I did my best, but there were still some parts I couldn't entirely understand. maybe You will have a better time figuring it out. You know I walk the streets of gold, And I can't find my babies bones It was two flukes of the nose? That take me down to my lowest home And you don't mind where I go Somewhere in my wings I found my home It's made of whithers? and pins And I'm returning again And my dreams are made of ghost skins When I wake up in my dark places And I reach for the messy faces That take me down to my favorite ride Oh I am blossoming down And I stay down here When dreams cloud my mind To take me away this time You know I walk the streets of gold and I Can't find my babies bones It was two flukes of the nose? That take me down to my lowest home And you don't mind where I go Somewhere in the wings I found my home It's made of whithers? and pins And I'm returning again Oh I am blossoming down And I stay down here When dreams cloud my mind To take me away this time