Printing Press Lyrics & Chords By Scott Walker

Time flies Time crawls Like an insect Up and down the walls The light pours out of me The light pours out of me The conspiracy Of silence ought To revolutionize My thought ...read more

She makes me so unsure of myself Standing there but never ever talking sense Just a visitor you see So much wanting to be seen She'd open up the door and vaguely carry us away ...read more

We take a chance from time to time And put our necks out on the line And you have broken every promise that we made And I have loved you anyway Took a fine time to leave me...read more

Now that it's time Now that the hour hand has landed at the end Now that it's real Now that the dreams have given all they had to lend I want to know do I stay or do I go ...read more

Come over to the window, my little darling I'd like to try to read your palm I used to think I was some kind of Gypsy boy Before I let you take me home Now so long, Marianne,...read more