Good morning, Mr Magpie
Has something else caught your eye?
Shining auburn and temperate gold
What was bought must be sold
So fly between the rafters
And make your nest somewhere up high
And lie beside your treasures
Somewhere that you're out of sight
So have one for sorrow and two for joy
I was one of your favorite toys
String me up like a jewel on a chain
And wear me down till I'm smooth from the shame
You stole me by the ounces
The little things that I wouldn't miss
Till I was bare and helpless
But lighter than I've ever been
Well, I really should salute you
Seems nothing can pollute you
And bad luck you're not my enemy
So you can have my memories
So good morning, Mr Magpie
I hope that you're doing well
And in case you ever wondered
All that you took was my shell
Something shiny on the outside
And underneath my living hell
And an echo of the ocean
Hold it up, hear the swell
So have one for sorrow, two for joy
Now you have all your favorite toys
One for sorrow, two for joy
I was one of your favorite toys
You can sample whatever you like
Peck my heart out not even for spite
