A Dustland fairytale beginning
Or just another white trash county kiss
In ´61, long brown hair and foolish eyes

He looked just like you´d want him to

Some kind of slick chrome American Prince
A blue jean serenade and moon river, what you do to me
And I don´t believe you

Saw Cinderella in a party dress
But she was looking for a nightgown
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands
He´s getting ready for the showdown

I saw the minute that I turned away
I got my money on a palm tonight

Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire
She says she always knew he´d come around
And the decades disappear like sinking ships
But we persevere, God gives us hope

But we still fear what we don´t know

The mind is poison
Castles in the sky sit stranded, vandalized
A drawbridge is closin´

Saw Cinderella in a party dress
But she was looking for a nightgown
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands
He´s getting ready for the showdown

I saw the ending when they turned the page
I took my money and I ran away
Straight to the valley of the great divide

Out where the dreams are high
Out where the wind don´t blow
Out here, the good girls die

And the sky won´t snow

Out here the bird don´t sing
Out here the field don´t grow
Out here the bell don´t ring
Out here the bell don´t ring
Out here the good girls die

Now Cinderella, don´t you go to sleep
It´s such a bitter form of refuge
Oh, don´t you know, the kingdom´s under siege
And everybody needs you

Is there still magic in the midnight sun
Or did you leave it back in ´61?
In the cadence of a young man´s eyes
I wouldn´t dream so high