Mansion Door - Shakey Graves

Above, below

Under a lonely star

Head to toe, hand in hand

It gets a whole lot better

If your telephone rings at night

Would you put some time aside

To shut your eyes and fall apart

Under the light of a lonely star

My one and only lonely star

Above, below

Under a lonely star

Another day to sit around and dream

As far as I can see

As long as memory

I’ll be watching from afar

Under the light of a lonely star

My one and only lonely star

Fire burning

Clean-cut flowers in the yard

Daylight turning

All the sleeping statues into girls

I feel nothing

Sleep is never coming

I hear laughter from afar

Must be the song of a lonely star

If you knew what would happen

Then you’d never set foot in the mansion door

So many voices singing all of your praises

It gets a whole lot better

It gets a whole lot better

I hope it gets a whole lot better

If you leave, please don’t go far

I need the light of a lonely star

My one and only lonely star

My one and only lonely star