Your life is on a throne

Your life is on a throne
Of dust weathered-stone
A whirlwind battered face
With a mountain to climb
Of the time
Of the time
Of the time

Your voices a busted microphone
Howling, babe I’m losing my mind

I live like a turtle and this is my home
By your side
Your life is on a throne
Of dust weathered-stone
A whirlwind battered face
With a mountain to climb
Of the time
Of the time
Of the time

Darling, and
Sincerity's like a summer’s rain
Falling, dripping off the leaf
Off a soul— born old
Dying young

It’s not my fault darling
I don’t show I care
I’m waking from a snare
Boastful wisps of love
Come crashing down like webs
Clinging still to me

But your voices a busted microphone
Howling, babe I’m losing my mind

Your life is on a throne
Of dust weathered-stone
A whirlwind battered face
With a mountain to climb
Of the time
Of the time
Of the time

And I’m losing my mind…

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Inspiration for the song Donovan