Hither Green

Fran and Dylan are just two birds in a cage Fran sheds her feathers, starts to lie about her age To Dylan Fran is like a quill or a pen With which he can fill his blank page He sings Fran roosts at work until a quarter to six She's at the chippy till she picks up her sticks These days she feels she has her feelings of doubt I fear the day that she may lock him out I just hope they can make it Faithful love is so sacred I just pray that it lasts You gotta get your heart out that cast When they were young and the world was asleep They'd hide in the graveyard with the parakeets And tell the tale of when Jimi released their friends Never believing that this world could end I just hope they can make it Faithful love is so sacred I just pray that it lasts You gotta get your heart out that cast They spend their nights down at the Old Tiger's Head Return too tired to even fall into bed They know this life is just a shape they must fill Just two small birds waiting on the sill One of these nights if she could burn her disguise And see the thunder hiding behind his eyes Could she then look between the bars and soon see The only place she ever needed to be? I just hope they can make it Faithful love is so sacred I just pray that it lasts You gotta get your heart out that cast Feel it pump through your vein From here to Electric Lane Eyes up, see them all Ancients swinging by and by round the market stall