@@ameba5093 I've been a fan of Oysterband for years (am seeing them in a few weeks - again) but only discovered Johnny Flynn 6 months ago. Saw him at the Paul Simon concert but would really love to see him in a small venue. Like Oysterband, the lyrics are as importsnt as the tune. Both are awesome. Let's hope Johnny keeps writing and touring and doesn't get too distracted by his acting....
[Verse 1] Love descended in the water In the breaking of the mother-daughter Father-son and lines of genes Rip and crease and keep things clean In the teeth and in the tether In the backwards-beating weather To the endpoint, to the hollow Two loves' labours lost in colour [Hook] Lost in dreams and crumpled pride The night my piano upped and died, died, died [Verse 2] Love came down for many years And lost her teeth with raindrop tears Swelled her woodwork, pushed her pedals She went home without a medal She went down down, all the way Now she plays an alleway Now she cuts her shape with debt And now she's past it, past her best [Hook] Lost in dreams and crumpled pride The night my piano upped and died, died, died [Verse 3] Now she's past and all alone She laughs a drainpipe down the phone Somewhere in the distant nether I can hear her off the tether Off the hook of ones and twos Now she really sings the blues Now she dances at a mess Now she has a right old gas [Hook] Lost in dreams and crumpled pride The night my piano upped and died, died, died
