Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Belle and Sebastian
Belle and Sebastian
Performer
Bob Kildea
Bob Kildea
Guitar
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Piano
Mick Cooke
Mick Cooke
Bass Guitar
Richard William Colburn
Richard William Colburn
Drums
Sarah Ann Martin
Sarah Ann Martin
Vocals
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Guitar
Stuart Murdoch
Stuart Murdoch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Kildea
Bob Kildea
Songwriter
Chris Geddes
Chris Geddes
Songwriter
Stevie Jackson
Stevie Jackson
Composer
Mick Cooke
Mick Cooke
Songwriter
Richard William Colburn
Richard William Colburn
Songwriter
Sarah Ann Martin
Sarah Ann Martin
Songwriter
Stuart Murdoch
Stuart Murdoch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Reynolds
Chris Reynolds
Engineer
Jason Mott
Jason Mott
Engineer
Todd Burke
Todd Burke
Engineer
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Another sunny day, I met you up in the garden You were digging plants, I dug you, beg your pardon I took a photograph of you in the herbaceous border It broke the heart of men and flowers and girls and trees Another rainy day, we're trapped inside with a train set Chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met You've got the attic window looking out on the cathedral And on a Sunday evening bells ring out in the dusk Another day in June, we'll pick eleven for football (Pick eleven for football) We're playing for our lives, the referee gives us fuck all (Referee giving us fuck all) I saw you in the corner of my eye on the sidelines Your dark mascara bids me to historical deeds Now everybody's gone, you picked me up for a long drive (Picked me up for a long drive) We take the tourist route, the nights are light until midnight (Light until midnight) We took the evening ferry over to the peninsula We found the avenue of trees went up to the hill That crazy avenue of trees, I'm living there still There's something in my eye, a little midge so beguiling Sacrificed his life to bring us both eye to eye I heard the Eskimos remove obstructions with tongues, dear You missed my eye, I wonder why, I didn't complain You missed my eye, I wonder why, please do it again The lovin' is a mess, what happened to all of the feeling? (All of the feeling?) I thought it was for real, babies, rings and fools kneeling (Babies, rings and fools kneeling) And words of pledging trust and lifetimes stretching forever So what went wrong? It was a lie, it crumbled apart Ghost figures of past, present, future haunting the heart
Writer(s): Stuart Murdoch, Christopher Geddes, Michael Cooke, Stephen Jackson, Bob Kildea, Sarah Martin, Richard Colburn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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