I have all my things away In here, with me I can get them when I need But not today What's the use in trying to stay Inside the seams Where you stitched your hopes and dreams Back in the day
There are some who will always let you down There are people who will chain your feet to the ground White picket castles were built to fall down
--CHORUS-- This old sunken vessel is where I sleep It's not worth a nickel but it pays my keep Where's your white picket castle but where you seat yourself now?
Walk until my knees get weak My eyes, they stare Sunken, tangled in my hair They comb the street Spare a piece of something deep For me to share If it's something I can wear It's yours to keep
There are some who will always let you down There are people who will chain your feet to the ground White picket castles were built to fall down