I imagine not so far from Trafalgar Square
And the lions
There lives an older gentleman
Who teas with BBC and Britain's ghost
His lady companion by his side.
Oh yes, I see him now.
And cross the deep blue sea
I cannot smell
Inside a symphony
The "Pastorale".
So besides the black rats swimming
I watch the English evening skies
Reflect my heart
As I walk behind him,
Looking for what's been lost
Like looking over all the trees
Of Hampstead Heath
Now before us in the twilight.
No, I can't bear it now.
And cross the deep blue sea
I cannot smell
Inside a symphony
The "Pastorale".
A jacket and hat...the only trace...
Two gold rings...
But never fades.
A jacket and hat...the only trace
Two gold rings...
But never fades...
A face....
Somewhere near central London I imagine not so far from Trafalgar Square And the lions There lives an older gentleman Who teas with BBC and Britain's ghost His lady companion by his side. Oh yes, I see him now. And cross the deep blue sea I cannot smell Inside a symphony The "Pastorale". So besides the black rats swimming I watch the English evening skies Reflect my heart As I walk behind him, Looking for what's been lost Like looking over all the trees Of Hampstead Heath Now before us in the twilight. No, I can't bear it now. And cross the deep blue sea I cannot smell Inside a symphony The "Pastorale". A jacket and hat...the only trace... Two gold rings... But never fades. A jacket and hat...the only trace Two gold rings... But never fades... A face.... Explain Request ×
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