Testo The Seldom Seen Kid

The roses are heavy
With rain and for ages
Veil after veil
And the pictures are whispering
The ones we belong to
Caught in forever
Startled and proud
Or laughing together And babe, if you'd met him
I picture you'd sit
Blasting my wisdom
With two-barrelled wit
Then he'd steal you for dancing
And you'd lend him your arms
And I'd stooge for your laughing
And you'd twirl in the chaos of charm

The roses are heavy
With rain and for ages
Veil after veil
And the pictures arе whispering
He'd steal you for dancing
And you'd lеnd him your arms And I'd stooge for your laughing
And you'd twirl in a chaos of charm