Martha Tilston - Pop Art Blue Lyrics

Yeah we were running
And how we were running
Cross the hills in the pop art blue
Buzzards fly above the calm
Circling us as if they knew

If I falter, if I falter
Darling will you reel me in
If I lose it, if I lose it
Will you remind me where we've been

So we were climbing
And how we were climbing
The Cartoon trees up to the sky
And as the sun drops off the page
Gold flew into my eye

Well it's all up from here
It's like I can taste opportunity near

I caught myself on barbed wire
Getting wood for the fire
I was too busy staring at you
You
You

So then we were floating up
We were floating like particles, into the night
High above the factories we hitched a lift on a satellite
And lover will you spin me round
May we never fall back to ground

Well it's all up from here
It's like I can taste opportunities near

I cut myself on barbed wire
Getting wood for the fire
I was too busy staring at you

Well it's all up from here
It's like I can taste opportunity near

I cut myself on barbed wire
Getting wood for the fire
I was too busy staring at you
You
You

Beautiful you
Rating you
Glowing you
Rating you
You
You
You

Gold flew, gold flew, into my eyes that day
Gold flew, gold flew into my heart that day
As we
Ride across the hills in the pop art blue
Ride across the hills in the pop art blue