Lyrics:
cold
I will rise my fond Floro and away to my fold
Oh no, my bright Floro, it is no such thing
It's a bright sun a-shining and the lark is
she was blind,
The lark was blind.
An old king came and took her to his palace,
Where the walls were burnished bronze and golden braid,
And he fed
notes entwine
On the banks of the Shure that flows down by Mooncoin.
Flow on lovely river, flow gently along
By your waters so sweet sounds the lark's
wake let out ear splitting roars
I could almost hear a lark
I could smell your perfume above the diesel fumes in the bay
As we scrawled on the sea walls
the marks
I got to ignore all the demons that lark
I be posted up, noon in the park
Really just trying to perfect all my art
Trying to let it flow straight
Kissing the lark goodnight
Releasing it from the stage
Slipping into the sky
Dripping on to the page
Find the moment and a slow balloon
Let it go
As the larks sing that dawn is breaking
And the stars roll back into the day
Oh, the time that the world is taking
Lets the waves crash down into
Can you see the order?
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
of the twilight
We're blue and yellow
We're never dancing in the moonlight
Cause I'm a lark and you're an owl
All the birds in the park
Wonder why we picked each
In the mist, there's a wish of a kiss on my lips
From the two that drank the cup of coffee I made
In the dark, there's a lark
Crying: you can't mend
upon your eyes
And like a bright light in the fog
Once again you save my life
And then you go
Singing sweetly like the lark
Your song it brings
The Lark of Leith Hill ascends at dawn
As a magical Surrey Hills day is born
Ribbons of mist adorn the fields
Of pheasant, fairy, fox and fawn
Lark in The Sky
A bird flew over me
as I was watching the clouds up above
I had burned my map
and all it's notes for directions
and where to go
Let there be birds to sing in the trees
Someone to bless me, whenever I sneeze
Let there be cuckoos, a lark and a dove
But first of all please, let
a young boy do.
But you know I'll mean when I make love to you.
When we got down to the park be actin' crazy as a lark like a young boy do.
When we
and it’s alright
I’m running through the deep dark
Where we can’t get fun and lark
My friend once told me time will take us away
I’m running through
summer breeze
Warbling of a meadow lark
Moonlight in Vermont
Telegraph cables
Sing down the highway
Travel each bend in the road
People who meet in
the deathly silence that lay all around
Hear the lark and harken to the barking of the dog fox
Gone to ground
See the splashing of the kingfisher flashing
so little of me
They allow you to go
When you're near
There's such an air of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere
Begin to sing about it
so little of me, they allow you to go.
When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
so little to me
They allow you to go
When you're near
There's such an air
Of spring about it
I can hear
A lark somewhere begin to sing about
champagne --
Let there be birds
To sing in the trees,
Someone to bless me
Whenever I sneeze.
Let there be cuckoos,
A lark and a dove,
But first
summer breeze
Warbling of a meadow lark
Moonlight in Vermont
Telegraph cables
Sing down the highway
Travel each bend in the road
People who meet in
the real McCoy?
Is it for all time or simply a lark?
Is it Granada I see or only Asbury Park?
Is it a fancy not worth thinking of?
Or is it at long
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