Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song William Blake, artist - Kevin Max. Album song Playing Games With the Shadow, in the genre Date of issue: 09.06.2016
Record label: Blind Thief
Song language: English
William Blake |
| I see angels hanging from the trees |
| I hear psalms of kings through poetry |
| I make moments out of everything |
| it feels so warm when I am dreaming |
| where England’s gates are always swinging |
| through fountains joy is ringing |
| hillside towns and empty dales |
| are whispering the winsome tales of William Blake |
| True love is an art form |
| temptation is its partner |
| when I swing you round the chandeliers |
| we laugh at all life’s problems |
| Where church bells ring out loudly |
| and people smile so proudly |
| for nature and its romance |
| or supernatural circumstance and William Blake |
| William Blake sitting in the garden |
| William Blake no familiar jargon |
| Willam Blake dreaming in the theatre |
| William Blake don’t forget the paint dear |
| The monarchy is getting old |
| and bonfires of books are burning coal |
| imagination’s faltering |
| at night we here the soldiers marching |
| well England’s pubs are thinning out |
| and station guards are staring down |
| from chimney tops and cold gray towers |
| war has come and we need William Blake |
| William Blake sitting in the garden |
| William Blake no familiar jargon |
| William Blake laughing at the unknown |
| William Blake recites another poem |
| William Blake dreaming in the theatre |
| William Blake don’t forget the paint dear |
| William Blake sitting in the garden |
| William Blake no familiar jargon |