Edgar Broughton Band - Evening Over Rooftops

The air was thick like honey

Looking from a room

The room had open windows

To let this springtime through

Evening stood by watchin'

At the side of summer's promise

The flowers in her garden

Were the envy of her friends

How far are we from dying

Is it nearly at an end?

How far are we from dying

Is it nearly at an end?

The smoke hung on the skyline

The city fell in silence

The sunset, ripe and mellow

Was the light to write some thoughts by

Her children watched for father

From a window in the wall

Said a prayer for grandpapa

And maybe many more

Somewhere in the distance

On the road so far away

I heard the sound of life

Though the people left for home

Three birds flew off a building

Standing proud against the sky

Many more flew with them

Spiralled up like laughter

Faster, harder

They rose up in a column

Hundreds upon hundreds

And twice that many wingspeed

Four miles across

Stretched a million miles high

The living pulsing column

In the lady of the sky

Feathers thrashed together

Locked in that huge swarm

I knew no-one could see it

And now that it was gone

I rubbed my eyes and tried to find

A reason for the flight

Exodus, escape

Or was it just for me to see?

Like the mating of the earth and air

Like water is to flowers

The envy of her friends

How far are we from dying, is it nearly at an end?

How far are we from dying

Is it nearly at an end?

How far are we from dying

Is it nearly at an end?...

Άλμπουμ: Edgar Broughton Band

Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας: 1971