I Know It's Over (Live At Columbia Records Radio Hour, New York, NY, June 4, 1995)
Jeff Buckley
Rock
3.309
Dari
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jeff Buckley
Vocals
Michael Tighe
Guitar
Mick Grondahl
Bass Guitar
Matt Johnson
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny Marr
Songwriter
Morrissey
Songwriter
Lirik
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
Oh, Mother, I can feel
The soil falling over my head
You 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
I know it's over, still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Over, over
I know it's over, and it never really began
But in my heart, it was so real
And she even spoke to me and said, oh
"Well, if you're so funny
Why are you on your own tonight?
And if you are so clever
Why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so very entertaining
Why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so very good-looking
Why do you sleep alone 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 are 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, it's over, it's over
It's so easy to laugh, it's so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind
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, oh-oh
Oh, Mother, I can feel
The soil falling over my head, oh, oh
Oh, Mother, I can feel
The soil falling over my head, oh, yes
Oh, Mother, I can feel
The soil falling over my head
Oh, Mother, I can feel
The soil falling over my head, oh
Oh, Mother, I can feel
The soil falling over my head, mmm
Oh, Mother, I can feel
That's about it, let's go home
That was nice
Written by: Johnny Marr, Morrissey
