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The Storm Is Coming `Ed Harcourt`

Yes this storm will wreak much havoc Bring my sanity to the brink Once I was so young and careless Never strayed much from the path Now I find myself in trouble Never knowing when to laugh And as my eyes

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

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

Last Of The Troubadors `Ed Harcourt`

Over my dead body People place the flowers Meetings in the lobby Lemonade turned sour Nobody is happy anymore Last of the troubadours I played in every ballroom A shadow of a man My guitar was an heirloom

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

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

Sleepyhead `Ed Harcourt`

I'm a sleepyhead I'm always tired I'm a sleepyhead with no desire To face the same old day Go to the same old place And yawn there and back again And the night is cold, my favourite time And the day is

Coal Black Heart `Ed Harcourt`

There's a scarecrow in the field But it don't scare those crows away I'm so happy on my own at home I listen to the static of my record player Sometimes you have to have a break Feed the ducks out on the

Undertaker Strut `Ed Harcourt`

Undertaker Strut Down in the valley where the river flows There's a man with a long black coat Rain is falling and clouds that are black On the coffin that starts to float Children they cry When

T Bone Tombstone `Ed Harcourt`

Is it wrong to sing a sad sad song To tell a story that is much too long 'Bout a man who made his way back home And found his name on an old tombstone Nobody knew who he was Why he came and for what cause

Blackwoods Back Home `Ed Harcourt`

There is something in the blackwoods Going in cannot be good All these branches pull me in Notify my next of kin I smell the death tonight It makes me feel so scared, uneasy The darkness blinds the sight

Loneliness `Ed Harcourt`

In an empty cinema (loneliness) When your old friends drift apart (loneliness) Wandering round the house in the dark (lonelines) Faded glory of a broken star (loneliness) Loneliness Loneliness What would

Shadowboxing `Ed Harcourt`

Hanging off the bridge by a fingernail Trapped in the harbour when the ship set sail Boy you're one card short of the pack Begging for your baby to take you back Stubbed a cigarette out on his hand Scrawls

Hanging With The Wrong Crowd `Ed Harcourt`

Hey baby Jane, you have been climbing down the drain And you run in the rain to the playground climbing frame And the air seems so good and moist and cool When you meet him by the swimming pool What's

Good Friends Are Hard To Find `Ed Harcourt`

I wish you all the more success More than I could ever have I wish you most happiness Good friends are hard to find Don't make the mistakes I've made And if you do, don't be afraid The greatest

Lately I've Been Feeling Rather Strange `Ed Harcourt`

The mob has no rules. The mobhas no rules. Outstanding citizen shows off his mob. But is in fear of ridicule, when surrounded by fools. Lately, I’ve been feeling rather strange.

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

Until Tomorrow Then `Ed Harcourt`

If the world did end Would you be my apocalyptic friend? Until tomorrow then If the skies did fall Would you pick up my last call?

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

Beneath The Heart Of Darkness `Ed Harcourt`

Beneath the heart of darkness Lies an old machine that's dying Spluttering like an army of artillery sporadically firing The roots of the house are cracking, caving in There's no way out, it's trapped

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

Only Happy When You'Re High `Ed Harcourt`

It's funny, losing our minds, and irony is dead. It's been for a long time. Forgetful, I miss place your name. I've met you before, when I'm just insane. You took all the drugs, they made you worse.

Weary & Bleary Eyed `Ed Harcourt`

hear birds calling my name What I would give to send them away Cos I'm still awake and weary and bleary eyed I switched on my bedside light Took out my shotgun instead Fired twenty rounds of pure lead The

Something To Live For `Ed Harcourt`

She's moving like a forest fire Leaving no part unscathed Too young to be as jaded as I am But old enough to feel the strain I hope that I can hold on to The beauty that I'll never match The never-ending

The Music Box `Ed Harcourt`

The Music Box sung by Ed Harcourt The music box is all that's left in the empty house Must've left it when they moved out In a hurry to flee the town Armoured tanks broke through all the soldier's

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

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

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

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

She Fell Into My Arms `Ed Harcourt`

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 But that`s not what you`d expect From the