Whirlwind In D Minor - Ed Harcourt

The whole town nearly died

When rocks flew from the sky

The stray dogs whined and howled

At dark foreboding clouds

The mayor screamed and fled

The priest hid under his bed

Uprooted trees did spin

To the sound of a merciless wind

Will you love me when I’m old?

I’m still hoping I can get that far

No one escaped the whirlwind’s hold

Except the jailer and his pack of cards

And I sit outside watching falling stars

Playing D minor chords on a Spanish guitar

Well, clothes blew through the streets

And so did cinema seats

Their souls could not be saved

I dug a thousand graves

Will you love me when I’m old?

And I’m still hoping I can get that far

No one escaped the whirlwind’s hold

Except the jailer and his pack of cards

And I sit outside watching falling stars

Playing D minor chords on a Spanish guitar