The thirteenth and final track from Mark's album Dreamt For Light Years In The Belly Of A Mountain.
Lyrics
Drifting off to sleep
Tryin' to steal some peace
All of our tomorrows
Will be yesterdays again
Chorus
(Oh) Wake up Marigold, come in
Oh, come in
I caught a little hawk
Put him in a box
Looked like he'd been shot
I tried to find his kin
(Chorus)
My granddaddys grapes
Grew around a stakes
Return to the earth
Oh, just like him
(Chorus)
I'm begging no one day
We'll evaporate
Maybe we'll be stars
Or honey in a jar
And I'll be made of tin
(Chorus)
I used to think the hills
Were giants lying still
And someday they'd awake
And overturn the lakes
Wake up Marigold x3
Come in
Oh, come in
