Johnny

Wouldn't it be great, to forget how much we owe, celebrate what remains, kick the need to wrong, when rivers skin our bones, within us all our song, I watch for the rain, tumble down a naked slope, save us from the drains, we'll just bumble along, fly with what we know, assent that we're strong, fling the watch away, shiny as the fallen snow, trains arrive anyway, I’ll never let you down, or worry about the loan, you have no need to frown, red lips ornate, rooms where flowers grow, pints and whisky chasers, I never feel alone.