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Dave Dobbyn

Love Over All

 

Love Over All

(album: Lament For The Numb - 1995)


Seems I had a kicking seems you had your kicks
I feel like an old vaudeville magician
I just ran out of tricks
You can bet your sweet life upon
The rage swelling in my heart
But just like an old gramophone needle
I'm stuck on the saddest part of a love song

Maybe you ran out of love with an idea of me
Or did you want to paddle in the shadows
Perhaps you like the sound of something hollow
Maybe you ran out of love over all

I saw you as a pillar of strength
Here I am a pillar of salt
Just one small wave from the rising tide
And I've melted it's nobody's fault
If I could just budge that crackling needle
The chorus would soon resolve
Into something that may be halfway soothing
Where bitterness dissolves into tenderness

Maybe you ran out of love with an idea of me
Or did you want to paddle in the shadows
Perhaps you like the sound of something hollow
Or maybe you ran out of love over all

This is such an ancient tale of love lost and betrayal
Two salt pillars soon liquid in the tide
Given humour of all things frail
There's a juggler in the weather
A magician struggles through his act
On the beachfront an old gramophone crackles
Some kid buries his father alive in the sand

Maybe you fell out of love with an idea of me
Or did you grace the pages of his novel
You had to have your breakfast in his hovel
Or maybe you fell out of love over all
Over all

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