Falklands - Brasstronaut

Why climb into my tree

To get a better view

Of roots growing beneath my ground

Why dive into my lake

To get a closer look

At fish swimming beneath your wrecks

And it’s only a matter of time my friend

Till we reach the logic’s end

Till I can no longer pretend

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

Feed you from my hand

Help you with your plan

If only to get rid of it

Feed you from my hand

Help you when I can

Only to get rid of it

Why should I do

What you want me to

When it’s only for a week or two

Why should I stay

When you push me away

Hoping for a brighter day

And it’s only a matter of time my friend

Till we reach the logic’s end

Till I can no longer pretend

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

I jump, I duck, I dive, I swing

Feed you from my hand

Help you with your plan

If only to get rid of it

Feed you from my hand

Help you when I can

Only to get rid of it

Your eyes are like

Harriers in the night

Stalking the Falklands