Idle Race, The - Days Of The Broken Arrows lyrics

Birds on the wing at the end of the day

The trees of green and brown you see

Have suddenly turned grey

Don't be too sad when you're waiting for death

The message on the garden wall says

Mickey Mouse is bad

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her

The broken arrows in the door, there's lots of Indians

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her

The grass that grows above her hair

The pretty patterned teddy bear

Aah, aah aah yeah yeah

Her baby cries in the heat of the night

Footsteps up the stairs her mother's there to hold her tight

Happy young child and his dog running wild

Spring is in the air and they've been running for a mile

There goes that little girl again

The years have passed but all in vain

The birds have fallen from the trees

And it is told in these old memories

O' What of the old man who stand there so still

A Looking at the stars you're bringing to your window sill

Where is old Betty now? Woman who scrub

Perhaps she passed away she's very old but very good

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her

The broken arrows in the door; there's lots of Indians

Ooh, Need, I need, I need, I need her

The grass that grows above her hair

The pretty patterned teddy bear

Aah, aah aah yeah yeah

Why did this happen, where did I do wrong?

I know that now I'm home I'm not too young and then I'm gone

Birds on the wing at the end of the day

The trees of green and brown you see

Have suddenly turned grey