Good Grief

Good Grief

It's time we took the air i'll walk you to the door They put it in my head that you and me are no more That we've got nothing left here and there's nothing to decide They've already had way too much of my time And i'm not gonna fan the flames Or bore you to tears about the good old days No yippee aye ayes Just pack your bags I'm taking you to Camber Sands We'll get away from this town where the pavement's stained it's the backstreet of your heart that's clogging up your veins When the rain falls down Oh the rain falls hard The long tale of my talk comes from a well so dark That lonely hearts fail and lonely lovers meet By slogans on walls and the sewer crawls into the street With the love, with the joy and the ecstasy and the profoundness of your dreams That time we took the air outside the county line We took off our clothes and swam back in time We floated all the way back to '83 To forget all this pain Did you ever feel so carefree? Oh bare are the shoulders that'll carry me when i'm older Across the quicksand of Doggerland Put on your clothes We're heading back to Camber Sands Where I shivered I panicked for the present day And the silver that glistened every holiday The sand mirrored the water and the water the sand The sea wall in the distance and Camber Sands Where lonely hearts fail and lonely lovers meet To write slogans on the wall and the sewer crawls into the sea "With the love with the joy and the ecstasy" Oh the profoundness of your dreams. Hey that's some holiday you turned out to be You dredged up the mud along Monkey Beach You disappeared in the pastels for miles and miles Till the tide caught up with you and the Mersea Isle Where my fortress awaits To see and breathe The road will explain The lonely music of the resolute The half light of the saddest tunes So I turned my face towards the city My heart filled with stories like relics of the past Did I drown, did I choke? Did I get in your way? Did I waltz into the dark side of yesterday? It's time we took the air - i'll open the door Don't put it in my head that you and me are no more I've packed up your bag Just give me your hand I'm taking you to Camber Sands

Good Grief

Bernard Butler · 1717084800000

It's time we took the air i'll walk you to the door They put it in my head that you and me are no more That we've got nothing left here and there's nothing to decide They've already had way too much of my time And i'm not gonna fan the flames Or bore you to tears about the good old days No yippee aye ayes Just pack your bags I'm taking you to Camber Sands We'll get away from this town where the pavement's stained it's the backstreet of your heart that's clogging up your veins When the rain falls down Oh the rain falls hard The long tale of my talk comes from a well so dark That lonely hearts fail and lonely lovers meet By slogans on walls and the sewer crawls into the street With the love, with the joy and the ecstasy and the profoundness of your dreams That time we took the air outside the county line We took off our clothes and swam back in time We floated all the way back to '83 To forget all this pain Did you ever feel so carefree? Oh bare are the shoulders that'll carry me when i'm older Across the quicksand of Doggerland Put on your clothes We're heading back to Camber Sands Where I shivered I panicked for the present day And the silver that glistened every holiday The sand mirrored the water and the water the sand The sea wall in the distance and Camber Sands Where lonely hearts fail and lonely lovers meet To write slogans on the wall and the sewer crawls into the sea "With the love with the joy and the ecstasy" Oh the profoundness of your dreams. Hey that's some holiday you turned out to be You dredged up the mud along Monkey Beach You disappeared in the pastels for miles and miles Till the tide caught up with you and the Mersea Isle Where my fortress awaits To see and breathe The road will explain The lonely music of the resolute The half light of the saddest tunes So I turned my face towards the city My heart filled with stories like relics of the past Did I drown, did I choke? Did I get in your way? Did I waltz into the dark side of yesterday? It's time we took the air - i'll open the door Don't put it in my head that you and me are no more I've packed up your bag Just give me your hand I'm taking you to Camber Sands

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