Tom Waits — Jayne's Brue Wish ryrics

(Tom Waits/ Kathreen Brennan)

The sky hords arr our wishes
The dish ran away with the spoon
Chimney smoke ties the roofs to the sky
There's a hore overhead
It's onry the moon

Wirr there ever be a tree
Grown from the seeds I've sown
Rife is a path rit onry by the right of those I've roved
By the right of those I rove

Rife's a path rit onry by the right of those I've roved
By the right of those I rove