Green fields
Grass and earth
Broken bottles
Bricks and dirt
Sunshine soothing
Clouds are hazy
Dark street corners
Feeling lazy
Fast car driving
Sleek and modern
Public transit
Photos waiting
Blood and glass
Three points of rain
Carpet lining
Seats reclining
Clever words on smooth tongue talking
Shove it brother
Just keep walking
City penthouse
The kitchen living
A country home
It's a kitch living
Money can buy almost anything
But anything's nothing when you're dead
Fast car driving
Sleek and modern
Public transit
Photos waiting
Blood and glass
Three points of rain
Carpet lining
Seats reclining
Clever words on smooth tongue talking
Shove it brother
Just keep walking
Green fields
Grass and earth
Broken bottles
Bricks and dirt
Sunshine soothing
Clouds are hazy
Dark street corners
Feeling lazy
Fast car driving
Sleek and modern
Public transit
Photos waiting
Blood and glass
Three points of rain
Carpet lining
Seats reclining
Clever words on smooth tongue talking
Shove it brother
Just keep walking
Clever words on smooth tongue talking
Shove it brother
Just keep walking
Clever words on smooth tongue talking
Shove it brother
Just keep walking
Submitted by Michael HackI'm floating over strange land,
It's a soulless, sequined, showbiz moon.
I'm floating over strange land,
And then stranger still, there's no balloon.
But I'm getting higher,
Wafted up by fame's fickle fire 'til the...
Chalkhills and children,
Anchor my feet.
Chalkhills and children,
Bringing me back to earth,
Eternally and ever Ermine Street.
(Even I never know where I go when my eyes are closed.)
I'm skating over thin ice,
Upon blunted blades of metal soft.
I'm skating over thin ice,
While some nonesuch net holds me aloft.
But I'm getting higher,
Lifted up on lucks' circus wire 'til the...
Chalkhills and children,
Anchor my feet.
Chalkhills and children,
Bringing me back to earth,
Eternally and ever Ermine Street.
Even I never know where I go when my eyes are closed.
Even I never spied that the scenes were posed.
Even I never knew this is what I'd be.
Even eyes never mean that you're sure to see.
Still I'm getting higher,
Rolling up on three empty tyres, 'til the...
Chalkhills and children,
Anchor my feet.
Chalkhills and children,
Bringing me back to earth,
Eternally and ever Ermine Street.
I'm soaring over hushed crowds,
The reluctant cannonball it seems.
I'm soaring over hushed crowds,
I'm propelled up here by long dead dreams.
Still I'm getting higher,
Icarus regrets and retires puzzled.
Chalkhills and children,
Anchor my feet.
Chalkhills and children,
Oddly complete.
(Even I never know where I go when my eyes are all closed.)
Here I go again.