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fiogf49gjkf0d Al has been a professional musician (bass guitar) for 25 years and well over 3000 gigs (he long ago stopped counting); always gigging too hard and travelling too far, trying to make ends meet. Relatively recently he started writing songs, working alone in his Doncaster UK home: ...blending everything I've ever heard, read, seen, felt, touched and thought in my tiny messed up brain; trying, by the force of my will against all Nature's constraints, to shape songs to tell you how it feels.'
LYRICS
I know some things, some things about love:
The harder you chase her, the faster she runs;
And the more you search, the more elusive she becomes;
These things I've learned.
The more you rush her, the longer she takes,
The more you push her, the quicker she breaks;
I could write a book for all your sakes
With all I've learned.
I have held her in my hands a while,
Bathed in her glow, borrowed her smile,
Stood and stared in awe then run a mile,
But never looked into her face.
At a time when all the world stands still
She tops you up, you drink your fill,
But the sweeter the pain the more bitter the pill;
These gifts I've earned.
I have held her in my hands a while,
Bathed in her glow, borrowed her smile,
Stood and stared in awe then run a mile,
But never looked into her face.
But what I don't know, and maybe you can tell me,
Is what to do when she comes after you,
When she seeks you out, takes you by surprise,
Knocks you down, holds you down,
Looks into your eyes...
I have held her in my hands a while,
Bathed in her glow, borrowed her smile,
Stood and stared in awe then run a mile,
Never looked into her face.
I have held her in my hands a while,
...I've borrowed her smile,
Stood and stared in awe, then run a mile,
But I'd never looked into her face.
I know something, something about love;
Listen 'cos I've learned.
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