Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mrs Dalloway, artist - Jealous Of The Birds. Date of issue: 01.06.2017
Song language: English
Mrs Dalloway |
| Do you still go to the magpie store with the |
| Vintage fur coats and jewelry-laden drawers? |
| Do you still talk in hieroglyphs and wit from |
| Books you’ve read and films full of pith? |
| Christ, can we just have a conversation |
| Where money and ambition fall away? |
| There’s a garden full of sweet pea and carnations |
| We’ll lie out on the grass there someday |
| Someday |
| My, Mrs. Dalloway |
| My, Mrs. Dalloway |
| Sketching women in summertime cafés |
| So reluctant to go home |
| Do you still cry as you pull into the drive, thinking: |
| ''God, is this it --- what it means to be alive?'' |
| Do you still paint every Sunday when you wake? |
| I recall you used to point out every subtle flawed mistake |
| I still don’t know the names of constellations |
| Or the true circumference of the Earth |
| But Christ, can we just have a conversation |
| Where you are self-endowed with silver-worth? |
| Silver-worth |
| My, Mrs. Dalloway |
| My, Mrs. Dalloway |
| Sketching women in summertime cafés |
| So reluctant to go home |
| My, Mrs. Dalloway |
| My, Mrs. Dalloway |
| Sketching women in summertime cafés |
| So reluctant to go home |
| My, Mrs. Dalloway |
| My, Mrs. Dalloway |
| Sketching women in summertime cafés |
| So reluctant to go home |