:: Everything But The girl ::

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album: Eden (1984)

album: Everything But The Girl (1984)

album: Love Not Money (1985)


::Each And Everyone 

If you ever feel the time to drop me a loving line 
maybe you should just think twice 
I don't wait around on your advice 
You tell me I can go this far, but no more 
Try to show me heaven and then slam the door 
You offer shelter at a price much too dear 
And your kind of love's the kind that soon disappears 

So don't brag how you have changed 
And everything's been rearranged 
I thought all that was over and done 
But I still get the same from Each and Everyone 
Being kind is just a way to keep me under your thumb 
and I can cry because that's something we've always done 
you tell me I'm free of the past now and all those lies 
then offer me the same thing in a different guise

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:: Bittersweet

don't talk to me in that familiar way
when the keys are in my hand
don't say that everything is here to stay
and I must try to understand
when I'm trying not look into your eyes
trying not to listen to your lies
trying just to keep hold of myself
ho but it's hard when you leave me on the shelf

you say I set a path for you to follow
and I've already given in
but I only meant for you to taste not swallow
where I end is where you must begin
so try not to look into their eyes
try not to listen to their lies
try just to keep hold of yourself
oh I know it's hard when they leave you on their shelf

she's such a sweet girl
free of the taints of this world
think that's a compliment
done be so full of sentiment
why you worship sweetness
what virtue's there in weakness
being pushed about is nothing much to shout about I know

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:: Tender Blue

and still he lies awake at night
restless while every silence screams
and still she sleep turned to the wall
he fears the onslaught of his dream

touches her back but she doesn't stir
then round her hand his finger close
feeling the ring that cost more than the car
all of those questions that never arose

and still she lies awake at night 
silently stares at the bedroom wall
feeling his hand dare to touch her back
it's been a month since ha started to paint the hall

and brightly burns the landing light
the baby's screaming down the hall
she shuts her eyes and she shuts her ears
she's had up to here because it's not his baby after all

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::Another Bridge

Your words stung me to the heart 
I hadn't even noticed how far we had drifted apart 
can I still count you as a friend 
or have I done to much now to ever make amends 
cause I once needed just an open mind 
well that's no reason why I now should leave you behind 

A word from out of the blue 
reminds me how much I once needed you 
oh but that's all in the past now 
so much that I can scarcely remember how 
I once needed just a hand to hold 
cause now the few times we meet 
all I sense is a love grown cold 

you can't hold on to everything 
and I've forgotten what we talked about a long time since 
can't recall days with regret 
tomorrow remember today 
and all the rest forget 

cause time's gone by and all the things we did 
are now so much water under another bridge

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:: The Spice Of Life

something has come between me and the world that knew 
what I thought wild last is falling apart in the face of something new 
how can I explain that I had no choice
the sound of the waves fills her ears and drowns out my voice 
and I'm just too far away for her to believe what I say 
she couldn't hear me, she wouldn't listen anyway

how can I write a letter the post is so slow
if I'm to disappoint her then that's something she ought to know 
I can just hear her voice fall as I wait here alone
how can so much harm be done by just two minutes spent on the phone 
you say that things will get better
but she would hate me if I let her
and she reads so much in every word that I say

I thought that being apart would lust bring us some variety
but after some time it seems clear that she's changed in a different way from me 
and I would like to shout at someone but no one's to blame
it's just her it's just me and everything that is 
just not the same
sometimes I would turn back the clock 
and recapture all that we've lost 
but I couldn't give up all that we have today

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:: The Dustbowl

spending time with him again
intending to put things back when they were alright
just when we reach dry land why must it all get out of hand again tonight drinking till my tongue got loose
and thinking that the way it used to be was wrong
staying till the evening's wrecked
by saying things just for effect, went on too long

I used to think that you were all that kept me sane 
when all else failed 
now I think you were
probably what drove me off the rails

talking with our voices raised
walking home to silent days and tears 
I said would rather shout
for after all what's love to cry about
I used to think you would hold out best of us all 
am I flattering myself
or was I the one who made you cynical?

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:: Even So

if I say I'll always stay by your side
stupid things say some night
can you tell me I am wrong till I cry
tell me do you have the right
if I say that seas could never sweep me
overboard and far away
do you still say you wouldn't try to keep me
if I lost the will to stay

you won't promise this will last much longer
than the time it takes to stay
you excuse is that my heart's much stronger
and some of you love has been drained away

I can't bear it when the tears fill your eyes
And I've said too much once more
don't be angry now you must realise
my only fear's of losing something I adore 

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:: Soft Touch

there's a brown shirt swapped for a thin blue tie
there's a black truth swapped for a thin blue lie 
there's a slim man courting a clean cut dream 
there's a slim man courting a wide extreme 
there's a flay-blown flag in a dry-bone town 
there will be no ships because they've all gone down 
there's a man with a medal but he'll never sleep 
there are guns in his head, they say the war was cheap 
there are heaped up dreams on the mounds of slag 
there are moped up tears as the hours drag 
there's a suitcase gone and there's an empty drawer 
there's a broken cup lying on the floor
there are questions asked in we house tonight 
there's a wife been involved in a pillow fight 
there's a husband were who she hardly knows 
there's a patched up dream for a winter rose 
there's a soft touch finally come to blows

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::Frost And Fire 

You take the name of a man you hardly know 
and then you grow up and that name has to go 
married with kids and they don't want to know 
about the dreams you had let go 
You're still waiting for a knight in shining armour 
to steal you against your will 
and while you're waiting and doing no harm 
you know there's plenty of time to kill 
when you say you wouldn't change a day 
makes me wonder where I went astray 
satisfied with things that leave me tired we're as unlike as Frost and Fire 

And now yourself you start to see in me 
pictures of things you could've been 
torches I find I am bearing for you 
when you know you could've carried them too 
we give up so easily what little they leave us to lose 
and if I didn't have the fire to struggle 
I could freeze your shoes 
when you say you wouldn't change a day 
makes me wonder where I went astray 
satisfied with things that leave me tired 
We're as unlike as Frost and Fire

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:: Sean 


there's a belfast girl i loved and lost
on the rolling hills around my home
now she stays home nights behind locked doors
since a plastic bullet stopped him
and he don't come no more

there's a belfast boy was loved and lost
on the crowded streets of his own home town
pepper my heart with a lover's words
and i'll pepper yours with a getlin gun

mother my heart is full of lead
and it weighs me down and i just can't cry
remember me to schoolboy friends
and tell it as it was, please try

so come by my boy and sit you down
there's a tale to hear, a tale to tell this town
you say the devil will get me some day
you can tell him i'm waiting
cause these are the things i must say

mother my heart is full of lead
and life holds few surprises too
tell that to the little ones
before they learn to leaugh at you

mother my heart is full of lead
and it weighs me down and i just can't cry
remember me to schoolboy friends
and tell it as it was, please try

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