We may never meet in the light of day
If we passed on the street, would we look the other way
So I search for you where we can't be seen
And I know we'll meet on the page of this m...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
Somebody's walking, oh somebody's walking
There on the grave of our love
And somebody's kicking the dust and the ashes away
Why don't they just let it die
And fade and grow cold ag...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
A worn out man
He came into town
He was mad with love
Oh mad with love
The whole of the town
Oh they began to weep
The rich and the poor
When they heard him speak
Oh, the madness o...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
That's the place I used to work
When I was a wild, young turk
It's now the Museum of Industry
Schoolkids get in for free
Brickworks-smell of rotten eggs
Rubber works poured out th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
I packed my rags, went down the hill
Left my dependents a-lying still
Just as the dawn was a-rising up
I was making good speed
I left a letter lying on the bed
From a man in need i...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
What time of day is this? O you really look a mess
Clean down the tables and help out on the door
It's just no good to me if you're in ecstasy
Running all night with that boyfriend...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
False hand in false hand
Down Lovers' Lane, we walked, we two
Love sold for fool's gold
Down Lovers' Lane, we walked, we two
On your back I'll climb
Or you climb on mine
Deception ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
Act 1, Scene 2, The Clinic of Dr. Krikstein. On a podium, Center,
Mrs. Ripstock-Geddes is posing as Aphrodite, complete with water jug.
Enter Left dr. Krikstein, followed by his st...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
We used to say "There'd come the day we'd all be making songs
Or finding better words" These ideas never lasted long
The way is up along the road, the air is growing thin
Too many...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson
Mary and Joseph were watching their? Bother?
Lovers with a different past, like the one that loves? A rose?
Mary is in stitches, she's tied down on the bed
While Joseph plays a uke...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Richard Thompson