Lyrics

Cotton Shirts and Mary Janes could have been a lullabye singer
but her mother was too afraid to stay in the same place every night.
See her on the windowsill playing with a cigarette lighter
That is shaped like a boy with a fire in his eyes and he sings to her

doo
He goes doo doo sleep now.
doo doo
doo
doo

LA, San Antonio, Austin, New Orleans, Montgomery
And the wheels of the train smashed up pennies and cut between forests of grey
Nothing in their bags except candles and dresses of paper
And their lungs and their eyes and their lives and their lies and their lullabyes

doo
she goes doo doo sleep now.
doo doo
doo
doo

Hollow halls and picture frames filled up with magazine faces
And the silence falls over her head and her shoes sink down into the ground
The moon takes the sun to a place that they never return from
But she still feels the sky and the stars and the light and the air at night

doo
she sings doo doo sleep now.
doo doo
doo
doo