The Divine Comedy

Back in the day you had been part of the smart set You'd holidayed with kings, dined out with starlets From London to New York, Cap Ferrat to Capri In perfume by Chanel and clothes by Givenchy You sipped camparis with David and Peter At Noel's partie

No matter how I try I just can't get her out of my mind And when I sleep I visualize her. I saw her in the pub. I met her later at the night-club. A mutual friend introduced us. We talked about the noise And how it's hard to hear your own voice Above

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Once there was a time When my mind lay on higher things And once there was a time I could find pretty words to sing But now, well now I find It saves time to say what you mean I know it seems so unrefined But it's time to let off some steam Everybody

Too young to die, but too old to survive I've spent too long trying to write this song The tune is okay, but the words are all wrong Maybe it's time for a change I've lived a lie since the day I arrived Building my dreamsâ€"grand romantic schemes Now

A butterfly flies through the forest rain And turns the wind to the hurricane I know that it will happen Cause I believe in the certainty of chance A schoolboy yawns, sits back and hits return I know that it will happen Cause I believe in the certain

When I hold you in my arms, And look back on my charmed- life My charmed life I hope, I hope if nothing more That one day you'll call your- Life A charmed life Well I never really worried that much About making lots of money and such And I always see

Postcards and letters T-shirts and sweaters Passports and Parkas Mobiles and chargers Two tennis rackets Blue Rizla packets A new sheep-skin jacket I lost it all All through my life there have been Many rare and precious things I have tried to call m

You and I go together Like the molar and the drill Flesh is weak but darling we know That the ego's weaker still I've been hung, drawn and quartered Slowly slaughtered like a goat By the tongue of a woman Who just couldn't let it go Sticks and stones

(Milla Jovovich/Richard Feldman/Mark Holden) Now, be free The sky must have fallen When I couldn't see Your life's weak strain I take a step back And you've fallen again But if you'd listened A little closer Reaching over This cold shoulder CHORUS Oh

Out of the station And through the arcade Past the antique shops Of Regent's Parade To an innocuous London address A quick glance around, and then down the wet steps God only knows what keeps bringing me here Gambling with everything that I hold dear

I'll have a shower and then phone my brother up Within the hour I'll smash another cup Please don't start saying that or I'll start believing you If I start believing you I'll know that this party fears two And what if this party fears two? The alcoh

William wakes with his clothes on. The morning call has been and gone, And he might not make the flight but he will try. A bunch of Belgian business men And a strange drinking game, oh God why? He hails a cab but the driver sucks. He drives so slowly

When you hang by a thread Strange things go through your head What was in that woodshed? Will death be gentle? "Better to live one day like a lion Than a thousand sheepishly" Say dead oriental I'm a thrillseeker honey - I can't help it I would k

When A Man Cries - The Divine Comedy When a child cries the tears rise quickly Spill hot and prickly down the reddened cheeks Just to leave as quickly as they came And peace returns again When a child cries you know about it They scream and shout unt

Absent friends, here's to them And happy days We thought that they would never end Here's to absent friends Little Jean Seberg seemed So full of life But in those eyes such troubled dreams Poor little Jean Woodbine Willie couldn't rest until he'd Giv

I packed up my suitcase and left the old farm And I went to the city where I was employed In a firm of accountants as an office boy. I fetched and I carried, I watched and I learned And slowly but surely I rose through the firm. But then I discovered

Smoking my six-hundredth last cigarette Out of the studio sky-light Watching the ash as it rolls down the roof Leaving a trail of grey-white All through its short life it gives of itself Giving and giving and slowly diminishing Until there isn't a cr

Pale, pubescent beasts Roam through the streets And coffee-shops Their prey gather in herds Of stiff knee-length skirts And white ankle-socks But while they search for a mate My type hibernate In bedrooms above Composing their songs of love Young, un

(Milla Jovovich/Richard Feldman/Mark Holden) Reaching over Life to life Feeling sugared skin My poor baby Kissed him so Too ashamed to lift his chin A voice is speaking He's the prophet Blinded by the light A heart is breaking I can hear it Dropped w