Derek Jarman Lyrics

Down down to Dungeness

We caught a glimpse of another life

And loved it

Down to the desert state

We hung around and waited

For another life

Mind out where you're going

And put down your phone

There's so little rainful

It's dry as a bone and

It's rude to pick off letters

From Derek Jarman's home

You should leave it alone

That house is a headstone

Shall we catch the little train?

Seemed like a good idea before

But too comical now

Stones into the sea

All those brilliant homes

Those brilliant brilliant homes