This Bloom

I’m a stranger here Conversations in the grass And a howling at the moon Always raining here Some say its gonna pass But I know it won’t be soon So if you ever come dance with me My two left feet of the morning and my ageing ways Will be waiting here, to dance you out to the garden where this bloom it stays Its closer now The sound of marching, we oughta Take all we need Cos’ its rusting out, Rusting under the thought of All that we might be So if you ever come dance with me My two left feet of the morning and my ageing ways Will be waiting here, to dance you out to the garden where this bloom it stays If the coasts are clear The fear will follow the calm That our will might fail Because this ship we steer Is just a daisy chain in the storm With its shaking tail