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Taciturn
02:52
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Taciturn
These words are not the ones I want to say
Deferred, it won't hurt to wait another day
With the daylight low and the hours growing few
These busy hands find lesser things to do
In my head, rehearsing endless hours awake
But instead, intention fades behind mistake
With the nightfall comes a chance I will betray
There are always less important things to say
And it's the same thing every night
It seems the time is never right
With the sun already stealing you away
When it comes up again
He's been waiting to hear the truth
She just needed to see the proof
If there were a way to explain, you might understand
But it never comes out quite as planned
I stare at the floor and wait for this awkward spell to end
I just hope I can say it then
And it comes up again
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Spear Hill
For all the comforts I have known
And I’ve known a few
It’s the places I feel safest that
Come clearest into view
When I envision life ‘til now, and
When I prepare for what’s to come
Because the place I’m going means
As much to me as where I’m from
And when I’m gone, I’m home
And where I’m going, you won’t miss me anymore
Everyone is coming with me in my mind
It’s an odyssey we’ve all been on before
I’ve found a place to lie somewhere
I’ve found a place to run and hide somewhere
For all the favor I’ve been shown
And it seems to be
Though we never hit the bottom
I have the only thing I need
When at last, it’s time to leave
And I promise not until
There will be no need to search for me
I’ll be atop Spear Hill
No matter where I go, I’m gone
If I’m forgiven for the things that I’ve done wrong
Though it seems the trip is endless; a lifetime
It’s an oddity I’ve treasured all along, that
I’ve found a place to lie somewhere
I’ve found a place to run and hide somewhere
I’ve found a place to waste some time somewhere
I’ve found a place to lie
And when I’m gone, I’m home
And where I’m going, you won’t miss me anymore
I’ve found a place to lie
I’ve found a place to run and hide
I’ve found a place to waste some time
I’ve found a place to die
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Mel + Rita
He’s got dark circles underneath his eyes
Unrecognized he hides behind
A carefully crafted guise
Until now, he’d never seen her face before
She’s not concerned with what the boys might say
The girls, determined to destroy her
Intent on always getting in the way
It’s not the first time she’s been in this place before
Warmth belies sad eyes
A cold wind breathes relief
Combined at night, in the winter
Out of nowhere, something right
They didn’t even have to try
It happens just like that sometimes
They didn’t have to speak
He took his knife out of its sheath
And carved upon the hardwood floor
“Mel + Rita Evermore”
Warmth belies sad eyes
A cold wind breathes relief
Combined at night, in the winter
Out of nowhere, something right
He just froze and she took his hand in hers
As the wind relieved the building of its roof
The dread storm overhead the undeniable proof they need
He let her take the lead
She posed and he put her shape to paper
As the violent sky above them set the scene
The fires felt, at first, a dream
But the ashes fell like lake-effect snow
If it weren’t for us
The world may never know
Warmth belies sad eyes
A cold wind breathes relief
Combined at night, in the winter
Out of nowhere, something right
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Everyday Is Like Sunday
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 grey
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 grey
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 grey
All lyrics copyright Steven Patrick Morrissey.
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