歌詞
Birds
Starved on the flue
Spinneys dark blue
I know them
Birds
Starved on the flue
Spinneys dark blue
I know them
Then Kathleen, I talk to you
It’s like leaving an empty room
When your fever came
At the end of the day
And your eyesight danced
Like the djinns in the hay
With the headland clear
And the spring tide full
I could walk all the way to the moon
What am I? Talk to me
Why weren’t you frightened of the dark?
Out in the dark the hatchbacks are rolling
Windows unwound with the cigarettes glowing
The blue air in silhouette so far and close
But nobody knows where the garden eye goes
Windows unwound with the cigarettes glowing
Out in the dark the hatchbacks are rolling
The blue air in rhapsody so far above
But nobody knows who the garden eye loves
Out in the dark the hatchbacks are rolling
Cigarettes glow where the quarry banks open
The blue air in fever beyond and above
But nobody knows why the garden eye comes
Windows unwound with the cigarettes glowing
Out in the dark the hatchbacks are rolling
Blue air in rhapsody so far above
Nobody knows who the garden eye loves
The blue air in fever so distant and close
Nobody knows where the garden eye goes
Written by: Alasdair MacLean
