Martin Finke - Other Men lyrics

In the night time locks are loosened, bows untied I shake off my shoes in a travelling way A day of service done, a closing to the day I find a blushing message in my mail And read it as the light begins to fail A flicker on the screen sets your name dancing It's a pinch of electricity that answered Tonight I'll regale other men With tales that I'll be seeing you again Tonight I went outside and walked away I walked onto the road I took a look at the black ground From it came this old dreaming house You helped me line the stones That mark out this straight walking way And I hooked up a curtain To sing behind, to work behind To fall beneath the night behind And fling back on a sunday Tonight I'll regale other men With tales that I'll be seeing you again Tonight I read it in a book Americans could fix it So that they could float a boat Down heavy rivers and control it Then hoist it up on other land And everything would be as quiet that first evening As the steadiest before But our house is made of quarry stones And mortar rich as much Brave block stones brought from Mayo in a truck And it's not going sailing It's far too well endeared To this wet blowing field And to all our neighbours' dreams Tonight I'll regale other men With tales that I'll be seeing you again Tonight