
Date of issue: 23.03.2017
Record label: Johnny Flynn
Song language: English
The Landlord |
I met the landlord, I kept my soul, |
And in of a man he was ashen and coal |
Spoke quick, confusing, burdened me up |
Left me for hollow when he’d had his sup |
I bore all his load til the day that we met |
And one glimpse of you bent the load from my fret |
To my frown, to my stern, and then rocking me by |
And a game and a cheer, on the earth, in the sky |
So said I to the landlord |
I’ll not see thee here |
And I’ll wait for his answer |
Til the load wasn’t there and it never had been |
And all was before was so distant a dream |
Til I saw in my friend what had once been my foe |
And the terrible landlord had all in his tow |
In his wake and the call of his burning black ship |
And the wind it was blown from his proud blackened lips |
And I with my bellows cast clouds through the sky |
So that his awful flames, they might moisten and die. |
And then I with a light shone on that which was there |
As in light I did nothing, as in days I did fare |
And so days in my ear and days all around |
Proving death to the landlord and all he abounds |
And the night she shone too until all that was now |
Had been hoisted for viewing in all of the crowd |
I was glad in the light that crept twixt new and old |
And then polished with all, and so tender so bold |
So said I to the landlord |
I’ll not see thee here |
And I’ll wait for his answer |
So meek in that moment, thee in error til all |
Of my friends and their friends saw in joy their loads fall |
They fell in they fell out they fell near they fell far |
They gave all in a shout and put all to the stars |
Lifting them as one load, such a burdensome thing |
Troubling nothing that lives now, no and nothing it seems |
Nothing that dances, nothing that’s moved |
In the old spinning circle of all that we proved |
So said I to the landlord |
I’ll not see thee here |
And I’ll wait for his answer |
So said I to the landlord |
I’ll not see thee here |
And I’ll wait for his answer |
Though I’ve waited for years. |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Tickle Me Pink | 2007 |
Wandering Aengus | 2017 |
The Wrote & The Writ | 2007 |
Cold Bread | 2007 |
The Box | 2007 |
Queen Bee | 2020 |
Leftovers | 2007 |
Fol-de-rol | 2013 |
Eyeless In Holloway | 2007 |
Shore To Shore | 2007 |
Sally | 2007 |
Brown Trout Blues | 2007 |
Barleycorn | 2017 |
Wayne Rooney | 2007 |
All The Dogs Are Lying Down | 2007 |
Hard Road | 2017 |
Einstein's Idea | 2013 |
Raising the Dead | 2017 |
In the Deepest | 2017 |
Tunnels | 2007 |