Johnny Flynn - Chimney Sweepers lyrics
[Johnny Flynn - Chimney Sweepers lyrics]
It was already wet
With the morning left crying
In tears black and blue
And salty wound 'cross the flag-spun country
In coffee lakes let the bad go jumping
And the hum of the traffic
Had never seemed quieter we had been walking
The concrete was new
Mining towns get the worst of havoc
And summer's curse is to pass the bad luck
There's an ache in the doorway
A crack in the firmament everything breaking
A concert of harm
Slip the wind as we hit the road
Smell the wildflowers break the cold
And the danger is flowing
From Swindon to Reading
There's love on the motorway
Shame on the farm
Let it be and this too shall pass
Let it swing til it's swung half mast
Naked wishing and death of trust
Like chimney sweepers it comes to dust