Kate Bush - Night Of The Swallow [Instrumental]

[@Lighthazzles]

Absolutely beautiful track, I love it thanks. Ive had this vinyl since 1984. A masterpiece.

[@amethyst_and_lace]

The night doesn't like it Looks just like your face on the moon to me And I won't let you do What you want to do It's funny how, even now, you're laughing. I won't let you do it! If you go, I'll let the law know And they'll head you off when you touch the ground Ooh, please, don't go through with this I don't like the sound of it It's funny how, even now, you're miles away I won't let you do it I won't let you do it I won't let you go through with it! Meet them over at Dover I'll just pilot the motor Take them over the water With a hired plane And no names mentioned Tonight's the night of the flight Before you know I'll be over the water Like a swallow There's no risk I'll whisk them up in no moonlight And though pigs can fly They'll never find us Posing as the night And I'm home before the morning In Malta, catch a swallow For all of the guilty to set them free Wings fill the window And they beat and bleed They hold the sky on the other side of borderlines Meet them over at Dover I'll just pilot the motor Take them over the water Like a swallow flying to Malta With a hired plane And no names mentioned Tonight's the night of the flight Before you know I'll be over the water Like a swallow There's no risk I'll whisk them up in no moonlight And though pigs can fly They'll never find us Posing as the night And I'm home before the morning Give me a break! Oh, let me try! Give me something to show For my miserable life! Give me something to take! Would you break even my wings Just like a swallow? Let me, let me go With a hired plane And no names mentioned Tonight's the night of the flight Before you know I'll be over the water Like a swallow There's no risk I'll whisk them up in no moonlight And though pigs can fly They'll never find us Posing as the night And I'm home before the morning With a hired plane And no names mentioned Tonight's the night of the flight Before you know I'll be over the water Like a swallow There's no risk I'll whisk them up in no moonlight And though pigs can fly They'll never find us Posing as the night And I'm home before the morning But you're not a swallow!