The Landlord

The Landlord Johnny Flynn I met the landlord, I kept my soul And in of a man he was ashen and coal Spoke quick, confusing, burdened me up Left me for hollow when he'd had his sup I bore all his load til the day that we met And one glimpse of you bent the load from my fret To my frown, to my stern, and then rocking me by And a game and a cheer, on the earth, in the sky So said I to the landlord "I'll not see thee here" And I'll wait for his answer Til the load wasn't there and it never had been And all was before was so distant a dream Til I saw in my friend what had once been my foe And the terrible landlord had all in his tow In his wake and the call of his burning black ship And the wind it was blown from his proud blackened lips And I with my bellows cast clouds through the sky So...