The Devil In The Garden

from by The Glue Ensemble

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lyrics

I'm not the greatest of men but I mean what I say
Thought I mean nothing to you in the cold light of day
But in the heat of the night, beneath a tobacco stained moon,
I am the voice of the rain at the start of the monsoon.

In this garden of delight and shade I am here,
Turning cider in the apples and bitterness into beer.
My cut glass laugh will run through the grass and whisper in your ear:
Steal the honey from the bees and on bended knee tell me - why are you here?

BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT SCARED OF ME
YOU'RE NOT SCARED OF ME BUT YOU SHOULD BE
YOU'RE NOT SCARED OF ME
YOU'RE NOT SCARED OF ME BUT YOU SHOULD BE

I put my hand in yours at the baggage carousel
And we watched a wingless million file through to their short stay hotel
They hang up their suits and lie naked and hopeful
That somehow some angel could come and engulf them all.

And don't imagine I don't care about the damage and repair,
I'm a man of my word and my price is always fair.
So if you bring the hammers, then I'll bring the wings,
We can talk until sunrise to see what it brings.

AND YOU'RE NOT SCARED OF ME...

(this is love)

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from We Used To Live Round Here, released February 9, 2015

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The Glue Ensemble London, UK

Alternative acoustic music from London and Paris.

We are the sound of slipping away before everyone else wakes. We are the feeling of a train journey back to where you grew up. We are the sound of tea-time at a funeral. ... more

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