Tuesday, April 3

I Know It's Over.
(Morrissey)

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head.
And as I climb into an empty bed...
Oh well - Enough said.

I know it's over, still I cling;
I don't know where else I can go.
Over, over, over, oh-over...

Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head.
See, the sea wants to take me,
The knife wants to slit me,
Do you think you can help me?

Sad veiled bride, please be happy;
Handsome groom, give her room.
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly -

Though she needs you
MORE than she loves you.

And I know it's over, still I cling;
I don't know where else I can go.
Over, it's over, it's over, la la...

I know it's over.
And it never really began,
But in my heart it was SO real.

And you even spoke to me, and said,
"If you're so funny, then why're you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever, then why're you on your own tonight?

I KNOW ... Because tonight is just like any other night.
That's why you're on your own tonight.
With your triumphs and your charms
While they're in each other's arms..."

It's so easy to Laugh
It's so easy to Hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind.

Over, over, over, over.

It's so easy to Laugh
It's so easy to Hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind.

Over, over, over, over.

Love is Natural and Real
But not for YOU, my love -
Not tonight, my love.

Love is Natural and Real
But not for such as you and I,
My love.


Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head...
Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head...
Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head...

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