Honeybee - Throw Me The Statue

Honeybee

Honeybee, in my recent dream

I could see

I could see all these mighty things

And what I took from the outer folds

Or that midnight home

Outer folds

Honeybee

Resting in a soul agrees

I could meet

Come ward come may all your needs

But you don’t feel at home in that gold

I believe

Honeybee

Honeybee, it’s the strangest dream

You and me

Cased in gold and drink could breathe

You might feel at home in that cold

Just you _____ you got old