Teignmouth Lyrics - Singles - Patrick Wolf

Teignmouth 

On the night train 

From the city to the south 

I saw spirits 

Crawl across the river mouth 

In skewed ascension 

With no destination 

Like this lone bachelor in me 

This constant yearning 

For great love and learning 

For the wind to carry me free 

So when the birds fly south 

I'll Reach up and hold their tails 

Pull up and out of here 

And bridle the autumn gales 

Down to the burning cliffs 

To the unrelenting roll 

To marry the untold blisses 

And anchor this lost soul 

From my window 

I saw two birds lost at sea 

I caught our reflection 

In that silent tragedy 

But with hope prevailing 

I draw galleons sailing 

In full sail billowing free 

So when the birds fly south 

We'll reach up and hold their tails 

Pull up and out of here 

And bridle the autumn gales 

I give you my hand 

The fingers unfold 

To have and forever hold 

To marry the untold blisses 

And anchor this lost soul