Fly Away With Me – Tom Walker
I’m strummin’ on the corner
About to catch the last train home
I’ll have to jump the barriers
So can you spare a penny for my thoughts?
I’ve been praised upon the pavements
Passers by don’t pay much
Chased away by neighbors
Seen things you couldn’t make up
If the streets could talk, they’d tell a story or two
I’ll paint a picture for you
I can tell you what it feels like
To lose your home on a cold night
Can you see the blood in my red eyes?
Have another toke; we’ll forget life
