Patrick Wolf - Land's End Lyrics
Now you're doing battleWith the fickle pressYou've got to strike the hammersAnd pull the bowAnd another foolIs just another showIt's all the sameAnd you've seen it beforeAnd don't it seem like too long a timeSince you were sweating in the streetlight?Too many dreams, not enough schemesAnd a bike with no gears to rideWith the wheels going too slowSo, you tell 'em:"I'm leaving London for Lands EndWith a green tent and a violinI'm going to strike the hammersAnd pull the bowJust another day to forget this showAnd come back to me"Come back to meDarling come back to meCome back....Now don't it seem like to long a timeSince you were sweating in the spotlight?Too many jeers, not enough cheersBut when you sing you've got nothing to hideSinging: "where does the time go?And where did the time go?"Oh Darling when will you ever learn?The grass is always greener,Its everywhere you turnYou'll see it:Everything you're sure of is up for changeWe're all stuck on this spinning stageSpinning around and roundAnd round and round and round
