Lyrics Blue Swan - Cleaners from Venus

Rose, bay, willow herb
Growing in a crack by the railway track
Dusty sun on a red brick wall
Summer's gone and the diesel's horn will
Call me away

Pale blue brewer's moon
Glowing like a ghost in the afternoon
There's a tizzy in the town on a Friday night
People running 'round in a frantic flight and
I'm on my way

Shine a light in your hall
Wave to me from your window
When the leaves go brown
As the gin goes down
And the blue swan flies away

Ship stands waiting by
Gazing at the trains as the tide gets high
There's a gale wind in from the estuary
Somewhere must be a storm at sea
But she's home and dry

Doors slam, whistle blows
River rising up where the long grass grows
Then the wheel is thrown and the station shifts
Out of sight as the vision drifts and
I'm on my own

And shine a light in your hall
Wave to me from your window
When the leaves go brown
As the gin goes down
And the blue swan flies away
Shine a light in your hall
Wave to me from your window
When the leaves go brown
As the gin goes down
And the blue swan flies away