Look at me, Armageddon's generation
Under a laurel tree, with a belly full of wine
And look at this storm of fortune
Your blue eyes just blew me over
I can stay until the light rolls home
Lady Eleanor is sewing on the top floor
Doing a family tree—she ought to be a queen
And maybe the ocean took her silver
Oh, but if you need a sister
She will stay until the light rolls home
Love is a leaf to me
Trees are pushing up the concrete
Even the cemetery is the city, foxes moan
I know your back's against a wall
But I will wait among the laurels
I can stay until the light rolls home
I know the sun and moon should smile on all the city
But some of the kids round here sleep seven to a room
And when you're living in poverty
It's not such a great adventure
To be out until the light rolls home
So with soul and steel they built a helter-skelter
Made of a fantasy that was never meant to fly
And if that was a fine white turbine
And if screens could power a city
We would blaze until the light rolls home
Love is a leaf to me
Trees are pushing up the concrete
Even the cemetery is the city, foxes moan
I know your back's against a wall
But I will wait among the laurels
I can stay until the light rolls home
Love is a leaf to me
Trees are pushing up the concrete
Even the cemetery is the city, foxes moan
I know your back's against a wall
But your blue eyes just blew me over
And I will wait among the laurels
I can stay until the light rolls home
I can stay until the light rolls home