House of Flint -Amor De Dias
The valley left it's mark on me
The open flowers the house of flint
The hesitation in the leaves
The taste behind my teeth
Go on darling dance with me
Our fingers lock our restless feet
They say that in the avenues
The face of God appears
The echo dies the breeze blocks crack
Walk in the now but don't look back
'Cause something's really going on
Something's happening here
Something's happening here in here
I saw you walking
Down Fenchurch High Street in the sun
She went to Bridle
And she had ice cream
At night I knew you
That night I knew you for the first time