Peter Doherty - She is far lyrics

Blues and greys and greens across the river We went into winter London parks, my darling Monuments to blood spilt in foreign lands In signs/ensigns and toil/tall across our faces Photographs in paper bags And she is far Ah you know she's getting further every day Well, youth is no excuse but I'll excuse you still For every single dirty magazine, my darling Monuments on Margate Sands with summer... And all across our faces And every favourite river underneath the city aw It floods with tears And there's a new garden where the living breathe