New Model Army - Eleven Years Lyrics
Stevie said now don't look round they're watching usTwo girls in the corner of that dodgy clubAnd the grey eyes, the storm that I've come to know and wish forBefore I caught a breath, well, she was standing there.We walked the streets of our town just talkingAnd the dawn broke grey and freezing through the deserted blocksJust when your life is stale and there's reason there for everythingSomething comes to kick you up insideEleven sweet years and no nearer homeA hundred thousands miles through this battle zoneStill high on the wire above the hollow darknessTrying not to look downNo Rest for the wicked is still how it goesTwisted up and turning in my bed aloneAnd separation pains like a blunted amputationPushing endless coins in the telephoneEleven sweet years and no nearer homeA hundred thousands miles through this battle zoneStill high on the wire above the hollow darknessTrying not to look downSo rest in these open arms and lie until they come for youAnd tell me everything you've ever felt, tell me everything you want to see . . .Forever running even when we are standing stillDriven on and fired up as the whirlwinds blowAnd shouting out inside
