Eyeless In Holloway Lyrics - Singles - Johnny Flynn

There's a man at hand, there's a way between 

The sinking sand and a crooked dream 

And collared off at the modern age of nine 

Summoned off for walking down the line 

They lost eyes in old city streets 

Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek 

He filled his boots and he tipped his cap 

And a root to toot with the boss and that 

And told a girl of the summer by the sea 

Said to her, would you like to go with me? 

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Wind is turned and the concord trucks 

And the singers changed and the hard to soft 

And in with changes, always out with time 

Nothing left but walking down the line 

They lost eyes in old city streets 

Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek 

Dragging loose less through the den 

And I come out less with sporting wear 

More to fit than you'd be feeling now 

She is aware that he is always how 

Then her sweetness and his sweeter scented 

And her fury's swimming till the fury's bended 

And lost in all might be to lost in time 

What joy the darts might be to walk the line 

They lost eyes in old city streets 

Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek 

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They lost eyes in old city streets 

Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek 

They lost eyes in old city streets 

Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek