Flanagan's Song

Flanagan's Song - Robyn Hitchcock

All the young girls look like ravens

As they flock around the pool

And they peck at their reflection

In the shadows of men's drool

I could look out there forever

Forever has no holes

Through the windows of eternity

You can glimpse the passing souls

This party's over

The bells are ringing themselves

I'm going home

She was standing on the table

With a message on her skin

I'm a look right in her eyes

But I could not see in

I have loved you from a distance

Loved you from up close

Like the tiny frog that breathes

I can nestle in your cloak

This party's over

The bells are ringing themselves

And I'm going home

I was always in a hurry

But I never knew what for

Paranoia chased me out

And then time just closed the door

Now the party's over

The drugs are taking themselves

And I'm going home