Lyrics
At the dusty road's divide
We took the left fork for a mile
To reach a black cast iron gate
And as the rusty hinges yawned
Through the trees we saw a pathway to the old estate
Stone lions alone, can't keep us out
While eagles and crows are sleeping
We follow the road, open mouth
We watched as the old place breathed its last
Yellow diggers in a row
Coughed back into life and stretched a gulp the dusty sunlight
Through the rafters through the brick
Tree leaves fall and push the past out through the broken skylight
Stone lions in rows, rising up
In driveways and concrete gardens
Stone lions alone, guarding us
Gargoyles and long lost pardons
Stone eagles and crows, flying off
To rumor forgotten places
Stone lions alone, stare at us
And into our new born faces
Stone lions in rows...
Stone lions alone...
Stone guards creep across, the terraces
Keystones and backstreet places
Dust fossils and mud, perishes
Into our new born faces
