Greenlands

I've lived in the gallows of the high mountains

Shadows reaching past the dawn

Nothing thicker than those hollows in the mountains

Nothing more shallow than the caves

Never reached by the dawn

After wandering the dirt roads

After hunting for a-couple of toads

After handling a bear

After eating a pear

Nothing more simple than the dirt roads

The city block has trash you can't see

The centers lack something you can feel

Though, it ain't there at all

You can't stop kneeling to the king

Everyone is a pauper 

I wanna go away in a flyin' saucer

Back to the gallows, reaching past the dawn