New Rhododendrons
I've come over all Paul the Apostle
This old life's impossible
Can't quite stand the sight
Of Edinburgh castle
Can't quite finish a beer
Highs much like the lows
Looking up Caravaggio
and mythological
Hymalayan hollows
Try hard, you can go
Go
Go
If it's Damascus I'm en route to
I might as well bring you
See, we live on a crag
Scope the land out the back
I keep a kilner jar
with a hyacinth growing in it
I use it like a vase
Beside an old suitcase from 1910
Plans to re-tailor its insides
have moved to London
What blooms in June?
New Rhododendrons
Rhododendrons
Now take it as a signal
See it as a symbol
I'm keeping these things alive
It's all too much for me to handle
Need help with my angles
I hope you brought
Your Theodolite
Keep my effects in a silo
A little model
I've had since I was little
Used to hold of kinds
of beautiful animals
And I still think of them
When I'm reminded of them
How I used to hold onto them
Sun and snow
Remember holding them close
Close
How I held them so close
If you lose track
of what you've loved in the past
There's no going back
Lost amongst the bric-a-brac
If you lose track
of what you've loved in the past
There's no going back
This old life's impossible
Can't quite stand the sight
Of Edinburgh castle
Can't quite finish a beer
Highs much like the lows
Looking up Caravaggio
and mythological
Hymalayan hollows
Try hard, you can go
Go
Go
If it's Damascus I'm en route to
I might as well bring you
See, we live on a crag
Scope the land out the back
I keep a kilner jar
with a hyacinth growing in it
I use it like a vase
Beside an old suitcase from 1910
Plans to re-tailor its insides
have moved to London
What blooms in June?
New Rhododendrons
Rhododendrons
Now take it as a signal
See it as a symbol
I'm keeping these things alive
It's all too much for me to handle
Need help with my angles
I hope you brought
Your Theodolite
Keep my effects in a silo
A little model
I've had since I was little
Used to hold of kinds
of beautiful animals
And I still think of them
When I'm reminded of them
How I used to hold onto them
Sun and snow
Remember holding them close
Close
How I held them so close
If you lose track
of what you've loved in the past
There's no going back
Lost amongst the bric-a-brac
If you lose track
of what you've loved in the past
There's no going back
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Pearson, Hamish James Hawk
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