Patrick Wolf – Tristan 0

The work is done and the record pressed
Now you’re doing battle with the fickle press
You’ve got to strike the hammers and pull the bow
And another fool is just another show

It’s all the same
And you’ve seen it before

And don’t it seem like too long a time since you were sweating in the streetlight?
Too many dreams, not enough schemes
And a bike with no gears to ride with the wheels going too slow

So, you tell ‘em:
"I’m leaving London for Land’s End
With a green tent and a violin
I’m going to strike the hammers and pull the bow
Just another day to forget this show
And come back to me”

Come back to me
Darling, come back to me
Come back….

Now don’t it seem like to long a time since you were sweating in the spotlight?
Too many jeers, not enough cheers
But when you sing you’ve got nothing to hide
Singing: "where does the time go?
And where did the time go?”

Oh, darling, when will you ever learn?
The grass is always greener,
It’s everywhere you turn
You’ll see it:
Everything you’re sure of is up for change
We’re all stuck on this spinning stage
Spinning around and round
And round and round and round

Lyrics to The Towans :
(Hidden Track)

Its a wild stretch of land
Such a sad place to be
When the night comes heavy down
And the sands turn to sea

Many saints have lost their love
Many a pilgrim dies unseen
In that wild stretch of land
In that fire to be free