Singer Lyrics

The singer steps forward

He?s not a tour-sung hero

He?s not the embodiment of a soul brother

The unassuming troubadour

Sings to himself softly

And not a word escapes his lips

They don't even try.

His words would rather stay with him

As long as possible

But his melody is for me and for you.



I prefer to be alone when you're not around

Sometimes when I speak, I can't stand the sound

Of the voice. This great big destructive machine

That takes too much time to say what it means.

They tell me that my father is sick once again

With the plague that has decimated many old men

I settle once more into the long sad dread

That reminds me that all loved ones soon will be dead.

This is why I spend so much time making love to you

In your arms I was searching for things that were true

This is why I spend so much time making love to you

In your arms I was searching for things that were true



It's a memory of mine that I'm watching for a moment

I'm distracted just a bit by something less important

I'm here for the part of the day that I crave

I have caffeine in my system makes me feel brave

The chill in the air is exactly what I want

And with the sun on my face

And my eyes tightly shut

It's important for me to remember these things

It's important for me to remember these things

I'm pretending we?re in Prague picking sodas by the square

And the clock brought the masses to the ceremony there

Every hour little puppet spun around the clock face

Each figure represents one of the human race

And somehow we were always on time for the show

We?d arrive to the chaos of the people right below

Those large chiming bells that had a song to sing

It's important for me to remember these things



Absinthe and sex; black garters; cheap wine

A hotel in Prague; a moment in time

We were hungry and scary and so much in love

We laugh with each other as we push and we shove

Absinthe and sex; black garters; cheap wine

A hotel in Prague; a moment in time

We were hungry and scary and so much in love

We laugh with each other as we push and we shove



And the singer keeps singing

And the singer keeps singing

And the singer keeps singing

Keep singing singer?



That was the first time I really caught your eye

In the small italian shop with the coffee that you liked

And when our eyes met I couldn?t look away

My mouth opened to speak but there wasn?t much to say

I was froze, transfixed, by the way that you looked

How you grabbed me and pulled me into a small nook

Where we kissed like we had never tasted lips before

And I still wanted more? I still want more

I'm frightened of what these words might bring

But it's important for me to remember these things

I'm frightened of what these words might bring

But it's important for me to remember these things



You?re too far away for this to make sense

I feel in my heart every mile of distance

I don't want him to stop because I know what that means

The song will be over and so will you and me

The song will be over and so will you and me

The song?