Sunday, 15 July 2007

Sir Raleigh

How must we look we two
Stranded in mid-morning blue
On the shores of not a clue what this is

Awash in the aftermath
Mutiny dawn made
On night's renegade's ship

Its so unfamiliar to
Walk hand in hand with you
I think I like you better lying down

Among early traders
And breakfasting lovers
We're more lost than found

I can already see how we're gonna end up
You'll be Sir Raleigh and I'll play the Queen of Roulette
Where once you promised me gold with a gun to your back
You'll pen your valedictions from the safety of the deck

You all belfry-headed and the eyes of cloud
That pass me by
You walled up your burning city till the topless towers
Came falling down, oh what a pity

How must I seem to you
Holding my back to the wall
Its a habit I could never give up

Fain would I climb
But fear gravity's pull
As a consequence, dear

I can already see how where we're gonna end up
Reading the signs that you left in overturned cup
Where once you promised me gold with a gun to your back
Now you pen valedictions from the safety of the deck

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