Song | The Sun Is Often Out |
Artist | Patrick Wolf |
Album | The Bachelor |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Tower Bridge | |
Is closing | |
And all of Bermondsey | |
Is asleep | |
Streetlight walks the waters | |
Rising fast and dark and deep | |
Well is your work of art so heavy | |
That it will not let you live? | |
You'll be missed | |
Soon there'll be flowers in the river | |
Tears being shed | |
You'll be missed | |
So life has blessed you with a gift boy | |
That you’ve gone and thrown away | |
And with it your whole future | |
And left behind your family | |
They’re throwing flowers in the river | |
Prayers are being said | |
You’ll be missed | |
They’re throwing flowers in the river | |
Where your body cold was found | |
And you’re missed | |
You’re missed | |
Now I sit down here at low tide | |
And I wait for the Peregrines | |
Stephen this is where I live now | |
That I have overcome my demons | |
And have grown out of that thinking | |
That would not me live or give | |
I throw my flowers in the river | |
Tears are being shed | |
You are missed | |
And the poem reads | |
And I remember the day you told me that | |
The sun, the sun, the sun | |
The sun is often out | |
Why didn't you KNOW that | |
And yes | |
The sun, the sun, the sun | |
Is often out | |
I wish I had known you better | |
Was your work of art so heavy | |
That it would not let you live? |
Tower Bridge | |
Is closing | |
And all of Bermondsey | |
Is asleep | |
Streetlight walks the waters | |
Rising fast and dark and deep | |
Well is your work of art so heavy | |
That it will not let you live? | |
You' ll be missed | |
Soon there' ll be flowers in the river | |
Tears being shed | |
You' ll be missed | |
So life has blessed you with a gift boy | |
That you' ve gone and thrown away | |
And with it your whole future | |
And left behind your family | |
They' re throwing flowers in the river | |
Prayers are being said | |
You' ll be missed | |
They' re throwing flowers in the river | |
Where your body cold was found | |
And you' re missed | |
You' re missed | |
Now I sit down here at low tide | |
And I wait for the Peregrines | |
Stephen this is where I live now | |
That I have overcome my demons | |
And have grown out of that thinking | |
That would not me live or give | |
I throw my flowers in the river | |
Tears are being shed | |
You are missed | |
And the poem reads | |
And I remember the day you told me that | |
The sun, the sun, the sun | |
The sun is often out | |
Why didn' t you KNOW that | |
And yes | |
The sun, the sun, the sun | |
Is often out | |
I wish I had known you better | |
Was your work of art so heavy | |
That it would not let you live? |
Tower Bridge | |
Is closing | |
And all of Bermondsey | |
Is asleep | |
Streetlight walks the waters | |
Rising fast and dark and deep | |
Well is your work of art so heavy | |
That it will not let you live? | |
You' ll be missed | |
Soon there' ll be flowers in the river | |
Tears being shed | |
You' ll be missed | |
So life has blessed you with a gift boy | |
That you' ve gone and thrown away | |
And with it your whole future | |
And left behind your family | |
They' re throwing flowers in the river | |
Prayers are being said | |
You' ll be missed | |
They' re throwing flowers in the river | |
Where your body cold was found | |
And you' re missed | |
You' re missed | |
Now I sit down here at low tide | |
And I wait for the Peregrines | |
Stephen this is where I live now | |
That I have overcome my demons | |
And have grown out of that thinking | |
That would not me live or give | |
I throw my flowers in the river | |
Tears are being shed | |
You are missed | |
And the poem reads | |
And I remember the day you told me that | |
The sun, the sun, the sun | |
The sun is often out | |
Why didn' t you KNOW that | |
And yes | |
The sun, the sun, the sun | |
Is often out | |
I wish I had known you better | |
Was your work of art so heavy | |
That it would not let you live? |