Текст песни Fair-Weather Friend - Mark Wilkinson

There's an energy I'm drawn to
It's been tugging at my sleeve again
But I can't make out all the words
As they come crackling down the line
All the colours like a butterfly arrive in your space again
Like a dancer in the air, like some multi-coloured flame

But we are more than just these fragments and these hours
Your spirit spilling over galaxies abounds

I am no fair-weather friend
I won't lay down until the story ends
Though they're holding all those cards
Well I still feel like the lucky one

See the lightning on the ridgeline the storm is coming round again
But it's moving pretty slow I think we're safe here for the night
I know you find it hard to sleep with all the flashes and the rumbling
But I will wake you if I notice something moving in the dark

And I will be here through these fragments and these hours
Follow your spirit over miles and miles and miles

I am no fair-weather friend
I won't lay down until the story ends
Though they're holding all those cards

Well I still feel like the lucky one
Whenever you're around

I am no fair-weather friend
I won't lay down until the story ends
Though they're holding all those cards

Well I still feel like the lucky one
Whenever you're around