I watched a flood on my TV today I couldn't say from where Just another flood on my TV I wasn't bothered it was far away Worlds away from here From my
It was a mild and lively evening at the end of May I had run out for one quick coffee at the corner cafe I must have looked a little tense and over-worked
I have looked at it from every scientific point of view Been through all the possibilities And looked at every stat and every clue I have put myself
(feat. Teitur) Our minds run in circles Racing ?round the restaurant Searching for what more to say To say what we really want Let?s leave it like it
The Fallen Madonna Stripped from the clothes she once wore Gone from a saint to a whore Beautiful girl Where were your eyes? The Fallen Madonna Benched
Where are you now, my friend? Pulling your bike past their windows again? You know they won?t let you in You don?t change the city The city changes you
I met a friend in a bar last night A girl from a far away past We counted and worked out that it'd been more than seven years Since we saw each other
Who's gonna sing the song of change If no one can imagine life outside the beaten track? And who's gonna stop a running train If no one cares to dwell
Driving up the coast Eyes on the road Nowhere in particular to go Eyes on the road You asked me what's my philosophy And I say "Well there is one thing
I don't do this sort of thing, I said As he leaned in and ran his fingers through my hair I could tell he didn't believe me And I could tell from his
She was standing at the barrier by security check That was as far as they'd let her Trails of mascara down her cheeks and her neck Worried her loved one
Tell mama You'll be ok Tell her stay calm Tell daddy It's much to late To twist your arm It's time To go find something that's yours That no one can
Oh, when lovers meet A crowded bar To an empty street He takes her hand She shuts her eyes Who would've thought that we could reach these heights? Oh
It's late in the afternoon The light falls through the window It's draws a cross Above my bed Where you're on a different moon Where violent winds
Another evening on your own You wander round your perfect home You watch the silent furniture you carefully picked out earlier this year You wonder
I'm flying over London on a cold November night The river snakes across the vast ocean of electric lights Fast and weightless like this marvel in the
When my patience has stormed out the door When my confidence is up against the wall When my nails're all bitten down and not one second before That
It always had to look good It always had to be perfect It always had to look easy So tell me now was it worth it? You stand in the doorway With