The Flying Club Cup

I built my house of reeds upon a marsh in Elise
My father was released a day's walk from San Denise
We buried him beneath the bone-white sands of San Denise

Silence of an airborne night
Push high above the roof
Daughters of the Red lights blind
The icy works of art
The city lights and restless nights
Go once upon the Lord
You and I will lie beside the fire sparked from boards

It's yours

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Знову на місто ніч впаде, Знову до тебе сон не йде, Привід є не змикати вій – Ти знаєш, що зазвичай я твій. Ти надто далека, ти вкрай близька, Ти мила, жорстока, ти будь-яка. І вранці

I’ll be the bad guy, I’ll take the black eye, When I walk out, You can slam the door, I’ll be the S.O.B, If that’s what you need from me, So you don’t have to love

So come the evening I'm out on the dunes Looking for a token, something to prove All I remember is more than a flame In my fantasy, fire Whatever I've done to receive Whatever I need

Johnny works in a factory Billy works downtown Terry works in a rock and roll band Looking for that million dollar sound I got a job down in Darlington Some nights I don't go Some nights

You started up first day At Seven or maybe Eight You crashed into my life with a boom You came over as a guest I said I like you and I confess About ten o'clock