From the recordings Thousand Yard Stare and In the Undertow
Credits
Conor Miley: All Vocals, Acoustic guitars, Electric guitars, Synths, Organ, Percussion, Claps, Sampling.
Additional Musicians:
Christian Best: Drums,
Paul Kiernan: Trumpets
Lyrics and music by Conor Miley.
Arranged and produced by Conor Miley
Recorded in various houses around Dublin
Except
Drums, recorded by Christian Best in Monique Studios.
Mixed by Christian Best.
Mastered by Stephen Ceresia at Stoneyfield Mastering.
Artwork by Enagh Farrell.
Lyrics
In a place where lovers lie and swindlers spin,
She's a haven for the strange and libertine,
Where even cynics learn to sing.
In the space 'tween the hue of her skin and the wailing walls within,
There's a storm moving in.
So, I stitch the kind of line that stows away in the sinews of some sentimental phrase,
Where even seraphs lose their way.
For the sake of a crazed escapade,
I have floundered, I have flailed.
I'm a pageant,
A ballet of inept coryphees.
But, it's love that I feel when her eyes are a blazing symphony,
It releases me.
I'm a stray clown with a droll cameo in a rerun of an old weepy show.
In the meantime,
There's a hidden code in the semi-rhyme of a sweetheart's ode,
Where lovers get caught in the wild, entwisted flow of the undertow of a love that's caught in a wild, entwisted moment in embryo.
And I'm there,
Breathlessly treading water as the endless swell of the sea crashes all over me,
And, as my senses drown and unhitch, I'm down where the lovers go,
As my senses drown and unhitch, I'm down in the undertow.