David Keenan - Avenue of Flowers lyrics
[David Keenan - Avenue of Flowers lyrics]
"Could not refresh feed, " the epitaph read
All cookies accepted no heed to play dead
A Syrian singer sang it's time to say goodbye
A backing track blaring
The street pigeons all cried
Well I heard you'd been taken
Unexpectedly so
Having just cleaned your teeth
Having dressed in clean clothes
Like a flu, the Spanish or the new
With a sycophantic point to prove
You move, whistling the refugee blues
As the cold beats down on Rome
The woman in black lays fresh
Traps on the railway tracks
She postponed every newness that
I'd ever known day and night
She patrols the avenue of flowers
The train rushes forward seeking
Into the night
See it ricochet forever between
Pillar and plight
I play the role of a joker
Flatten my hair with a comb
Resembling something from the mind of
A drunken Sergio Leone
Now what shall we do to keep the lady at bay?
If we can't go outside and
Simply laugh in the rain
As the cold beats down on Rome
The woman in black lays fresh
Traps on the railway tracks
She postponed every newness that
I'd ever known day and night
She patrols the avenue of flowers
The avenue of flowers the avenue of flowers
All cookies accepted no heed to play dead
A Syrian singer sang it's time to say goodbye
A backing track blaring
The street pigeons all cried
Well I heard you'd been taken
Unexpectedly so
Having just cleaned your teeth
Having dressed in clean clothes
Like a flu, the Spanish or the new
With a sycophantic point to prove
You move, whistling the refugee blues
As the cold beats down on Rome
The woman in black lays fresh
Traps on the railway tracks
She postponed every newness that
I'd ever known day and night
She patrols the avenue of flowers
The train rushes forward seeking
Into the night
See it ricochet forever between
Pillar and plight
I play the role of a joker
Flatten my hair with a comb
Resembling something from the mind of
A drunken Sergio Leone
Now what shall we do to keep the lady at bay?
If we can't go outside and
Simply laugh in the rain
As the cold beats down on Rome
The woman in black lays fresh
Traps on the railway tracks
She postponed every newness that
I'd ever known day and night
She patrols the avenue of flowers
The avenue of flowers the avenue of flowers