All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed Ed Harcourt

All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed by Ed Harcourt with beady black eyes, the bluebird has died it's feathers have dried, it couldn't survive from the winter's grasp, nothing ever lasts but you and i

All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed Ed Harcourt(에드 하드코트)

our dreams, the engine\'s out of steam All of your days will be blessed So put on a smile and get dressed Into the void we will fly away from here All of your thoughts will be crowned You\'ll be

The Ghosts Parade Ed Harcourt

I slept for 19 days and always the sky was dreaming And when I chose to wake my eyes were red and streaming The ghosts parade the house I'm lost in a place of madness I wont ever venture out I'm shackled

Ghostwriter Ed Harcourt

Hey - they're the voices in my head Hey - put your money where your head lays Hey - never sleep in your bed Hey - organise random chaos Hey - sinking deep in the sand Hey - link your arm to span

The Birds Will Sing For Us Ed Harcourt

The Birds Will Sing for Us Little girl don't be sad I've set your eyes on fire Don't say I'm a liar that I don't love you Something has brought me down but I won't give up hope It's hard for you

Bittersweetheart Ed Harcourt

Bittersweetheart by Ed Harcourt if I could only see straight I wouldn't be lonley these days I'd drag my body out of this place and every sunday I sleep and pray that my soul will keep for I'll

Watching The Sun Come Up Ed Harcourt

Watching The Sun Come Up by Ed Harcourt You know it feels nice, watching the sun come up and I`ve realized I can never return Oh babe it feels good, watching the sun come up I can attack the day

Good Friends Are Hard To Find Ed Harcourt

I wish you all the more success More than I could ever have I wish you most happiness Good friends are hard to find Don't make the mistakes I've made And if you do, don't be afraid The greatest

Let Love Not Weigh Me Down Ed Harcourt

I can`t forget Let love not cause you pain So let your beaut blid my vision Let it move me `til I die And the seeds of despair won`t be fruits that I bear Let the beauty blind my vision So shed all the

Sister Renee Ed Harcourt

Sister Renee Sister Renee, the jack of all trades don't put that hatchet in my back, in my back Watch myself fade on the bed that was made not by Nurse Ratchet but by you, yeah by you Your uniform

Black Dress Ed Harcourt

For days I've searched for the words So I don't make a mess of this I'll trade my eyes for a fleeting wish I woke at 7am The cold air was not becoming This tune I started humming And you lay there so

Loneliness Ed Harcourt

In an empty cinema (loneliness) When your old friends drift apart (loneliness) Wandering round the house in the dark (lonelines) Faded glory of a broken star (loneliness) Loneliness Loneliness What would

Until Tomorrow Then Ed Harcourt

'Cause I just stare at the ceiling My stomach knots and twists You've created this feeling And I may be out of style But do you know what true love is?

Metaphorically Yours Ed Harcourt

Metaphorically Yours by Ed Harcourt oh baby, can`t you see when you get mad at me your eyes light up your face oh baby, just a minute if both my wrists were sled you`re banish a new style and

Coal Black Heart Ed Harcourt

There's a scarecrow in the field But it don't scare those crows away I'm so happy on my own at home I listen to the static of my record player Sometimes you have to have a break Feed the ducks out on the

Visit From The Dead Dog Ed Harcourt

Visit From The Dead Dog - Ed Harcourt Got a visit from the dead dog He slept at the end of my bed last night He could tell I was fading And somehow fighting against the light Everyday when I open

This One's For You Ed Harcourt

dead man smile I´ll wear you on my arm like a brand new scar My oh my oh my I've had a few My oh my oh my this one's for you My heart is on it's sleeve I need you to believe that the dark times will

Angels On Your Body Ed Harcourt

There's angels on your body, baby You look so good Strangers turn their heads to see You dance through the silver wood I would cut my heart out And nail it on to those who doubt The angels on your body

Apple Of My Eye Ed Harcourt

When you're on your own You walk in the rain You walk around the house Then walk around it again You pretend you're happy That you've got it all But don't be upset If you fall on your knees And

Wind Through The Trees Ed Harcourt

Oh my deserted one You must put down your father's gun When the sundial reaches midday Shut your eyes and then look away Something's wrong, they're all gone I will walk through the long, long grass and

Still I Dream Of It Ed Harcourt

Time for supper now, day's been hard and I'm so tired I feel like eating now Smell the kitchen now, hear the maid whistle a tune my thoughts are fleeting now Still I dream of it of that happy day when

Born In The '70s Ed Harcourt

I was born the year punk broke Days before the king was dead It was the year of the snake I was a red-faced child Who stumbled where he tread Was kept in orderly file My parents name me Ed I tried my hardest

Shanghai Ed Harcourt

sanitary I'll go out trawler fishing, yeah we'll have tuna steak I'm on a special mission, for us to have a break We'll climb the corporate buildings Spray-paint the outside walls You bet that they'll be

Paid To Get Drunk Ed Harcourt

At the bottom of an empty glass See myself going nowhere fast And the barman tells me it's time to leave But I haven't got time to care If I have so much love to give Where is that will to live Maybe you

God Protect Your Soul Ed Harcourt

Well I hope God protects your soul I don't know if you should leave home alone Maybe you've been drinking from the Devil's bowl I can't express myself 'cause I'm not fully grown My heartache, is my mistake

