Silk Tail Higher

Intro

April wind (April wind)

Two sticks and a bin liner fly

The roof is ours till dark

No homework worth this sky tonight

The block looks small from here

Chorus

Kite weather (Kite weather)

Silk tail higher than the bell

String sings happy on my palm

Up it goes. The roofs turn small

We laugh until the spool runs out

Nothing weighs a thing up there (Kite weather)

Drop

Kite weather

Point of no looking down

Verse

Sixth floor flat

Bin liner wings

Two sticks tied with her thread

The scarf's the tail. It used to dry

Her hair on Sundays by the sink

Now it flies instead

Pre-Chorus

Look up

Look far

Watch the sparrows dip below

Past us

Past tiles

Past everything that stays on ground

Chorus

Kite weather (Kite weather)

Silk tail higher than the bell

String sings happy on my palm

Up it goes. The roofs turn small

We laugh until the spool runs out

Nothing weighs a thing up there (Kite weather)

Drop

Kite weather

The scarf is airborne now

Verse 2

String burns bright

Under my glove

The kid screams so the pigeons leave

He holds it all. I hold his coat

One tug. The wind agrees with us

And takes the whole thing up

Pre-Chorus

Look up

Look far

Watch the sparrows dip below

Past us

Past tiles

Past everything that stays on ground

Chorus

Kite weather (Kite weather)

Silk tail higher than the bell

String sings happy on my palm

Up it goes. The roofs turn small

We laugh until the spool runs out

Nothing weighs a thing up there (Kite weather)

Drop

Kite weather

The scarf is airborne now

Bridge

Bright scarf

Blue thread

Full sail

He thinks it's mine (He thinks it's mine)

It never flew (It never flew)

I'm thirty-four

First flight. His too.

We're even

Chorus

Kite weather (Kite weather)

Silk tail higher than the bell

String sings happy on my palm

Up it goes. The roofs turn small

We laugh until the spool runs out

Nothing weighs a thing up there (Kite weather)

Drop

Kite weather

Point of no looking down

Outro

Dusk

The spool winds in

The scarf sleeps on the nail by the door (By the door)

Ready

Next Saturday

The wind will still be there