In the Evening of Her Day
Getting high every night
Until I couldn't see the sunshine in the light
Start again, draw some fire
Defy the built in obsolescence and soft desire
When love's the only thing it hurts to lose
In the evening of her day
Ophelia comes to court me
Not that I could stay away
Her kisses seem to haunt me
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser
Hanging like a bird of prey
But fated not to capture
Her tender touch
Sleepless nights, I walk the streets
It was kind of like a movie but not as deep
What might've been and what will be
Embraced each other in conspiracy
The night drum always plays a requiem
In the evening of her day
Ophelia comes to court me
Not that I could stay away
Her kisses seem to haunt me
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser
Hanging like a bird of prey
That never seems to capture
Her tender touch
I fell so high from the ferris wheel
And all the fairground lights
Were flickering sweet delights
So, so, tell me why is it that I feel
I tripped, stumbled, slipped and fell?
Left drowning in the wishing well
In the evening of her day
Ophelia came to court me
Not that I could stay away
Her kisses seem to haunt me
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser
Hanging like a bird of prey
But fated not to capture
Her tender touch (that I need so much)
Until I couldn't see the sunshine in the light
Start again, draw some fire
Defy the built in obsolescence and soft desire
When love's the only thing it hurts to lose
In the evening of her day
Ophelia comes to court me
Not that I could stay away
Her kisses seem to haunt me
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser
Hanging like a bird of prey
But fated not to capture
Her tender touch
Sleepless nights, I walk the streets
It was kind of like a movie but not as deep
What might've been and what will be
Embraced each other in conspiracy
The night drum always plays a requiem
In the evening of her day
Ophelia comes to court me
Not that I could stay away
Her kisses seem to haunt me
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser
Hanging like a bird of prey
That never seems to capture
Her tender touch
I fell so high from the ferris wheel
And all the fairground lights
Were flickering sweet delights
So, so, tell me why is it that I feel
I tripped, stumbled, slipped and fell?
Left drowning in the wishing well
In the evening of her day
Ophelia came to court me
Not that I could stay away
Her kisses seem to haunt me
It's an accident of birth
That had me born a loser
Hanging like a bird of prey
But fated not to capture
Her tender touch (that I need so much)
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Anthony Duffy
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