Tom Waits — Jaynes Blue Wish

The sky holds all our wishes The dish ran away with the spoon Chimney smoke ties the roofs to the sky There's a hole over head, but it's only the moon Will there ever be a tree Grown from the seeds I've sown? Life is a path lit only By the light of those I've loved By the light of those I love Life's a path lit only by The light of those I've loved By the light of those I love