Za's Stair - Run, Davey Durrits Lyrics

Run, Davey Durrits
Through the junk and jive
They cling to Dare, though not alive

Brass and conundrum
Swamp the stately vain
The cannonball is waiting
To fire at them again

Varlets and preachers
Clad in like attire
Reach for the beacon
So soon to expire

So run Davey Durrits
Through the clash and stain
The oft-relit candle
Is burning in vain

Run, Davey Durrits
The hour is slumped with age
She knows you are coming
Yet still she delays

Run, Davey Durrits
The hour is slumped with age
She knows you are coming
Yet still she delays