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