Mardi Gras Beads

Your mind sings some lyrics like we're memory Your sad our goodbyes sound nostalgy Your chords swung me from idolatry I'm living like a vagabond, I just can't decide When to leave But it's roots are in the river to my mood it swings A vow even is impossible to keep Every day is starting on the balance beam Still you're standing with me, always carrying The melody Smiling all the while, the paint chips off Of my Mardi Gras beads It's the images contained not the lens or frames Recalled to my mind before I fall asleep A list of regrets is no place to be I'm coming in late but I'll never modulate us To a minor key Smiling all the while, the paint chips off Of my Mardi Gras beads --- Mardi Gras Beads - Parquet Courts