A song about things going wrong
Lyrics: Keith Richbell, with Brian Booth. Vocals, all guitars and programmed percussion: Brian Booth. Recorded on a Tascam 404 cassette portaplayer
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fiogf49gjkf0d When Love Was Befriended
Music: Brian Booth; lyrics: Keith Richbell and Brian Booth
She was careless with loving
But he couldn't care less
She thought he had feelings
But he felt she had thoughts
He had nought with his bankers
Her bank statement had six noughts
She thought she was wanted
He only wanted one thought
How come it ended
When love was befriended
And everything just seemed so nice?
As is often in mid-life
When dreams need a midwife
And happiness seems out of reach
Focus on what's real
Not on the big deal
Enjoy your own little niche
She wanted a stranger
It was strange what she wanted
She said what she meant
But he meant what he said
She loved a dear friend
But that friendship came dear
Her bed was of roses
He rose only in bed
How come it ended
When love was befriended
And everything just seemed so nice?
For as we get older
Our need of a shoulder
Exceeds others' need to be free
Focus on what's real
Not on the big deal
Or false dreams of liberty
She was hopelessly helpless
He was helplessly hopeful
She hoped for action
But he acted from hope
She wrote she was waiting
He waited, not writing
She thought she could swing it
He'd rather swing from a rope
How come it ended
When love was befriended
And everything just seemed so nice?
As time presses down, we
Don't stop, look around, see
That happiness comes at a price
Focus on what's real
Not on the big deal
The present may just suffice..
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