Johnny Flynn - Chimney sweepers lyrics

Oh when the rain started up It was already wet With the morning left crying In tears black and blue And salty wound 'cross the flag-spun country In coffee lakes let the bad go jumping And the hum of the traffic Had never seemed quieter We had been walking The concrete was new Mining towns get the worst of havoc And summer's curse is to pa** the bad luck There's an ache in the doorway A crack in the firmament Everything breaking A concert of harm Slip the wind as we hit the road Smell the wildflowers break the cold And the danger is flowing From Swindon to Reading There's love on the motorway Shame on the farm Let it be and this too shall pa** Let it swing til it's swung half mast Naked wishing and d**h of trust Like chimney sweepers it comes to dust