Something To Live For Ed Harcourt

She's moving like a forest fire Leaving no part unscathed Too young to be as jaded as I am But old enough to feel the strain I hope that I can hold on to The beauty that I'll never match The never-ending

Atlantic City Ed Harcourt

blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state and the DA can't get no relief Gonna be

Strangers Ed Harcourt

Deliciously I drink up all your tears On a piano out of tune I sit and persevere Deliriously I eat up all your words And jumble them around Til they become absurd Remember how it was They said

Blackwoods Back Home Ed Harcourt

There is something in the blackwoods Going in cannot be good All these branches pull me in Notify my next of kin I smell the death tonight It makes me feel so scared, uneasy The darkness blinds the sight

Attaboy Go Spin A Yarn Ed Harcourt

Attaboy, go spin a yarn about the good old days Catching fish laughing aloud out on Compton Bay I'm not one for nostalgia, don't really like the past I'm just a happy man with a ship and a sail and a mast

Only Happy When You'Re High Ed Harcourt

It's funny, when losing your head It feels like in a hospital bed. It's funny, losing our minds, and irony is dead. It's been for a long time. Forgetful, I miss place your name.

Alligator Boy Ed Harcourt

Alligator boy, get back in the swamp Alligator boy, you're looking so scared Alligator boy, get back in the swamp Alligator boy, you're looking so scaley Flicking your tail from side to side with a sick

Shadowboxing Ed Harcourt

Hanging off the bridge by a fingernail Trapped in the harbour when the ship set sail Boy you're one card short of the pack Begging for your baby to take you back Stubbed a cigarette out on his hand Scrawls

Bleed A River Deep Ed Harcourt

Bleed a River Deep When the clock strikes dead on midnight Books fly through the hall All the lampshades turn and rotate She walks through the wall With hands in pockets I search for rockets that

Sugarbomb Ed Harcourt

driver with his head in a crash Baby you taste like a sugarbomb Explode on my tongue and you struck me dumb I've got a feeling we could get along Because the title that you had was much too strong His fit of

The Music Box Ed Harcourt

The Music Box sung by Ed Harcourt The music box is all that's left in the empty house Must've left it when they moved out In a hurry to flee the town Armoured tanks broke through all the soldier's

Jetsetter Ed Harcourt

Jetsetter Making an apperance at the club tonight Playing some songs that I think are alright I'm not post-modern just a man who can bark And bite with teeth that leave a mark In the winter your eyes

Little Silver Bullet Ed Harcourt

Little silver bullet hanging in my head And you know you won't dislodge it 'til I'm dead Got it in my dark days when I ?????

Fireflies Take Flight Ed Harcourt

Fireflies Take Flight Oh beware of bleeding lung And bugs that eat their young The demons in your head The wolves under your bed The bones of dinosaurs Hidden below the floors They rattle and they

Beneath The Heart Of Darkness Ed Harcourt

Beneath the heart of darkness Lies an old machine that's dying Spluttering like an army of artillery sporadically firing The roots of the house are cracking, caving in There's no way out, it's trapped

You Put A Spell On Me Ed Harcourt

Bring you flowers in the morning I don't know what else to do Got a suitcase and a passport But all I really want is you I'm not sure if I can fake it I only write songs when I'm sad But being isn't

I'Ve Become Misguided Ed Harcourt

Sometimes I'm afraid of my shadow It's always following me In my home in an old trombone lives a family of bumblebees And I'm fearful of the sharp sting that fractures through the skin Walking on the dark

The Hammer And The Nail Ed Harcourt

and shout at stars The killer said I'm not quite dead Replied then I must hide Please don't say I'm stuck in wood That I could sink like metal should And I see the ocean envelope me Like I was meant to be

The Storm Is Coming Ed Harcourt

out as a warm breeze Turns into something more Like the lightning that burns down houses Or the wind that blows down doors Oh I see it in the distance It moves much faster than I think Yes this storm will

Hanging With The Wrong Crowd Ed Harcourt

And you're hanging, and you're hanging, and you're hanging With the wrong crowd You're hanging, and you're hanging, and you're hanging With the wrong crowd Dad owns a bank and is known by the name of

From Every Sphere Ed Harcourt

From Every Sphere Take me far away And make me lose control For now I need to pray Think of forgotten souls Disappear from every sphere Watch them high Then slowly die Then slowly die If you shut

The Trapdoor Ed Harcourt

night I took a walk Out in the fields where the grass snakes hide Six years old, tall as a chair Found the trapdoor hidden from sight Fell into the blackness, seemed like hours I hit the ground on a sea of

When Americans Come To London Ed Harcourt

Americans come to London they don't understand our jokes They're loud but always pleasant and ride the tourist boats They buy too much shortbread and put on weight Just don't get nervous, these are not your

She Fell Into My Arms Ed Harcourt

well I burned all my travellers Cheques Just to show you my respect Then I hung myself out to dry And You looked at me and asked me why So I said I don`t mind if I lose Cos if I win ill be so confused

He's Building A Swamp Ed Harcourt

ground So watch me crawl Break down the door I'll nail you to the wooden floor Love won't crane its ugly neck Yeah love just wastes his time Screaming as the woodpecker pecks Building a swamp and out of