Dear friends You are angels and drunks You are magi Old friends You stuck a pin in a map I was in And this is a note for a road sign Cutting the breeze
There's a ladder tear in my high ideals Like I took a chair on the battlefield And any noble friend that was burning in my chest Is acid in my belly at
a single heartbreak I celebrate and mourn A single shining sister And all the tricks of dawn A single yellow duvet A single switch to flick But a thousand
again (Everyone's here, come home again) The moon is out looking for trouble The moon wants a scrap or a cuddle The moon is face down in a puddle And
My high priestess folded neatly Back in your box, oh Lord Called the song, he sang so sweetly Back in your box, oh Lord Found myself astride a tiger
walls Stealing booze and hour long hungry kisses And nobody knew me at home anymore Build a rocket, boys Build a rocket, boys Build a rocket, boys Lippy
The birds, though I wore your glacial patience To a smudge of bitter dust On the last day you embraced me With a glistening sapling trust Did they sing a
I throw this to the wind But what if I was right Well, did you trust your noble dreams And gentle expectations to the mercy of the night? The night will
I walked with the river in kind of a dream Hand in hand, the all knowing river and me To the clamor of rushes and deeply barren trees A drunk making blossom
a kind word would know Gonna find you Love will find you out Be sure love will find you out As anybody with a kind word would know Gonna find you Love
Dear friends You are angels and drunks You are magi Old friends You stuck a pin in a map I was in And this is a note for a road sign Cuttin' the breeze
There's a ladder tear in my high ideals Like I took a chair on the battlefield Anyd any noble friend that was burning in my chest Is acid in my belly
walls Stealing booze and hour long hungry kisses And nobody knew me at home anymore Build a rocket boys! Build a rocket boys Build a rocket boys! Lippy
have a single heartbreak I celebrate and mourn A single shining sister And all the tricks of dawn A single yellow duvet A single switch to flick But a
My high priestess folded neatly Back in your box, oh Lord Called the song he sang so sweetly Back in your box, oh Lord Found myself astride a tiger
s here Everyone's here Come home again The moon is out looking for trouble The moon wants a scrap or a cuddle The moon is face down in a puddle And everyone
in The birds, though I wore your glacial patience To a smudge of bitter dust On the last day you embraced me With a glistening sapling trust Did they sing a
The birds are the keepers of our secret As they saw us where we lay In the deepest grass of springtime In a reckless guilty haze Did they sing a million
