Eyeless in Holloway

The above lyrics are very close. Good job! Here are the correct ones, as transcribed from Johnny's handwritten notes in the vinyl booklet.

There's a man at hand There's a way between With the sinking sand And a crooked dream Collared off at the molten age of nine Summoned up for walking down the line

They lost eyes in old city streets Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek

Filled his boots And he tipped his cap And a root-de-toot With the boss and that Told a girl of the summer by the sea Said to her, "Would you like to go with me?" "When there's time." And the conker drops And the signals changes From a-hard to soft In with changes, always out with time Nothing left but walking down the line

They lost eyes in old city streets Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek

Drag your looseness through the den And come out less with sporting when Mould to fit and you'd be feeling now She is when and he is always how

Then a sweetness and it's sweeter scented And the fury's swimming till the fury's vented And lost in form might be to lost in time What join the dots might be to walk the line

They lost eyes in old city streets Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek They lost eyes in old city streets Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek They lost eyes in old city streets Where the funeral pyres burned the last of the meek