Tree Full Of Starlings Lyrics
| Song | Tree Full Of Starlings |
| Artist | The Blue Aeroplanes |
| Album | Altitude |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Langely, Noble | |
| By a tree full of starlings | |
| In a park full of trees | |
| I stood my stand | |
| I took my ease | |
| I made a decision | |
| To take my rest | |
| I though it would be best | |
| But then I changed my mind | |
| And I wrote you this letter | |
| I though that might be better | |
| But nothing is that comes to be | |
| And everything is new | |
| Nostradamus couldn't predict the future | |
| And neither can you | |
| If you like, I'll meet you by the foul-water interceptor | |
| And take you to the City Farm | |
| To drink tea with the families | |
| Who feed their children sugar and homilies | |
| And don't believe they could ever do harm | |
| By a tree full of starlings | |
| In a park full of trees | |
| I stood my stand | |
| I took my ease | |
| I made a decision | |
| To take my rest | |
| I thought it would be best | |
| Now where are the sparrows? | |
| The starlings all know | |
| They're down on the City Farm | |
| Between the carry-cots and baby-gros | |
| And cornets and bread-crumbs on the floor | |
| More to the point | |
| Where's the countryside? | |
| Sandwiched between the M's 1 - infinity | |
| And under the hole the ozone's left in its stocking | |
| Suspend your disbelief honey | |
| Even the sea's flirt | |
| And the beach is going to win | |
| Fuck me big boy says the sky | |
| The world's survival is one tough love | |
| One prison sweetheart | |
| And where are you going to go, my honey? | |
| My sparrow? My darling? | |
| Where are you going to go? | |
| You're going to fly up into the beautiful trees | |
| The trees full of starlings |
| zuo ci : Langely, Noble | |
| By a tree full of starlings | |
| In a park full of trees | |
| I stood my stand | |
| I took my ease | |
| I made a decision | |
| To take my rest | |
| I though it would be best | |
| But then I changed my mind | |
| And I wrote you this letter | |
| I though that might be better | |
| But nothing is that comes to be | |
| And everything is new | |
| Nostradamus couldn' t predict the future | |
| And neither can you | |
| If you like, I' ll meet you by the foulwater interceptor | |
| And take you to the City Farm | |
| To drink tea with the families | |
| Who feed their children sugar and homilies | |
| And don' t believe they could ever do harm | |
| By a tree full of starlings | |
| In a park full of trees | |
| I stood my stand | |
| I took my ease | |
| I made a decision | |
| To take my rest | |
| I thought it would be best | |
| Now where are the sparrows? | |
| The starlings all know | |
| They' re down on the City Farm | |
| Between the carrycots and babygros | |
| And cornets and breadcrumbs on the floor | |
| More to the point | |
| Where' s the countryside? | |
| Sandwiched between the M' s 1 infinity | |
| And under the hole the ozone' s left in its stocking | |
| Suspend your disbelief honey | |
| Even the sea' s flirt | |
| And the beach is going to win | |
| Fuck me big boy says the sky | |
| The world' s survival is one tough love | |
| One prison sweetheart | |
| And where are you going to go, my honey? | |
| My sparrow? My darling? | |
| Where are you going to go? | |
| You' re going to fly up into the beautiful trees | |
| The trees full of starlings |
| zuò cí : Langely, Noble | |
| By a tree full of starlings | |
| In a park full of trees | |
| I stood my stand | |
| I took my ease | |
| I made a decision | |
| To take my rest | |
| I though it would be best | |
| But then I changed my mind | |
| And I wrote you this letter | |
| I though that might be better | |
| But nothing is that comes to be | |
| And everything is new | |
| Nostradamus couldn' t predict the future | |
| And neither can you | |
| If you like, I' ll meet you by the foulwater interceptor | |
| And take you to the City Farm | |
| To drink tea with the families | |
| Who feed their children sugar and homilies | |
| And don' t believe they could ever do harm | |
| By a tree full of starlings | |
| In a park full of trees | |
| I stood my stand | |
| I took my ease | |
| I made a decision | |
| To take my rest | |
| I thought it would be best | |
| Now where are the sparrows? | |
| The starlings all know | |
| They' re down on the City Farm | |
| Between the carrycots and babygros | |
| And cornets and breadcrumbs on the floor | |
| More to the point | |
| Where' s the countryside? | |
| Sandwiched between the M' s 1 infinity | |
| And under the hole the ozone' s left in its stocking | |
| Suspend your disbelief honey | |
| Even the sea' s flirt | |
| And the beach is going to win | |
| Fuck me big boy says the sky | |
| The world' s survival is one tough love | |
| One prison sweetheart | |
| And where are you going to go, my honey? | |
| My sparrow? My darling? | |
| Where are you going to go? | |
| You' re going to fly up into the beautiful trees | |
| The trees full of starlings |
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