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Let Love Not Weigh Me Down `Ed Harcourt`

Let love not weigh me down Let the cursed air be clean When you`ve lost faith in the human race Let love not weigh me down Let love not cause me pain Let it all seem like a dream And I won`t regret wnat

The Birds Will Sing For Us `Ed Harcourt`

The Birds Will Sing for Us Little girl don't be sad I've set your eyes on fire Don't say I'm a liar that I don't love you Something has brought me down but I won't give up hope It's hard for you

He's Building A Swamp `Ed Harcourt`

He don't live in the city He don't live in a town He lives close to the woodland Building a swamp in the dirty ground So watch me crawl Break down the door I'll nail you to the wooden floor Love won't

Born In The '70s `Ed Harcourt`

I was born the year punk broke Days before the king was dead It was the year of the snake I was a red-faced child Who stumbled where he tread Was kept in orderly file My parents name me Ed I tried my hardest

Metaphorically Yours `Ed Harcourt`

Metaphorically Yours by Ed Harcourt oh baby, can`t you see when you get mad at me your eyes light up your face oh baby, just a minute if both my wrists were sled you`re banish a new style and

When Americans Come To London `Ed Harcourt`

When Americans come to London wearing their clean white shoes The men wear baseball caps and the women they look confused Whenever I travel I try to blend in the crowd Flowing to airports not thinking

Loneliness `Ed Harcourt`

Stays around, won't let you be (loneliness) Corners me in dead-end streets (loneliness) To bring unwanted memories (loneliness) That find their way into my blood stream (loneliness) Loneliness Loneliness

Sister Renee `Ed Harcourt`

Sister Renee Sister Renee, the jack of all trades don't put that hatchet in my back, in my back Watch myself fade on the bed that was made not by Nurse Ratchet but by you, yeah by you Your uniform

The Trapdoor `Ed Harcourt`

years old, tall as a chair Found the trapdoor hidden from sight Fell into the blackness, seemed like hours I hit the ground on a sea of skulls There was no treasure, just stolen souls Taken years ago, down

Atlantic City `Ed Harcourt`

Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night, now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do Now there's trouble

Birds Fly Backwards `Ed Harcourt`

Sad, blue, the world is upside down And birds fly backwards Cats, dogs, fall first upon the ground And birds fly backwards Packed bags in the hallway Where we used to play all day We're hitting the road

You Put A Spell On Me `Ed Harcourt`

Bring you flowers in the morning I don't know what else to do Got a suitcase and a passport But all I really want is you I'm not sure if I can fake it I only write songs when I'm sad But being isn't

This One's For You `Ed Harcourt`

I feel so far away from love 'Cus I can never get enough Like the kid with the cookie jar And if I came back from the grave for a while Would you, could you make a dead man smile I´ll wear you on

God Protect Your Soul `Ed Harcourt`

Well I hope God protects your soul I don't know if you should leave home alone Maybe you've been drinking from the Devil's bowl I can't express myself 'cause I'm not fully grown My heartache, is my mistake

The Storm Is Coming `Ed Harcourt`

Well what starts out as a warm breeze Turns into something more Like the lightning that burns down houses Or the wind that blows down doors Oh I see it in the distance It moves much faster than I think

Bittersweetheart `Ed Harcourt`

Bittersweetheart by Ed Harcourt if I could only see straight I wouldn't be lonley these days I'd drag my body out of this place and every sunday I sleep and pray that my soul will keep for I'll

Whistle Of A Distant Train `Ed Harcourt`

Scream through the silence and over the hills 10 thousand years have gone by Passing the islands and broken down mills The train silhouettes through the skyline Mere emotion, see the ocean Just for one

Still I Dream Of It `Ed Harcourt`

been hard and I'm so tired I feel like eating now Smell the kitchen now, hear the maid whistle a tune my thoughts are fleeting now Still I dream of it of that happy day when I can say I've fallen in love

Wind Through The Trees `Ed Harcourt`

Oh my deserted one You must put down your father's gun When the sundial reaches midday Shut your eyes and then look away Something's wrong, they're all gone I will walk through the long, long grass and

The Hammer And The Nail `Ed Harcourt`

I've been disguised by sunken eye I sleep in cars and shout at stars The killer said I'm not quite dead Replied then I must hide Please don't say I'm stuck in wood That I could sink like metal should And

Until Tomorrow Then `Ed Harcourt`

likely to die Until tomorrow then I guess, it's you I miss 'Cause I just stare at the ceiling My stomach knots and twists You've created this feeling And I may be out of style But do you know what true love

She Fell Into My Arms `Ed Harcourt`

well I burned all my travellers Cheques Just to show you my respect Then I hung myself out to dry And You looked at me and asked me why So I said I don`t mind if I lose Cos if I win ill be so confused

Black Dress `Ed Harcourt`

For days I've searched for the words So I don't make a mess of this I'll trade my eyes for a fleeting wish I woke at 7am The cold air was not becoming This tune I started humming And you lay there so

Little Silver Bullet `Ed Harcourt`

And now I think I want to give it back And I can't get to sleep can't hit the sack I don't need this full moon trying to drag me down Cos I'm possessed by something underground Oh Mr Mephistopheles

Watching The Sun Come Up `Ed Harcourt`

Watching The Sun Come Up by Ed Harcourt You know it feels nice, watching the sun come up and I`ve realized I can never return Oh babe it feels good, watching the sun come up I can attack the day

Jetsetter `Ed Harcourt`

Jetsetter Making an apperance at the club tonight Playing some songs that I think are alright I'm not post-modern just a man who can bark And bite with teeth that leave a mark In the winter your eyes

Sugarbomb `Ed Harcourt`

He threw me through the window I lay bleeding in the glass If that's the way he planned it I sure don't understand it If I hadn't been with you He Probably would have walked past And like a dangerous driver

Attaboy Go Spin A Yarn `Ed Harcourt`

Attaboy, go spin a yarn about the good old days Catching fish laughing aloud out on Compton Bay I'm not one for nostalgia, don't really like the past I'm just a happy man with a ship and a sail and a mast

Paid To Get Drunk `Ed Harcourt`

At the bottom of an empty glass See myself going nowhere fast And the barman tells me it's time to leave But I haven't got time to care If I have so much love to give Where is that will to live Maybe you

Open Book `Ed Harcourt`

It's clear to us this love affair Has self combusted everywhere And I don't feel so debonair My piano collects dust A funeral with no mourners I wish that I'd turned corners To see the signs that warn