Texty:
Sam Roberts Love At The End Of The World

I went walking at street level Feeling strange and disheveled Past the abattoir and the glory holes Like a film noire in the starring role To the side

love at the end of the world There's still love at the end of the world This is love at the end of the world There's still love at the end of the world

I've been dragged from the deep, out of my restless slumber And told to fight to keep my world from goin? under And time won't stop when the land is torn

I'm a pilgrim like you, I was only passin? through You'll never know my name, you'll never walk in my shoes I've been no use to my friends, I've been

fame like a moth to a flame Living hand to mouth but I'm hoping for change I've been drowning in the Queen's tears I've been staring at a square face

These words don't come easy They spit from my lips Then we never had it easy It slipped from our fingertips When we met, you laughed at me And stole

When I die won't you please feed me To the lions of the Kalahari? I don't care if they eat my bones ?Cause I know I won't be goin? home Oh, it's never