Think Of England (Miss Derringer) Lyrics

In the grip of a winter came love and greed
Insane with faith, I took the driving front seat
In the lowlight comfort of Berlin streets
The calm from emptiness duetted with my body heatI was alone at the front line
The message I was told was to triumph at
The joy of a lifetimeI just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fireI just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fire, the fireIn the twilight hours of nervous rest
I bought the peace before believing the threats
In a foreign field, I cut all regrets
But the boys in stories just repeat themselves in a fucked up messI was alone for the first time
The message I was told was to triumph at
The joy of a lifetimeI just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire, the fireI just can't think of England
I can't see the picture

I'm still running from the fire, the fireI just can't think of England
Can't see the picture
(Ah)
Can't see the picture
(Ah)
Can't see the picture
Songwriters
CORNER, CHRISPublished by
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