Flanagan's Song - Robyn Hitchcock
All the young girls look like ravens As they flock around the pool And they peck at their reflection In the shadows of men's drool I could look out there forever Forever has no holes Through the windows of eternity You can glimpse the passing souls This party's over The bells are ringing themselves I'm going home She was standing on the table With a message on her skin I'm a look right in her eyes But I could not see in I have loved you from a distance Loved you from up close Like the tiny frog that breathes I can nestle in your cloak This party's over The bells are ringing themselves And I'm going home I was always in a hurry But I never knew what for Paranoia chased me out And then time just closed the door Now the party's over The drugs are taking themselves And I'm going home
Artist: Robyn Hitchcock
Title: Flanagan's Song