All of Your Days Will Be Blessed

With beady black eyes, the bluebird has died It's feathers have dried, it couldn't survive From the winter's grasp, nothing ever lasts But you and I know, the seasons are slow The rivers they froze, the wind always blows Down all our dreams, the engine's out of steam All of your days will be blessed So put on a smile and get dressed Into the void we will fly away from here All of your thoughts will be crowned You'll be the toast of town Into the view of a million crystal spheres Pitchfork in my foot, I tried the best I could Dragging all this wood, with a rusty old fishhook To feed the fire and make our blood flow higher But I'm a stubborn man, the sun needs my command I'm gonna make a stand, condemnd this twisted land I'm sure you'd agree, but I can't leave you see All of your days will be blessed So put on a smile and get dressed Into the void we will fly away from here All of your thoughts will be crowned You'll be the toast of town Into the view of a million crystal spheres All of your days will be blessed So put on a smile and get dressed Into the void we will fly away from here All of your thoughts will be crowned You'll be the toast of town Into the view of a million crystal spheres But you and I know, the seasons are slow The rivers they froze, the wind always blows Down all our dreams, the engine's out of steam --- All of Your Days Will Be Blessed - Ed Harcourt