Afternoons Lyrics & Chords By Philip Larkin

When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy's been swinging them. But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay ...read more

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was Green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb ...read more

If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through her straws, breaking my bandaged string, If the red tickle as the cattle calve ...read more

When the morning was waking over the war He put on his clothes and stepped out and he died, The locks yawned loose and a blast blew them wide, He dropped where he loved on the...read more

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the...read more