into the sea
And on the backs of melody
A long forgotten memory held close to hearts a century
Ago
Hold my hand love's close to me
Appalachian mouths trip on leaves
Storybook endings are rather bleak
So forget about the sun and set your eyes on me
This town's all skewed with fog and
Seldom do they sing along
To that once belonging song
There's error here but nothing's wrong with me
Wound my heart so carefully
Along the beach you'll find
A carousel that spins a rhyme
Of a most peculiar kind
Our back is turned away so we won't see
Trim back time so carelessly
Hold my hand love's close to me
Appalachian mouths trip on leaves
While they're slowly growing
Storybook endings are rather bleak
Don't you think
See the flowers slowly turn from green
Many smiled and fret the sea
So forget about the sun and set your eyes on me
Forget about the sun