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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Prefab Sprout
Prefab Sprout
Keyboards
Wendy Smith
Wendy Smith
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paddy McAloon
Paddy McAloon
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Paddy McAloon
Paddy McAloon
Producer
David Leonard
David Leonard
Engineer
Tom Philips
Tom Philips
Engineer
Cliff Brigden
Cliff Brigden
Engineer
Tim Hunt
Tim Hunt
Engineer
David Concors
David Concors
Engineer
Gonzales Espinoza
Gonzales Espinoza
Engineer
Jon Kelly
Jon Kelly
Engineer
Richard Mookes
Richard Mookes
Engineer
Mickey Sweeney
Mickey Sweeney
Engineer
Michael H. Brauer
Michael H. Brauer
Mixing Engineer
Mark O'donaghue
Mark O'donaghue
Engineer
Michael Ade
Michael Ade
Engineer
Gary Olazabal
Gary Olazabal
Engineer
Steve Van Day
Steve Van Day
Engineer
Peter Jones
Peter Jones
Engineer
STEVE LYON
STEVE LYON
Engineer
Terence Wilson
Terence Wilson
Engineer
Geoff Bruckner
Geoff Bruckner
Engineer
Karl Lever
Karl Lever
Engineer
Tim Young
Tim Young
Mastering Engineer
Swoon
Swoon
Mastering Engineer
Steve McQueen
Steve McQueen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Once upon a time I stalked The streets on raining evenings When the distant sea blended with the sky Past Coliseum's filled with brass On pavements carved from toasted glass I carried in my heart a word or two Your dashing horseman all gone away Left you the stable bill to pay And now the golden calf has turned to clay All my feelings dressed in gloves Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love White and open-necked you would still play I'd resort to sleepwalking To catch the mood that fills the sails With harvest nets and tides don't ever bring But every night was Halloween And every friend fell in between And how capricious nature ruled my mind Your dashing horseman all gone away Left you the stable bill to pay And now the golden calf has turned to clay All my feelings dressed in gloves Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love White and open-necked you would still play Once upon a time I stalked The streets on raining evenings When the distant sea blended with the sky My mouth was full of cigarettes My head was full with long-term bets But you would always make me see today Your dashing horseman all gone away Left you the stable bill to pay And now the golden calf has turned to clay All my feelings dressed in gloves Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love White and open-necked you would still play I sound so different these days I barely can believe I'm Me If I didn't know better I would swear I was someone else Lord I can't believe, I don't believe I'm me But who on earth could I be? Your dashing horseman all gone away Left you the stable bill to pay And now the golden calf has turned to clay All my feelings dressed in gloves Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love White and open-necked you would still play Your dashing horseman all gone away Left you the stable bill to pay And now the golden calf has turned to clay All my feelings dressed in gloves Couldn't touch your windswept harbour love
Writer(s): Paddy Mcaloon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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