Artist: The Clientele
Album: Suburban Light
Year: 2000
Title: I Had To Say This Print





Nightingales all summer long beside me in my mind
One and one is nine the moon the june moths and the quiet.

I have never really been here If I am alive
Am I just a photograph inside a printed night?

How much further can we drive and how much can I take?
Am I just a monograph inside a printed shape?
Il tuo voto:
Rain
Soft in the dark
We take a left thru the deepening park
Grass
Soaking and warm
Past the iron gates
August has come

& I want you so bad in my heart
& I touch your shadowed fingers in the dark
& the stars have fallen on this night like rain
In the silence of the dark october lanes

Iron
Cold in the breeze:
The gate beneath the haunted trees
Swings
As evening reveals
Your face so lovely and unreal

& I want you so bad in my heart
& I touch your shadowed fingers in the dark
& the stars have fallen on this night like rain
In the silence of the dark october lanes

So here everything stays
The dew on the gates has melted away
& In your sunlit eyes
I see my love and all the night

& I want you so bad in my heart
& I touch your shadowed fingers in the dark
& the stars have fallen on this night like rain
In the silence of the dark october lanes
Il tuo voto:
We could walk together
In the jade and the coolness of the evening light
And watch the crowds serenely flow
Through carnivals of shop windows where elm trees sigh

The summer's heat is fading
And the clown on the golden lawn holds out his hand
And out there on the fading day
The members of a strange parade play sarabandes

Like a silver ring thrown into the flood of my heart
With the moon high above the motorway
I have searched for all your fragrance in the silent
dark
Is that okay?

So why don't we stick together
With our eyes so full of evening and amphetamine
And watch the fools go rolling on through
Still fields as the darkness falls on England green
Il tuo voto:
Why do humming birds just hum their loneliness to me?
151 or 145 or twice times 123

If we're on delancey steet at night
In the after train ride quiet
Barking dogs by highgate pond
Something's here but something's gone

What a night for talking darling, what a night for
dreams
151 or 145 or twice times 123

this is all I really know tonight
something's wrong but something's right
barking dogs by highgate pond
sonething's here but something's gone
Il tuo voto:
And when I see your sunlit eyes it turns my laughter
into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone

Summerâ??s waxing in the air the meadows stretch
and onwards to st James square
Oh my mindâ??s astray
I dream of you each fevered night the stars are cold
and singing in an august sky
that breaks into the day

Are you really in the lonely evening light
That falls in shadows to the ground
And when I wake enchanted and alone
I donâ??t know where to turn my eyes

Summerâ??s waxing in the air the meadows stretch
and onwards to St James square
Oh my mindâ??s astray
An afternoon on Saturday before the stars
can shine upon the streets of grey
And you and I go home

And when I see your sunlit eyes it turns my laughter
into stone
I wait a single hour before the light unreal and alone
Il tuo voto:
But I'll never sleep like this
with all the yard just stirring in my mind

As the evening rises up and falls now
I've got something on my mind

And I see you're working on a Tuesday
Back with no relief

And I see I'm walking everywhere
among the drifting leaves

And I want you more than ever
And I want you still forever
But I'm waiting for the very last departing train

And the night has come so softly
To this afternoon of memory
Listen to my words just fade away

La da da da ...

And I want you more than ever
And I want you still forever
But I'm waiting for the very last departing train

And the night has come so softly
To this afternoon of memory
Listen to my words just fade away

La da da da ...

Here with douglas crecent on my mind
Il tuo voto:
Mrs Jones and I were dreaming of the moon
On Wednesday afternoons without a cloud
And the mirage of a suburb in the rain
On a train and drifting down

Oh Miss Lloyd your smiling eyes are in my mind
Holidays and nights away and quieter times
What's in the game that we both play
Walking our dogs in the rain?
Anyway
Anyway

And we think about the things that we have done
What our love's become as we drift down
And our glowing eyes are filled with silent rooms
Alleyways and evenings that we found

(Chorus)

And it's a five day morning here as I am in the rain
And I don't know if I'll see you again
Again, again, again, again
Il tuo voto:
Bicycles have drifted through these leaves still wet
with rain
August now has faded in the silence of the rain
I remember one Sunday, riding in through the gate
Three balloons in a white sky, 1978
La la la.....

Playgrounds where we spent our days
Return within our dreams
What it is, it isn't up to me
I've been driving in my car
On Sunday in the rain
And my life is slipping so away
Il tuo voto:
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