Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Everlasting Muse, artist - Belle & Sebastian. Album song Girls in Peacetime Want to Dance, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 18.01.2015
Record label: Matador
Song language: English
The Everlasting Muse |
I want to find this girl I know |
I need to take her out |
I set a snare in evening air |
Made of faith and hope and doubt |
I want to spend some time with her |
Learn the secrets of her trade |
I wouldn’t mean to cross the line |
And look into the other side |
Forbidden to my kind |
Forbidden to my kind |
I need to hang out with my love |
The raven-headed sprite |
I know I’ll never dance like her |
Or keep her up at night |
I need to hang around with her |
I need to let her know |
Her cause is mine |
I’m but a slave |
I look into her wondrous gaze |
And taste the strangest chord |
And make the purest noise |
What I would do to meet the girl |
I’d stand out in the rain |
Outside my window watching close, she will appear again |
Still polishing her crazy nail |
Still wispy, careless, drunk on song |
If I could only right my wrongs and take her to my favourite place |
And steal a melody |
Cause I need only see her face |
And doubts and worries fall away |
And music rushes in |
Listen to the sound of life |
(I don’t want to be friends) |
Drink deep of the day |
(I don’t need your advance) |
Wait for her, but don’t obsess |
(Why do you have to ask?) |
She’ll go the other way |
(No, I don’t want to dance) |
Winds will blow and storms will rage |
(But your phrases are poor) |
The muse is always sad |
(And you try hard to rhyme) |
Money tends to disappear |
(And I can’t read your words) |
Beauty crumbles with the years |
(But I can read your mind) |
But music is for us |
(Music is for us) |
Music is for us |
(Music is for us) |
If I could only see her face and know that she was close |
There is a deeper magic here, the everlasting muse |
I left the danger for an hour |
I left the sadness for a day |
I know that I am in safe hands |
She pays the bill and smokes cigar |
And on the napkin silk |
She weaves a manuscript with skill |
An intro, outro, middle eight |
A tapestry of words |
A subtle gift to modern rock |
She says, «be popular, play pop |
And you will win my love» |
A subtle gift to modern rock |
She says, «be popular, play pop |
And you will win my love» |