My Love Leda - Tiny Ruins

She flew through the doors of the Blue Laundrette

In a rush of warm sheets she was hard to forget

Then in the moment mid cycle and spin

He sang soft as she turned to him

It’s a golden age

Would you be my darling

Love, Leda

Let’s put down everything

For love, Leda

Let’s put down everything

Swept up they lived the week’s double-shift hum

In the gaps in between times leapt their desire

And for their own home there beat the drum

But when the hammer was raised they had to bid higher

They say it’s a golden age

And we’ve one more to feed

My darling love, Leda

Let’s put down everything

For love, Leda

Let’s put down everything

The money’s dried up, she turns on the stairs

It’s all rigged against us, he punches the air

A clean start they whisper and face the roulette

That gold rush, false-feeling, as they place their bet

My love, Leda

Let’s put down everything

My love, Leda

Let’s put down everything

For love, Leda

Let’s put down everything

Everything

Everything

Everything