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Staring at the girl at the other end of the bar
Grinning like an idiot, still don't know where to start
Need something to do, something to say
When it comes to love I get my own way
Love is a needlessly contrary competition
Often complicated, no proper definition
Taking aim at nothing, complaining when I hit it
Love is not a lottery unless you buy a ticket

Tonight she's got the whole world at her fingertips
She might unlock my life with just one kiss

Tonight, don't let me down tonight, the sirens and blue lights
Are violins and choirs sent to serenade tonight
There are sonnets I could write, revolutions to ignite
If I just put down my pint and talk to you to...

...Set the scene more thoroughly; a dreary Wednesday night crowd
It's mental in the gentlemen’s - the ultraviolet light's out
A dog is licking lager up under someone's table
Sat amongst the gargoyles is a solitary angel
They're no brighter than their bling, bitter as Bacardi
All I hear is whistling, the pounding of my heartbeat
Everyone smells of smoke, sweat and desperation
They're tryin' to be stars, she's shining like a constellation tonight

She's got the whole world at her fingertips
So why not unlock my life with just one kiss?

Tonight, don't let me down tonight, don't let me drown tonight
Be swept out with the tide while there's land in sight
And sonnets left to write, revolutions to ignite
If I just put down my pint and talk to you tonight

Suddenly she's by my side, 'penny-for-your-thoughts' me
I just shake my head, say “being back in here transports me,
The first time that I saw you was the last time I felt lonely”
She says, “let's go home love, the babysitter's phoned me”

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from Fifty Five Stories Down, released February 1, 2019
© Matt Blick/Harry Verity 2018

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Matt Blick Nottingham, UK

Songwriter/singer from Nottingham, UK. Like early inspiration Billy Bragg, Matt sings in his real accent and plays electric guitar (there’s more tuba than acoustic guitar on his songs). He plays like someone who spent more time in mosh pits than coffee shops and sings about faith and doubt, love and loss, airports and abattoirs. ... more

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