Flash of Light (Live in Berlin) - Róisín Murphy

No you won't be coming down Take me down to, the edge of here Take me now, I know what ready is Counting down to the end of the end game The sands of time are running out No you won't be coming down You'll fall asleep and never, be coming round You say your last goodbye No you won't be coming down No we won't be late Will you make me wait When there's so little time Like a dying star, a fireball Made the orange sky Take me down to, the edge of here Take me now, I know what ready is And I'm running to the sound Counting down to the end of the end game The sands of time are running out Take me down I don't wanna live With an ordinary, ordinary sky One last flash of brilliance One more blinding light The last dead beat descendants We're going into the night The last time I held you I held you so tight But I want One last flash of brilliance One more night to thrill you Well I ask, one last Flash of light Flash Flash Flash (Flash) Flash Flash of light (Flash) Flash

Won't you smile, you look so shocked Put the name tag on your smock We've come to see you, Eddie Walker We may pack a little tight, the girl up front says, it's alright And look there's more of us still getting off the bus We wish you'd come back home with us Eddie Walker, this is your life This ones you when you were small And you're learnin' how to walk They'd pick you up and you keep falling down There you are with Aunt Louise, you're bouncing on her knees Remember all those trees behind the garden They're gone, oh, they all got cut down when she died Eddie Walker, this is your life, you never had a son or a wife You sure had a hell of a time, oh, Eddie Walker, this is your life This one's you and Mary Jo Well, she couldn't come, she says, hello No, Eddie Walker and she doesn't hate your guts It's just the whole thing's shook her up How they picked you up and you kept falling down Eddie Walker, this is your life, no, Eddie Walker, this is your life You never had a coat or a tie, you never had a reason to cry An' this whole stack and all of these Are just a mist or overseas We're gonna leave you, Eddie Walker