Lions
Dire Straits
Red sun go down way over dirty town Starlings are sweeping around crazy shoals A girl is there high heeling across the square Wind blows around in her hair and the flags upon the poles Waiting in the crowd to cross at the light She looks around to find a face she can like Church bell clinging on trying to get a crowd to Evensong Nobody cares to depend upon the chime it plays They're all in the station praying for trains Congregation late again It's getting darker all the time these flagpole days Drunk old soldier he gives her a fright He's a crazy lion howling for a fight Strap hanging gunshot sound Doors slamming on the overground Starlings are tough but the lions are made of stone Her evening paper is horror torn But there's hope later for Capricorns Her lucky stars give her just enough to get her home The she's reading about a swing to the right But she's thinking about a stranger in the night I'm thinking about the lions tonight What happend to the lions80s A small mix of music Armageddon avantgarde rock blues british british avant garde classic rock cool DieGitarreKlingt dire straits Favourites guitar guitar heros light guitar music loved makes me think medena5 mixit my zany zoo myfavoritesongs places themes rock Slow Rock soft rock
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