Fly Boy Blue / Lunette-Elbow

[ti:Fly Boy Blue / Lunette] [ar:Elbow] [al:The Take Off And Landing Of Everything] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Fly Boy Blue / Lunette - Elbow [00:09.27]It's a lethal ballet [00:11.17] [00:11.95]Air traffic congestion [00:14.76] [00:15.35]I'm having a baby [00:17.10] [00:18.29]Second thoughts scotch dinner [00:21.68]And someone's dancing on the box [00:25.02]A former MP [00:26.69]And no one was watching [00:28.55]My oldest friends are a serious habit [00:31.92]Fly boy blue so bring your faces home [00:36.31] [00:38.20]To my sweet trampoline [00:40.69]And acres of crash site love [00:43.56] [00:56.38]Someone's dancing on the box [00:59.68]A former MP [01:01.31]And no one was watching [01:03.11]My oldest friends are a serious habit [01:06.45]Fly boy blue so bring your faces home [01:10.86] [01:12.79]To my sweet trampoline [01:15.29]And acres of crash site love [01:17.74] [01:59.65]Presidential delays [02:02.35]Suppose I'm just lucky [02:05.23] [02:05.81]I'm having a shindig [02:07.70] [02:08.48]Me Red Bob and the ivory host [02:11.91]And someone's shouting on the box [02:15.44]A chinless prefect gone Godzilla [02:18.96]My newest friends have forgotten my name [02:22.35]But so have I so far so good and home [02:26.84] [02:28.91]You and me trampoline and oceans of crash site love [02:33.87] [04:07.38]What can be said of the cigarette smokes [04:12.28]A prop for a joke or a mark on the clock [04:16.55]If I stopped would the bus ever come [04:20.15] [04:20.82]Would the dawn ever kiss me forgiven me knowing what's done [04:26.94]Would the drivel make scribble make sense and then song [04:31.95]Would the woodbines denied black another man's lungs [04:37.14]Perverse as it may sound I sometimes believe [04:41.41] [04:42.02]The tip to my lips just reminds me to breathe [04:46.69] [04:47.53]What can be said of the whiskey and wine [04:51.59] [04:52.34]Random abandon or ballast for joy [04:56.97]That was scuppered with trust little more than a boy [05:02.04]And besides I'm in excellent company [05:06.52] [05:07.21]I'm reaching the age when decisions are made [05:11.88]On life and liver and I'm sure last ditch [05:16.89]That'll I'll ask for more time [05:20.15]But mother forgive me [05:22.43]I still want a bottle of good Irish whiskey [05:27.20]And a bundle of smokes in my grave [05:31.09] [05:37.53]But there isn't words yet for the comfort I get [05:42.23]From the gentle lunette at the top of the nape of the neck [05:48.09]That I wake to [05:50.00] [05:52.87]And where are the words for the leap in my chest [05:57.86]When mischief appears either side of the scar on your nose [06:04.19]Made by a rose thorn so you claim [06:09.83]By a rose thorn