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

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

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

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

He's Building A Swamp Ed Harcourt

crane its ugly neck Yeah love just wastes his time Screaming as the woodpecker pecks Building a swamp and out of his mind So watch me crawl Break down the door I'll nail you to the wooden floor I hear

Ghostwriter Ed Harcourt

another Hey - then you clap your clammy hands Creepy crawlies make the best of life they can But I'm not overwhelmed, understand?

Shanghai Ed Harcourt

move away together, go interplanetary Maybe in Chinese weather, where it's 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

This One's For You Ed Harcourt

I feel so far away from love 'Cus I can never get enough Like the kid with the cookie jar And if I came back from the grave for a while Would you, could you make a dead man smile I´ll wear you on

Let Love Not Weigh Me Down Ed Harcourt

Let love not weigh me down Let the cursed air be clean When you`ve lost faith in the human race Let love not weigh me down Let love not cause me pain Let it all seem like a dream And I won`t regret wnat

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

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

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

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

Last Of The Troubadors Ed Harcourt

Over my dead body People place the flowers Meetings in the lobby Lemonade turned sour Nobody is happy anymore Last of the troubadours I played in every ballroom A shadow of a man My guitar was an heirloom

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

Whistle Of A Distant Train Ed Harcourt

Scream through the silence and over the hills 10 thousand years have gone by Passing the islands and broken down mills The train silhouettes through the skyline Mere emotion, see the ocean Just for one

Weary & Bleary Eyed Ed Harcourt

deep I can hear birds calling my name What I would give to send them away Cos I'm still awake and weary and bleary eyed I switched on my bedside light Took out my shotgun instead Fired twenty rounds of

Lately I've Been Feeling Rather Strange Ed Harcourt

The mob has no rules. The mobhas no rules. Outstanding citizen shows off his mob. But is in fear of ridicule, when surrounded by fools. Lately, I’ve been feeling rather strange.

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

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 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Until Tomorrow Then Ed Harcourt

If the world did end Would you be my apocalyptic friend? Until tomorrow then If the skies did fall Would you pick up my last call?

Atlantic City Ed Harcourt

Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night, now they 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

The Trapdoor Ed Harcourt

On a summer 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

Kids (Rise From The Ashes) Ed Harcourt

Kids you're our only hope Save us now we need an antidote Kids get out on the street Through this smoke rise through the city heat You loved me like a friend But now I can't pretend The time we used to

Sugarbomb Ed Harcourt

He threw me through the window I lay bleeding in the glass If that's the way he planned it I sure don't understand it If I hadn't been with you He Probably would have walked past And like a dangerous driver

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

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

Hanging With The Wrong Crowd Ed Harcourt

Hey baby Jane, you have been climbing down the drain And you run in the rain to the playground climbing frame And the air seems so good and moist and cool When you meet him by the swimming pool What's

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

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

T Bone Tombstone Ed Harcourt

and for what cause Is it wrong to sing a sad sad song To tell a story that is much too long 'Bout a man who made his way back home And found his name on an old tombstone People thought he died there In the

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

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

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

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

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

The Hammer And The Nail Ed Harcourt

I've been disguised by sunken eye I sleep in cars 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

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

Undertaker Strut Ed Harcourt

Undertaker Strut Down in the valley where the river flows There's a man with a long black coat Rain is falling and clouds that are black On the coffin that starts to float Children they cry When

Those Crimson Tears Ed Harcourt

Moving like a dancing bear It's in my blood Falling down the marble stairs It's in my blood Oh my dear, that's the way I am made, I'm afraid Those crimson tears Drip on the floor, drip on the bar

The Storm Is Coming Ed Harcourt

Well what starts 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