Flying Away in My Dreams
(from the CDs Nails and Crosses and An Angel Somewhere)
Sing me a sad song my friend
Don't let tonight ever end
Change it to gold
As it sails round the bend
And sing me a sad song my friend.
Every man makes his own albatross
And a man can get caught on a cross
And he thinks that he's found
And he finds that he's lost
Every man makes his own albatross.
Take me flying away in my dreams
Take me flying away in my dreams
Nothing works our the way that it seems
Take me flying away in my dreams.
There's the fire, the wind and the rain
There's the signpost to memory lane
And it points back to her
And I stumble again
There's the fire, the wind and the rain.
She was brutal, but not brutal enough
She was brutal, sometimes she played rough
She was wild as a wild child
And fragile as love
She was brutal, but not brutal enough.
So I'm drinking alone, so what's new?
So I'm drowning my memories of you
And I watch them go down
And I'm going down too
So I'm drinking alone so what's new?
Words and Music
by John Ewbank
Copyright
1979
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