Grand Old World

The Flower Kings

Standing in the Sun, gazing at a new day

Filling in the blanks, just another Monday

Waiting for a plane, take me down there under

Waiting for the past, waiting for the wonders



Take it to the skies, make it to the big cloud

Far below the sea, far away the runner

Think about the speed, dream about the distance

Far out to the East, leave behind all western



Cut me a slice of the sky

I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders

cut me a slice of grand old world

while trains and planes goes passing by



Standing in the sun, feeling like a flower

Looking, from a Jackass in the shadow of the towers

Standing in the heat looking at the river

Caught between this now and the rhythm of forever



Standing in the market gazing at the sundown

Curtains falling down, people pull me under

Can you hear the wild dog, can you slow the time down

Catching up with Gods, lost in all their wonders



Cut me a slice of the sky

I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders

cut me a slice of grand old world

while trains and planes goes passing by