(Browne/Maitland) He wants her She leads him on and on He just can't escape A thousand years of evolution Build at once into confusion He watches Her
(Browne/Maitland/Glenister) How can I explain how it came to be It wasn't over night while I couldn't sleep I can still remember how it used to be Oh, '
(Browne/Maitland) Opens the show, the devil you know You're better off staying at home High on the grass and the lebanese Lying at home, what do you know
(Browne/Maitland) There was a time we saw life Like it had no end And no darkness in our days For our sins you walk in And everything changed Now we stare
(Browne/Glenister) Body sops and parking lots No time to stop It's another normal day Self esteem and Windowlene You're squeaky clean There's nothing
(Browne/Maitland) Sometimes When I finally reach the end of the day Where I've been I couldn't say Meantime I repeat myself in this familiar scene Like
(Browne/Maitland) Midas was sitting alone on the brink It was only his time he was wasting Holding a photograph framed with silver He just couldn't turn
we might fade How many ribbons could we untie? How many pleasures do we deny? I guess the river's finally run dry Oh I've got to let you go All those pictures
(Browne/Glenister) She thinks the world and his dog Should walk up her street Maybe she's on to something She keeps her head in the limelight Wasting
(Browne/Woods) Help me I'm shameless I thought I'd forget her but I'd never bettered myself Headstrong & blameless I thought I'd be stronger the longer
(Browne/Maitland/Glenister) Recall, return Relive and learn All of our memories In summer nights We've put it right Tumbled down into it I know they're
(Maitland/Glenister) Good morning - it's raining Everything you ever said - Yeah But, this morning, the way it's falling Nothing's landing on my head
(Browne) Slap on the back For the man with the sand in his hair Spinning with sound As you're feeling around for the change Twist off the top Even though
(Browne/Glenister) So nonchalant Hoping to find Stories you hear Taught to you in your mind There's life to be lived Days to be tasted Gifts to be gived
(browne) Picking up all the pieces Because you never thought that this life Could treat you this rough You say that there's no point in going out again
(maitland) I was thinking of you yesterday And I swear you were almost here You were only around for a second say But it seemed like years And we called
(Browne/Glenister) Heart says I have to try For all the wherefores All the whys Head says I'll be lying Like a building fell to the ground The glass foundations
(browne/maitland) Like a holy floor That you walk over Like an open sore Needs to be bandaged I need you here Like a little child Has an open mind Too
