Dark Is The Bark - The Left Banke

Surrounded in gold and priceless paintings

She loves

She lies in glistenings of

Reddish and blue

Darkness was all she could see

Lovely was all she could be

No one had bothered to be

Something she wanted to see

Darkness red (is the bark of the tree)

Living gray (is the bark of the tree)

Surrounded with boxes of people that once the day

I speak and my words begin to believe what I say

Darkness was all I could see

Lonely was all I could be

Loving was something to me

Somewhere for someone to see

It was shade (is the bark of the tree)

She’s so mean (dark is the bark of the tree)

La, la, la, la