She lives in a fairy tale Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell  Of a world that shes left behind
Its all about the exposure the lens I told her The angles were all wrong now Shes ripping wings off of butterflies

Keep your feet on the ground When your heads in the clouds
Well go get your shovel And well dig a deep hole
To bury the castle bury the castle Go get your shovel
And well dig a deep hole To bury the castle bury the castle