Paul Weller

He's The Keeper

He's the keeper
Of the Lantern
Stone Believer
It's a Passion,
And he knows it
He's the keeper
Hanging wishes
Up upon our stars
As he waits for love
Yes he waits for love.

Flying without a hand
Trying to brave the land
Something about the man
Is about to make a stand!
With nothing but liars and thieves
Trying to purchase thee,
Where are you meant to go
But fly away - high away.

He's the one knight
On a knackered Stallion
His rusty armour
So Undervalued,
Does he know that
He's a reason,
He's asleep now
But never gone,
As he waits for love,
Yes he waits for love

Hanging without a cloud
Hoping to draw a crowd
If he's willing to take a chance
Come on people make a stance.
From tiny acorns grow
All kinds of seekers,
And where are they meant go
But fly away - High away

In the maelstran of indecision
Shine! Believer!
Find the season
He helped to grow it
He's the keeper
Hanging wishes
Up upon our stars
As he waits for love
Yes we wait for love

He's the keeper
Of the Lantern
He's the message
In the midnight
Of your madness,
In the backlog of conversations
We never had
We wait for love
Yes we wait for love.