All The Dogs Are Lying Down - Johnny Flynn

I saw prayers being made with

Plastic rosaries

Carpets laid

No thought for furniture

All the dogs are lying down

All the dogs are lying

All the dogs are lying down

All the dogs are lying

As I crept 'way with cracking bones

The steeple rose the way unknown

The steeple has set me down

I listen to the furnished ground

She said soft things, said, «One who lay»

I turn to see the one turned gray

An ash burnt brim with nought he wept

But to the ground my ear had bent

Said softer things and as hath I

The while my horse had run a mile

And lying in the black I wept

For ne’er a lad so wayward crept

Listening hard I felt too young

The wayward saw with older tongues

Screws on screws on left down lip

I’ll burn my day, rue my night

Lost in the battle and found in the fight

Three bought flash tame

Jump up sick flames

One left and one gone

Nine left and I’m gone

I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone

I saw prayers being made with, plastic rosaries

Carpets laid, no thought for furniture

All the dogs are lying down

All the dogs are lying

All the dogs are lying down

All the dogs are lying