歌手: Fionn Regan
时长: 05:36
From the banister I can see you [00:00:16]
Cough and blast rainbows[00:00:20]
27 summers press against the powder room windows[00:00:31]
On returning eyes are learning the language of your wrists[00:00:39]
You twist them towards the chandeliers and say 'who will be my witness '[00:01:01]
On a beaded rug on Jerusalem Hill watching the trawlers roll in[00:01:15]
Let's start at the beginning the drunk shouts who your tailor on the preference[00:01:27]
Of a power failure slashing out its darkness[00:01:38]
The steeple riggers round the spire scramble[00:01:46]
For holy work lights on great hooks hanging[00:01:53]
You straighten your quiff and mimic a stiff[00:02:01]
The jury's back and it's a crushing blow[00:02:05]
To those who wish you ill and woe[00:02:09]
You are the Lake District[00:02:14]
You don't need to speak[00:02:22]
Writes in the air and chalk[00:02:25]
Like sub titles walk across a foreign film screen[00:02:28]
From the landing I can hear your hay bale laughter singing[00:02:40]
It breaks the white horse hearts of all those assembling[00:02:54]
To be an ornament that sparkles[00:03:08]
It's clear those here would kill[00:03:14]
But there's nowhere to hide if you become a city on the hill[00:03:23]
On a beated road on Jerusalem hill watching the trollops roll in[00:03:40]
Let's start at the beginning in a dingy parlour by lanterns swinging[00:03:49]
But the ancient caverns of your eyes welling[00:03:59]
The tale of Russian head scarf landing[00:04:07]
On your collar bone from your blouse protruding[00:04:14]
You tighten your belt so it's closer felt[00:04:22]
The jury's back and it's a crushing blow[00:04:26]
For those who wish your ill and wall[00:04:29]
You are the Lake District[00:04:34]
Marry me[00:04:42]
In a registry[00:04:45]
Like a foreign film scene[00:04:48]
Let others publish our thoughts[00:04:59]
Take my hand and we will waltz[00:05:06]
Below the cathedral volts[00:05:13]
Spinning like a foreign film reel[00:05:18]