Old Father Time Songtext
von David Gray
Old Father Time Songtext
He was there at the gates on the day you were born
Spooling his braid through blossoming thorns
Anointing the head of this child of mine
Now we′re up dancing with old Father Time
Raising our glasses to old Father Time
He's clearing the concourse, he′s firing the brakes
There ain't no predicting the form he might take
Your empire is straw if his lashes should shake
Now we're up dancing with old Father Time
Passing the bottle around
Pounding the mortar and pouring the lime
Planting the stock in the ground
Now we′re up dancing with old Father Time
Old Father Time
Behold the great city glint on the plain
Behold the grey curtains murmuring rain
Blink your eyes once and it′s grassland again
Now we're up dancing with old Father Time
Passing the bottle around
Pounding the mortar and pouring the lime
Planting the stock in the ground
Now we′re up dancing with old Father Time
Old Father Time
Old Father Time
Old Father Time
Spooling his braid through blossoming thorns
Anointing the head of this child of mine
Now we′re up dancing with old Father Time
Raising our glasses to old Father Time
He's clearing the concourse, he′s firing the brakes
There ain't no predicting the form he might take
Your empire is straw if his lashes should shake
Now we're up dancing with old Father Time
Passing the bottle around
Pounding the mortar and pouring the lime
Planting the stock in the ground
Now we′re up dancing with old Father Time
Old Father Time
Behold the great city glint on the plain
Behold the grey curtains murmuring rain
Blink your eyes once and it′s grassland again
Now we're up dancing with old Father Time
Passing the bottle around
Pounding the mortar and pouring the lime
Planting the stock in the ground
Now we′re up dancing with old Father Time
Old Father Time
Old Father Time
Old Father Time
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