Gone Fishing

The concrete skies hang heavy Over power lines, and railway bridges And flyovers, and orange streetlights And warehouse rooves, and factory units But, don't worry About me, or my sister We're out late tonight We're out late tonight   We're sitting in the dark On the banks of the old canal Watching the stars, reflect on the water If you want to find us We're just waiting here For something to happen We'll be late tonight   We'll be late tonight Just me and my sister We're out late tonight   I love my sister And she loves me too But, if you want to find us Please don't worry We've…

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Death's Head

I used to stand in your garden And watch the clouds of summertime rain In the distance over haybarns and cornfields I wonder do you remember my name   Through the silence you could see out past the telegraph lines As the lightning in sheets crossed the skies I could see the wild flowers growing in the meadows And the trees swaying in the breeze   The air in the evening was like rosewater And we'd watch as the thunder clouds rolled Never new it then but we were just starting We would never see those days come again   Everybody needs an angel And everybody's got a devil by their…

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