Posts Tagged ‘morrissey’

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Everyday Is Like Sunday – Colin Meloy

October 4, 2008

Trudging slowly over wet sand,
back to the bench where your clothes were stolen.
This is the coastal town,
that they forgot to close down.
Armageddon – come armageddon!
Come, armageddon! come!

Everyday is like Sunday.
Everyday is silent and gray.

Hide on the promenade.
Etch a postcard.
How I dearly wish I was not here
In the seaside town
that they forgot to bomb.
Come, come, come – nuclear bomb.

Everyday is like Sunday.
Everyday is silent and gray.

Trudging back over pebbles and sand.
And a strange dust lands on your hands,
and on your face,
on your face,
on your face,
on your face.

Everyday is like Sunday.
Win yourself a cheap tray.
Share some greased tea with me.
Everyday is silent and gray.

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Seasick, Yet Still Docked – Morrissey

July 11, 2008

I am a poor
Freezingly cold soul
So far from where
I intended to go

Scavenging through
Life’s very constant lows
So far from where
I’m determined to go

I wish I knew the way
To reach the one I love
There is no way

I wish I had the charm
To attract the one I love
But you see
I’ve got no charm

Tonight I’ve consumed
Much more than I can hold
All this is
Very clear to you

And you can tell
I have never really loved
You can tell by the way
I sleep all day

And all of my life
No one gave me anything
No one has ever given me anything

My love is as sharp
As a needle in your eye
You must be such a fool
To pass me by