The Piper Won't Let You Stay - Siena Root

Years passing swiftly

Working days are long

And if there’s no time to play

There’s no time for a song

Sometimes this world feels so cold

I fear of dying and getting old

Can get the better of anyone (yes say)

Even the fortunate son

See the poor stroller

Walking a narrow street

The same as a high roller

Time and money never meet

Sometimes this world feels so cold

I fear of dying and getting old

Can get the better of anyone

Even the fortunate son

I’ve got no time, I’ve got no love

But diamonds are forever

All these years, bittersweet

Love is my only treat

All my love, all my bread

Will it make you happy on your

Dying bed

See the poor stroller

Walking a narrow street

The same as a high roller

Time and money never meet

Sometimes this world feels so cold

I fear of dying and getting old

Can get the better of anyone (I say)

Even the fortunate son

What is it that wealth has to say

When the piper won’t let you stay

Isn’t it just bittersweet, how

Time and money never meet