That's Where I'll Take You
Down To The Local Ruins
And Put More History Into It
Than It's Worth So You'll Look
Pass The Thistles Breaking Stonework
And The Nettles That Escape The Windows
A Fair Day And If Not We'll Return
With A Mary Poppins Picnic Basket
I Had Ordered Weeks Before
And Loafs Of Still Warm Tiger Bread
Which We Tear For Each Other
Until We Return Home At Dusk With
Stains In The Creases Of Our Clothes
That's Where I'll Take You
That's Where I'll Take You
Over To The Fancy Hotel
Where The Rooms Are Too Close
And Too Far From My Pocket
But I'll Sneak Us Across The River
And Across Their Green
And We'll Listen To The Big Band
In The Function Room
As We Hide Under The Flowers
Of Their Japanese Garden
And Watch The Fireworks
Breaking Over Head For The Happy
Couple Behind Us Who Clink
Champagne Glasses While We Share
A Yearless Wine Until It Takes Us Away Together
And A Mexican Groundskeeper Awakes Us
With The Sound Of A Strimmer And I Bring You Home
That's Where I'll Take You
That's Where I'll Take You
With The Two Dogs In Toe
To That Old Fabled Fairy-ring
That Hides Between The Almost
Treeless Fields We Like To Call Prairies
Without Food Or Water We Have
Only What's Left Of Each Other
And The Rain Beats Off Our Anoraks
For I Chose That Day
Just So I Could Kiss You In The Rain
And It All Turns To Night And
I Left Home With All The Lights Off
Just So We Couldn't Find Our Way Back
That's Where I'll Take You
CK
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