Meteors Lyrics & Chords By Ed Harcourt

I picture you vague You never wore denim until then Stuck at Four Lane Ends A flip-down bench An inept perch Stuck at Four Lane Ends Rubble and railroads Peppering the plains A...read more

I have no real currency But the currency of love I have no one to trust But the Lord up above I have no one that fits Like a hand in a glove I have no real currency But...read more

we've got our hands in your mouth and you say you'll change bad words you're swallowing down they'll come back up eventually i took a chance, i always will but it's time i...read more

The princess rang the apostate on the courtesy phone I saw your reflection in the bell of my horn I intro'd with the denouement and segued to a pause I read out the manual to...read more

Oh son you're not wrong There are so many of us Who'd rather play dead It's easier to run than explain ourselves And if winter of discontent It fills your bones, its your...read more