Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Barry Adamson
Barry Adamson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barry Adamson
Barry Adamson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rob Kirwan
Rob Kirwan
Mixing Engineer
Flood
Flood
Mixing Engineer
Atticus Ross
Atticus Ross
Producer

Lyrics

"Libertine"; the name that falls from her lips and splashes on my shoes like sad beads of rain, penetrating the soil and making ready the harvest of our love. And me? I got a bug to squash. This tale's been told a thousand times So I think that I should've known better Than to supplicate a girl on pedestal shoes No pants and a real tight sweater I'm laughin' too but it's from My embarrassment that I tremble When she saw that I was just A hopeless imitation of the man that I most resemble And the chords ring so familiar To a man who's heard it all before And the melody will forever linger Like perfume in a hardware store It ain't that I seek loneliness I just downright fail to understand How a customary girl on pedestal shoes Can all but destroy one man I wished I'd licked her to the ground But I swallowed my tongue instead Watched her from the shadows with a hideous frozen grin While she carved her name in my head And some folks talk around the way, Sayin' "B you've really got it made" But I crawl round my room from night 'til day Wondering if your star will ever fade And I'll be here come hell or high water (Love you like you were my daughter Buy you new shoes cos I oughta) And only sometimes will my thoughts turn blue Like the skies and every word is you Now west of bloody sixteenth street Are the remains of a man who was broken By the rapture of a girl on pedestal shoes And man I tell you that girl wasn't jokin' I've killed my mind a thousand times Now my thoughts stay firmly in the present But there's a kinda ugly breach like an ocean in my soul Keeps on naggin' me so incessant And the silence is louder than a H bomb That explodes when I close my eyes Sending shock waves to the town you're from In the hope that you'll stir and come alive And I'll be here come hell or high water (Love you like you were my daughter Buy you new shoes cos I oughta) And only sometimes will my thoughts turn blue Like the skies and every word is you Like the skies and every word is you Like the skies and every word is you Like the skies and every word is you
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