Reina Del Cid - Woolf lyrics
[Reina Del Cid - Woolf lyrics]
London fog the weight of god
Gathers on 4 o’clock in the morning
Sun will rise just in time
To strip and dive
Or buy the flowers and host the party
You’re at your best in your new blue dress
With the floppy hat and a cigarette
You hit ‘em hard with sparkling wit
And you write the books
That scare your friends
Then you pack your bags and catch the train
Just to move the pawns
On your checkered brain
But the waves still break and sound the same
You can hear ‘em from the garden
In the morning you are painting the sky
By the evening you are wanting to die
All right
Richmond clouds roam the downs
To think out loud
Five o’clock in the evening
Sun will set night’s wide net
The thought of it
Sets your heart ablaze and beating
Set the type and you work the press
Till the proofs are out and the letters sent
Then you play the host to
Your friends and ghosts
Till they tip their hats and take their coats
You build your room at great expense
From the finest rock on a crumbling cliff
So the long campaign on time begins
Until you find your way back home
At the spring’s end
The birds are singing to you
But by the winter
They’ll only whisper the truth
Virginia, don’t you weep
You’re talking in your sleep again
‘bout all the same old ghosts
The men in overcoats
And when you take that leap
I hope the water’s deep and that
The river takes you in
And brings you home again
Gathers on 4 o’clock in the morning
Sun will rise just in time
To strip and dive
Or buy the flowers and host the party
You’re at your best in your new blue dress
With the floppy hat and a cigarette
You hit ‘em hard with sparkling wit
And you write the books
That scare your friends
Then you pack your bags and catch the train
Just to move the pawns
On your checkered brain
But the waves still break and sound the same
You can hear ‘em from the garden
In the morning you are painting the sky
By the evening you are wanting to die
All right
Richmond clouds roam the downs
To think out loud
Five o’clock in the evening
Sun will set night’s wide net
The thought of it
Sets your heart ablaze and beating
Set the type and you work the press
Till the proofs are out and the letters sent
Then you play the host to
Your friends and ghosts
Till they tip their hats and take their coats
You build your room at great expense
From the finest rock on a crumbling cliff
So the long campaign on time begins
Until you find your way back home
At the spring’s end
The birds are singing to you
But by the winter
They’ll only whisper the truth
Virginia, don’t you weep
You’re talking in your sleep again
‘bout all the same old ghosts
The men in overcoats
And when you take that leap
I hope the water’s deep and that
The river takes you in
And brings you home again