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...