Lyrics of the Day

I've been working the graveyard shift, no one ever told me it would be like this.
Sundown till the morning mist, starting my day with a moonlight kiss.
And I was born on a precipice, between salvation and the great abyss. 
Don't think I can go on like this, putting in time on the graveyard shift...

I go to work at sundown, pick-axe digging into common ground.
Night falls but it makes no sound.
Duty's calling from the underground.

Now here it comes, it comes, the setting sun.
Time to dig, down, and see what side you're on.
Until the dawn, the dawn, you're soldiering on.
Every sundown you gotta be reborn.

Come away, come away, come away.

Come sit by me and see what I see, when I close my eyes at the edge of sleep.
And we dream on the blade of a knife, following the trail of the afterlife.

 Now here come the night commuters, the midnight hoard, the dawn refuters.
They're all here to settle a score, with the phantom limbs and the ghosts of war.

Now here it comes, it comes, the setting sun.
Time to dig, down, and see what side you're on.
Until the dawn, the dawn, you're soldiering on.
Every sundown you gotta be reborn.

Come away, come away, come away.

I've been working the graveyard shift,
traded night for day now it's all I can do to stay awake...

Eyes heavy as the moonlight drifts, time to dig.
Time to dig, and bury my mistakes.
Bury my mistakes.

I've been working the graveyard shift, no one ever told me it would be like this.
Sundown to the morning mist, starting my day with a moonlight kiss.
And I was born on a precipice, between salvation and the great abyss.
I don't think it can go on like this,
putting in time in the graveyard...

Sam Roberts: Graveyard Shift

Lyrics of the Day

I’m Shah Jahan, you’re Taj Mahal.
Do you remember that night at the Minah Bazaar?
You were meant to be mine.
You were meant to be mine.
I saw fourteen children in your lovely brown eyes,
to be King and Queen was just a disguise.
You were meant to be mine,
You were meant to be mine.
Keep on keep on keep on singing... Taj Mahal

Sitting with you on the banks of the Ganges, stealing a kiss on the streets of Bombay.
Caressing your hair like the wind through the palm trees, I never dreamed that anyone could take you away....

Taj Mahal
I’m building a beautiful statue to make sure that no one forgets you.
Yeah I’m building a beautiful statue to make sure that no one forgets you.
Yeah I’ll make sure that no one forgets you.

I’ll make sure that no one forgets you
I’ll make sure that no one forgets you

Taj Mahal
Taj Mahal

Sam Roberts: Taj Mahal

Lyrics of the Day

I hear you knocking on the door but you ain't never comin' in, no, no...
to this house no more.
Cause it ain't like, it ain't like it was before.
You went sailing on for that distant shore.

True, we had love so true.
Oh and we had skies so blue, we had skies so blue.
So I, I had my hopes up high...
till all I heard was 'goodbye' when I called for you.

I turn the key, you twist the knife
I can't win.
no I can't win.
Now you're knocking on the door but you can't come in.

So you can take it on the chin, yeah you take it on your weak chin.
Then you do it all again and again...
tell me when will it end?
And now you come back, oh yeah, you crawled on back with your head held high and your book of lies in a burlap sack.
I just don't know, honey, what went wrong... Love just can't grow when you're gone so long

I turn the key, you twist the knife
I can't win.
no I can't win.
Now you're knocking on the door but you can't come in.

Oh you just don't know which way the wind is going to blow
No, you just don't know just when the sky is going to fall

You've been a soldier
You've been a privateer
Now you're looking much older, yes you are my dear.
Now you're back again from the lion's den.
You've got a plagiarist's eye
You've got a poison pen.

I turn the key, you twist the knife
I can't win.
no I can't win.
Now you're knocking on the door but you can't come in.

Love can bend you, love can break.
hearts can mend and hearts can ache.
Life will give you what you take.
Life will give you what you take.
love can bend you, love can break.
Hearts can mend and hearts can ache.
Life will give you what you take.
Oh! Life will give you what you take

Sam Roberts: Twist the Knife