Goodbye London
Summersett
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The juggler who drops his knives He stops and he tells us why An American starts to cry The English just walk on by A speaker shouts in the park An empire in her bark An old lion in her heart The pigeons fly home it's dark They fly home to Saint Martin They fly home to find England They know another sky Where the myth has not died Goodbye London I'm not far I'm in a sky where I can hear the lark Soldiers in hats of fur Who are they asks a girl The tour guide is not so sure Still us or just who we were The palace has drawn a crowd Maybe the Queen's about The taxis go round and round The pigeons fly home it's loud They fly home to Saint Martin They fly home to find England They know another sky Where the myth has not died They fly home to Saint Martin They fly home to find England They know another sky Where the myth has not died Goodbye London I'm not far I'm in a sky where I can hear the lark
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Written by: Nick Carpenter, Patricia Summersett
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