I waited by your bedside and
Couldn't close my eyes all night
I named you like a prayer
It's anybody's guess how
The angel of doubt came down
And crept into your bed
But after we danced
To the shipping forecast
The words escaped your mouth,
"I know it's gotta stop, Love, but I don't know how."
Now the stairs forget your shoes
And the gate don't creak for want of you
The jury's out on leave
We're wise beyond our years
But we're good at bad ideas, my love
Or so it seems to be
Shine a little light
Don't wrestle with the night
Don't think about the future now
I know it's gotta stop love, but I don't know how
My little one, my kettle drum (I know I had a message at the start)
My babel tongue, my come undone (I know I had a message at the start)
My prison kiss, my dying wish (I know I had a message at the start)
But it up and abandoned us
When we were sleeping in our beds
It's anybody's guess how
The angel of doubt laid down
Sand beneath our house
I know it's gotta stop, Love, but I don't know how
I know it's gotta stop, Love, but I don't know how
| # | Top 4 Dry The River |
|---|---|
| 1 | Dry The River - Bible Belt |
| 2 | Dry The River - Animal Skins |
| 3 | Dry The River - Lion's Den |
| 4 | Dry The River - The Chambers & The Valves |