chimney stack
outta whack
twisted back
steeplejack,
brick ruin
curl o' smoke
risin' to the sky,
fairytale
cobblestone
moon dreams
yellow shade
on the perplexed side
with river rollin'
sweetly by
lay me down in a field
o' daisies
an' I'll turn to the stars
infinity gazin',
in love with the twinkle
before yawns come on
the wings of the
new dawn song
with lids closin'
slip slip away,
driftin' off
into pipe dreams
smokin' like a
chimney stack
- from London Works
