"The Fly" lyrics

"The Fly"

Little fly
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brushed away

Am I not
A fly like thee?
Or art thou not
A man like me?

For I dance
And drink, and sing
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing

If thought is life
And strength and breath
And the want
Of thought is death

Then I am
A happy fly
If I live
Or if I die


Writer(s): William Blake, Philippe Jacques Marie Hersant
EP: "Pelicans We" (2015)
Cosmo Sheldrake - Pelicans We EP cover
You May Also Like
Glass Animals - "Toes" Put your hand down, boy Welcome to my zoo Put your head inside My big black wild while I can still help you See the snake-baboon Funky, chic and smooth Honey can you spy The divine ape-swine 'Cause...
Tally Hall - "Misery Fell" Misery fell on the town when they lost all their looks Spent all those years with their jobs and their scholarly books With no one to share all their thoughts and their worldly-to-bes, oh no They got...
Autoheart - "We Can Build A Fire" In my imagination there is pure elation I can build a fire I can build a fire Do you see the way they're starting to look at me? I can take 'em higher I am not a liar Send me out an SOS, so I can...
Saint Motel - "You're Nobody Till Somebody Wants You Dead" You're nobody 'til somebody wants you dead Yeah, you're nobody 'til somebody wants you dead And the list it grows and grows and grows and grows And gro-o-o-o-ows Until it's everyone you've ever-...
Fish In A Birdcage - "Rule #3 - Paperwork" The sun hides in its bed, as the warm resonation of a wayward writer's guitar meets the air with anticipation of its morning debut. The receiving ears lay unknowingly in silence, preparing for the...