False Flag

Lucie in the Skye

A little boat in the harbor
tied with two ropes
one is her dreams
the other her hopes

her whole world's this cove
and what storms may occur
the two lines hold her fast
calm and unperturbed

one day the sky turned black
the wind tossed the sea
and somehow or another
one line broke free

that little boat was set adrift
everything all turned around
home was far and far was home
light dark and quiet sound

one rope gone
but still in the slip
she kept it together
keepin short trips

then light failed again
the temperature dropped
and once more she began to roll
on that rolling, misty chop

she watched in disbelief
as that lost rope broke
nothing left to hold her fixed
all wind and salt & diesel smoke

that little boat was set adrift (set adrift)
everything all turned around (turned around)
home was far and far was home
light dark and quiet sound

that little boat was set adrift (set adrift)
everything all turned around (turned around)
home was far and far was home
light dark and quiet sound

Two Lines

out on the town, you in your gown
me in my tuxedo messing around
from new york to cleveland
from LA to Dallas
baby and I dance the Crystal Palace

fragrance of perfume mixed with cigar
manhattans and martinis on tap at the bar
Take the A Train to Cartier
E Train to Kew Gardens
She wants me to dance, begging your pardon

Come with us and shake a leg
Grab your blues, take 'em down a peg
don't you ever tell me there's nothing to do
paint the town red, paint over the blue

out on the town, you in your gown
me in black tie, just messing around
from swing street to Savoy
from Cotton to Connie's
out among the Bettys and Johnnies

fragrance of perfume mixed with cigar
manhattans and martinis in our black car
Take the A Train to Maxine's
The E Train to Queens
I gotta go dance if ya know what i mean

Come with us and shake a leg
Grab your blues, take 'em down a peg
don't ever tell me there's nothing to do
paint the town red, paint over the blue

Come with us and shake a leg
Grab your blues, take 'em down a peg
don't ever tell me there's nothing to do
paint the town red, paint over the blue

Lucie in the Skye

ankle