Ben Howard - I Forget Where We Were Lyrics
Small Things
Oh my mind
I walk down Mayflower Road again
the waning sun
echoes from the park seem so absurd
the bus takes hours
I knew it would but I cant shake the stand
can't spend my time on everybody else
If buildings fell
At least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control
The words kaleidoscope inside my head
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
and I can't see
Saw The Police
screaming something trivial like
'keep the peace'
the world moves on and you can't shake the sound
I know she's home
leaning on somebody loving life
all in my mind the anvil and the weight on my back
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see my love
mmm
I can't see my love
mmm
Writer: Benjamin John Howard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Rivers In Your Mouth
Oh my mind
I walk down Mayflower Road again
the waning sun
echoes from the park seem so absurd
the bus takes hours
I knew it would but I cant shake the stand
can't spend my time on everybody else
If buildings fell
At least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control
The words kaleidoscope inside my head
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
and I can't see
Saw The Police
screaming something trivial like
'keep the peace'
the world moves on and you can't shake the sound
I know she's home
leaning on somebody loving life
all in my mind the anvil and the weight on my back
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see my love
mmm
I can't see my love
mmm
Writer: Benjamin John Howard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Forget Where We Were
Oh, hey,
I wasn't listening
I was watching Syria blinded by the sunshine strip
You, you were in the kitchen
Oh, your mariner's mouth the wounded with the wounder's whip
And that's how summer passed oh,
The great divide and range of green green grass
Oh, maybe it was peace at last, who knew
Hello love, my invincible friend
Hello love, the thistle and the burr
Hello love, for you I have so many words
But I, I forget where we were
Oh, hey,
I wasn't listening,
I was stung by all of us, the blind leading out the bored
And as per usual,
You were skipping and laughing eyes at the bedroom door
Don't take it so seriously, no
Only time is ours, the rest we'll just wait and see
Maybe you're right, babe, maybe
Oh, no, and that's how summer passed
Oh, your, great divide and range of green green grass
And, oh, maybe I hold on fast to you
Hello love, my invincible friend
Hello love, the thistle and the burr
Hello love, for you I have so many words
But I, I forget where we were
I, I forget where we were
I forget where we were
I forget where we were,
Oh, no, and that's how summer passed
Oh, your, great divide
And range of green green grass
Oh, maybe it was peace at last, who knew
Writer: BENJAMIN JOHN HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
In Dreams
Oh my mind
I walk down Mayflower Road again
the waning sun
echoes from the park seem so absurd
the bus takes hours
I knew it would but I cant shake the stand
can't spend my time on everybody else
If buildings fell
At least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control
The words kaleidoscope inside my head
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
and I can't see
Saw The Police
screaming something trivial like
'keep the peace'
the world moves on and you can't shake the sound
I know she's home
leaning on somebody loving life
all in my mind the anvil and the weight on my back
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see my love
mmm
I can't see my love
mmm
Writer: Benjamin John Howard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
She Treats Me Well
Oh my mind
I walk down Mayflower Road again
the waning sun
echoes from the park seem so absurd
the bus takes hours
I knew it would but I cant shake the stand
can't spend my time on everybody else
If buildings fell
At least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control
The words kaleidoscope inside my head
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
and I can't see
Saw The Police
screaming something trivial like
'keep the peace'
the world moves on and you can't shake the sound
I know she's home
leaning on somebody loving life
all in my mind the anvil and the weight on my back
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see my love
mmm
I can't see my love
mmm
Writer: BENJAMIN JOHN HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Time Is Dancing
Oh my mind
I walk down Mayflower Road again
the waning sun
echoes from the park seem so absurd
the bus takes hours
I knew it would but I cant shake the stand
can't spend my time on everybody else
If buildings fell
At least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control
The words kaleidoscope inside my head
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
and I can't see
Saw The Police
screaming something trivial like
'keep the peace'
the world moves on and you can't shake the sound
I know she's home
leaning on somebody loving life
all in my mind the anvil and the weight on my back
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see my love
mmm
I can't see my love
mmm
Writer: Benjamin John Howard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Evergreen
Christmas flair amongst the somewhere cold deep evergreen
Built a world without your love and heartbeat in me
Christmas flair amongst the somewhere cold deep evergreen
Built a world without your love, I want more love?
Take me back through the catacombs, I am tempted by the love
Blue stars against my only skin, I have never been so cold
Looking around I see memories, what it was, oh, what it was
There in the crowds you said something but I can't remember what
And my mother cursed the town for closing me down
closing me down
Take me back through the catacombs, I am tempted by the love
Blue stars against my only skin, I have never been so cold
Looking around I see memories, what it was, oh, what it was
There in the lights you said something but I can't remember what
And my mother cursed the town for closing me down
closing me down
Writer: BENJAMIN JOHN HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
End Of The Affair
Oh my mind
I walk down Mayflower Road again
the waning sun
echoes from the park seem so absurd
the bus takes hours
I knew it would but I cant shake the stand
can't spend my time on everybody else
If buildings fell
At least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control
The words kaleidoscope inside my head
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
and I can't see
Saw The Police
screaming something trivial like
'keep the peace'
the world moves on and you can't shake the sound
I know she's home
leaning on somebody loving life
all in my mind the anvil and the weight on my back
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see my love
mmm
I can't see my love
mmm
Writer: BENJAMIN JOHN HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Conrad
Oh my mind
I walk down Mayflower Road again
the waning sun
echoes from the park seem so absurd
the bus takes hours
I knew it would but I cant shake the stand
can't spend my time on everybody else
If buildings fell
At least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control
The words kaleidoscope inside my head
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
and I can't see
Saw The Police
screaming something trivial like
'keep the peace'
the world moves on and you can't shake the sound
I know she's home
leaning on somebody loving life
all in my mind the anvil and the weight on my back
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
Oh all these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see
Has the world gone mad
Or is it me
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
Is it all so very bad
I can't see
All these small things
They gather round me
Gather round me
And I can't see my love
mmm
I can't see my love
mmm
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
All Is Now Harmed
As a child he was not there,
Not scared of the flood of the creek
And the thud inside your chest
Clearly calm and keeping terrorized
The ageless pull of winter along the by your side
Here in light on the soft divide?
The middle curtain all?
Pull me down was I born to lie
Here at all, here at all
Here in light I thought I said comes home
I cant do this alone
Sleepless light I was born to lie?
Now prove me wrong, prove me wrong
What is in your nature, looms inside your blood
Hold me in harms wake baby, all is now harmed
What is in your nature, looms inside your blood
Hold me in harms wake baby, all is now harmed
As a child he was not there,
Not scared of the flood of the creek
And the thud inside your chest
Clearly calm and keeping terrorized
The ageless pull of winter along the bayou side
Here in light I thought I said comes home
(What is in your nature, looms inside your blood)
I cant do this alone
(Hold me in harms wake baby, all is now harmed)
Sleepless light I was born to lie?
(What is in your nature, looms inside your blood)
Now prove me wrong, prove me wrong
(Hold me in harms wake baby, all is now harmed)
What is in your nature, looms inside your blood
Hold me in harms wake baby, all is now harmed
What is in your nature, looms inside your blood
Hold me in harms wake baby, All is now harmed
Writer: BENJAMIN JOHN HOWARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.