Andy Billington Love In The Wasteland The Nothing Has Come To Take Everything Lyrics
Love In The Wasteland (The Nothing Has Come To Take Everything) by Andy Billington
Sat in your favourite room
There on the wall is the picture your sister drew
Trying to find words to sum up a life, thinking back
Back to the times when the piano rang all around
It was the way that you...
Found in us endlessly
Stories you told with my sister in evening light
Gardens that fly through the desert sky way up high
Landing in Mercia, leading us to the wells
Green ginger flames of the...
Fire
In the wasteland where the spire silhouettes the sky
Rushing to the wells we found
The scars, the rain, the kiss goodbye.
February 29
60 days in to change everything, my Versailles
We climb the hill with the ones you love one last time
I see the sky as the planes paint their broken stripes
Just like our lives gently...
Come apart at the seams
Back Sitwell Street where the Bramblings lost a king
I always thought there'd be time for us to begin
As you fell quiet something fell from my history
Catching a glimpse of a...
Memories follow me
Caught in reflections of windows and in-between
Since you've been gone all your songs haunt me in my dreams
Up on your hill you can see the arch through the spire
There in the cold there's no...
Mercy in Mercia
Drawn to the ones with the brighter lights, split the sky
You always said we're like other lights, satellites
Orbiting round this blue world of ours, days and hours
Perilously close to the...
Sun, and the one's you came to know
Are all here with you
Woken from my rambling thoughts
My sister plays your favourite tune.
Love, love in the wasteland,
Where the brambles used to grow.
Love, love in the wasteland,
Where the black cat used to roam.
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh,
Where the fire used to glow.
Love, love in the wasteland,
Where the Bramblings made their home.
There on the wall is the picture your sister drew
Trying to find words to sum up a life, thinking back
Back to the times when the piano rang all around
It was the way that you...
Found in us endlessly
Stories you told with my sister in evening light
Gardens that fly through the desert sky way up high
Landing in Mercia, leading us to the wells
Green ginger flames of the...
Fire
In the wasteland where the spire silhouettes the sky
Rushing to the wells we found
The scars, the rain, the kiss goodbye.
February 29
60 days in to change everything, my Versailles
We climb the hill with the ones you love one last time
I see the sky as the planes paint their broken stripes
Just like our lives gently...
Come apart at the seams
Back Sitwell Street where the Bramblings lost a king
I always thought there'd be time for us to begin
As you fell quiet something fell from my history
Catching a glimpse of a...
Memories follow me
Caught in reflections of windows and in-between
Since you've been gone all your songs haunt me in my dreams
Up on your hill you can see the arch through the spire
There in the cold there's no...
Mercy in Mercia
Drawn to the ones with the brighter lights, split the sky
You always said we're like other lights, satellites
Orbiting round this blue world of ours, days and hours
Perilously close to the...
Sun, and the one's you came to know
Are all here with you
Woken from my rambling thoughts
My sister plays your favourite tune.
Love, love in the wasteland,
Where the brambles used to grow.
Love, love in the wasteland,
Where the black cat used to roam.
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh,
Where the fire used to glow.
Love, love in the wasteland,
Where the Bramblings made their home.