Letters of Life

For A Monday

And if it rains all day,
‘Call on you, I’ll call on you
Like I used to slide down beside
And wrap you in stories
Tailored entirely for you . . .  

Spitfire thin and strung like a violin
I was;
Yours was the face with a grace
From a different age
You were the sun in my Sunday morning
You were the sun in my Sunday morning
Telling me never to go
So I’ll live on the smile
And move down the aisle
Of the last bus home
And if you’re running late
This is where I’ll go
Know I’ll always, (always) wait   — British indie band Elbow, Great Expectations (2005)


It’s a blissful mix of hopeful love and funereal sadness, against a Spanish guitar, sweet piano and beating drums, with the buzz of an electronic angel flying overhead. It’s devastating, unflinching and one of the finest songs we’ve heard all year. —NME Album Reviews, 19 Sept 2005.


Categorised in: Music & Parties, Poetry & Songs

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