I'm floating over strange land, It's a soulless, sequined, showbiz
moon. I'm floating over strange land, And then stranger still, there's no
balloon. But I'm getting higher, Wafted up by fame's fickle fire 'til
the...
Chalkhills and children, Anchor my feet. Chalkhills and
children, Bringing me back to earth, Eternally and ever Ermine
Street. (Even I never know where I go when my eyes are closed.)
I'm
skating over thin ice, Upon blunted blades of metal soft. I'm skating
over thin ice, While some nonesuch net holds me aloft. But I'm getting
higher, Lifted up on lucks' circus wire 'til the...
Chalkhills and
children, Anchor my feet. Chalkhills and children, Bringing me back to
earth, Eternally and ever Ermine Street.
Even I never know where I go
when my eyes are closed. Even I never spied that the scenes were
posed. Even I never knew this is what I'd be. Even eyes never mean that
you're sure to see.
Still I'm getting higher, Rolling up on three
empty tyres, 'til the...
Chalkhills and children, Anchor my
feet. Chalkhills and children, Bringing me back to earth, Eternally
and ever Ermine Street.
I'm soaring over hushed crowds, The reluctant
cannonball it seems. I'm soaring over hushed crowds, I'm propelled up here
by long dead dreams.
Still I'm getting higher, Icarus regrets and
retires puzzled.
Chalkhills and children, Anchor my
feet. Chalkhills and children, Oddly complete. (Even I never know
where I go when my eyes are all closed.)