I’m a stranger here
Conversations in the grass
And a howling at the moon
Always raining here
Some say its gonna pass
But I know it won’t be soon
So if you ever come dance with me
My two left feet of the morning
and my ageing ways
I will be waiting here,
To dance you out to the garden
Where this bloom it stays
Its closer now
The sound of marching, we oughta
Take all we need
Cos’ its rusting out,
Rusting under the thought of
All that we might be
So if you ever come dance with me
My two left feet of the morning
and my ageing ways
I will be waiting here,
To dance you out to the garden
Where this bloom it stays
If the coasts are clear
The fear will follow the calm
That our will might fail
Because this ship we steer
Is just a daisy chain in the storm
With its shaking tail
