All Over The Floor - Live | Danny Bradley

Описание: A song about busking in Liverpool on Sunday mornings, while all the weary hen parties limp past you, like wounded soldiers, back to the train station.

A song from the debut album 'Small Talk Songs'.
Available now as:

A CD - https://dannybradleymusic.com/onlines...
A vinyl - https://dannybradleymusic.com/onlines...
A digital album - https://dannybradleymusic.bandcamp.co...

Camera wizardry by Jack Birkett.

Lyrics:

Yesterday's war
Is all over the floor;
Plastic cups on the ground,
Outlasting all the ups and the downs.

And the broken birds
Don't feel so bold
In the morning.
There's a healing hurt
In the borning.

Well most of the night
Was mostly a fight,
But, now blinded, they
Are bested by the light of the day.

And the sunlit curb
Is a fatal blur
In the corner,
Guiding the way
Back to home turf.

Did I seem out of line?
Did I leave my phone behind?
Could you fill the blanks in my mind?

I'm alive, but I'm dead,
And my feet have gone red.
Could you kill the dank in my head?
And tell me again what I said?

They're hobblin' about,
They're aching out loud;
The sorry sounds emerge
Floating 'round a hopeless herd.

And the half-dead crowd
Won't be too loud
As they pass by;
Limping away from last night.