All of that misery and all of that pain
What does it matter and what does it mean
We either die young or we live till we’re old
Looking for ribbons and bows made of gold

Ribbons and bows made of gold
Ribbons and bows made of gold
We’re all orphans of wars of greed and panic and lust
Wearing ribbons and bows made of gold

What do we want, and what do we need
And what do we get, even when we succeed
Fooled by the stories that our grandparents told
All about ribbons and bows made of gold

Nobody’s preaching, who’d care if they did
It’s not like it’s a secret that somebody hid
Because the truth that you live by is yours to unfold
Even if it’s ribbons and bows made of gold

 

From the CD Crow released on July 3rd 2010

Lyrics copyright Martin Lennon © 2010

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