I heard you're suffering
Come be a wild thing
Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady


The stupid house you made
Fell away like paper lace

Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady

And when you're done crying to everyone

You can go back to your good home
She will be tired
But she'll be glad

When you go back
To your good home


Paper burns and paper fades and
paper crumples into ugly shapes


Come run with Jackie, me, and this lady

And when you're done crying to everyone

You can go back to your good home
She will be tired
But she'll be glad

When you go back
To your good home


And when she's done dancing with everyone
She will go back to your good home
She will be tired from loving everyone

But she'll be glad that you're back home

But for now

Until you're home
You ride with us
There was no way you could have known

About the things she didn't know she couldn't trust

Oh sanctuary, oh sanctuary (repeat through)

Oh for now
Until you're home
You ride with us

There was no way you could have known
About the things she didn't know she couldn't trust


Oh what's in the world?
What's in the world?
What's in the hearts of pretty girls?


There's nothing left
Inside the room you've filled

With lion skins and laurels
Those were good ideas
But they weren't

Diamonds and pearls