Elenor Lyrics

Oh take me down to Elenor

The queen of the north side of town

She smokes a pack of reds by day

By night she will ask you around

There's wild weeds that grow her house

Up with the windows and the vines around

Come for the rush of her curling feet

And stay for her books in her mouth

Oh lay me in her bath so neat

And find me the scent of the pines

You want to fall so easily in

And give her the rest of of life

There's a calm blue passing

You've talked all night

Down through the garden and half moon light

Came for the rush of her curling feet

And stayed for an electric life

You wake in rooms of rose and white

To tea and the sound of her creek

She sees you more than a rambling boy

And won't look away when you speak

She has you though your stories told

A million breaks but she's mend with gold

You came for the rush of her curling feet

And grew up the side of her home