Mountain of pearls to sooth the soul
 gold and silver and silk to cover the old
 clocks [bad word] crushing these hard bones Im going blind from to many shiny stones
 fortune cast a curse I knew It would
 fortune bury you 
 I knew It would
 sleep on ugly dreaming wave
 vivid life turn into grey , no friends want to stay around
 so moving on to a different part of town
 fortune cast a curse I knew it would
 fortune bury you I knew it would