LE RELAIS D'ENTRECÔTE
15, rue Marbeuf
75008 Paris
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Lyrics I love (volume 3)
It all makes sense now I've calmed down / I should have seen it coming from miles down the road / But at the time we never think / That it might have been ourselves to blame at all
You shudder and beat your chest / But you'll never warm yourself up believe me / Where were you i'd made it through / But only god can judge me now, I hope he's in
Why do hearts break when we are on our own? / Just when you need to pump the life back in yourself / And why do earthquakes happen miles away? / When I only want the open ground to swallow me
Who told you I'd not come through / Before I could speak to you in my defence / Who made you the righteous one / When I'd only turned around for half an hour
Why do chalklines tell an empty tale / Surely its bad enough to end up on the floor / And you can scratch your chin / And think you understand / And how can you know whats going on inside my head / Maybe I'm better off alive than in my bed
You shudder and beat your chest / But you'll never warm yourself up believe me / Where were you i'd made it through / But only god can judge me now, I hope he's in
Why do hearts break when we are on our own? / Just when you need to pump the life back in yourself / And why do earthquakes happen miles away? / When I only want the open ground to swallow me
Who told you I'd not come through / Before I could speak to you in my defence / Who made you the righteous one / When I'd only turned around for half an hour
Why do chalklines tell an empty tale / Surely its bad enough to end up on the floor / And you can scratch your chin / And think you understand / And how can you know whats going on inside my head / Maybe I'm better off alive than in my bed