All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed - Ed Harcourt

With beady black eyes, the bluebird has died

It’s feathers have dried, it couldn’t survive

From the winter’s grasp, nothing ever lasts

But you and i know, the seasons are slow

The rivers they froze, the wind always blows

Down all our dreams, the engine’s out of steam

All of your days will be blessed

So put on a smile and get dressed

Into the void we will fly away from here

All of your thoughts will be crowned

You’ll be the toast of town

Into the view of a million crystal spheres

Pitchfork in my foot, i tried the best i could

Dragging all this wood, with a rusty old fishhook

To feed the fire and make our blood flow higher

But i’m a stubborn man, the sun needs my command

I’m gonna make a stand, condemnd this twisted land

I’m sure you’d agree, but i can’t leave you see

All of your days will be blessed

So put on a smile and get dressed

Into the void we will fly away from here

All of your thoughts will be crowned

You’ll be the toast of town

Into the view of a million crystal spheres

All of your days will be blessed

So put on a smile and get dressed

Into the void we will fly away from here

All of your thoughts will be crowned

You’ll be the toast of town

Into the view of a million crystal spheres

But you and i know, the seasons are slow

The rivers they froze, the wind always blows

Down all our dreams, the engine’s out of steam