Helena - Damien Jurado

Hello from the room, where I’m selling my clothes

I’d steal light from the sun, and you’d still not approve

Pushing the ground so my feet finally moved

I was never as big as the world

I keep in touch with my man down the hall

Who’s been pining for days at the loss of his soul

He was caught up in the laughter of moons

We were never as big as the world

Stealing the coins from the pockets of fools

Exchanging of hands where the riddles are gold

Laughter, a currency we’ll never afford

You were never as big as you were told

Seeing yourself through the waves of farewell

Where once you were them but now cannot tell

Being unsure of who you are now

The world is a liar, the stars are a must

The world is a liar, the stars are a must

The world is a liar, the stars are a must

The world is a liar, the stars are for us