​Philip S Smith

Vocals: Tamlan Dipper

 

Written after a boozy afternoon birthday party with Steve, Pippa and her friends, one of whom was going though a break-up. This isn't really all that much like the actual story (one or two details remain). And it's from the cheating man's point of view, for some reason. The exact set-up here is that the couple who are getting divorced are having a kind-of 'goodbye evening' where they are drinking in a wine bar, then go and have dinner later. Speaking about this and that, but the real talk is about where it all went wrong.

 

And it went wrong when the singer committed adultery with a mutual friend.

 

Not that this particular 'gentleman' is willing to admit that it was his fault. You know, it was fate! The passage of time pulled us apart! The distance was deafening! I needed to be free and follow my heart! Etc, etc, blah, blah. And a bunch of other bulls**t that passes the lips of someone who is genuinely living in the belief that their actions were 100% OK and reasonable.

 

Thank go to DJN/RN for useful discussions on the mix (which was supprisingly difficult to get anywhere near right).

 

Lyrics

Verse

Sitting in a cafe-bar a

Coffee pot, some talking shop is

bustling with life passing

Bustling with thoughts.

Talking of a plane journey

visa check and baggage collect,

Thinking of the real words that

give us how we're here.

 

Chorus

In the end, the dice were cast

when you toured East, and Jenna passed

Her form through, our lives falling sand.

But take the time, before mum died,

When we were ours, and you my bride,

Were bounded to my heart's loving hand.

 

Verse

Walking on, some restaurant

Table two and something new you,

want to say it's my fault, you

Want to claim is me...

Waiting on a break in the

quiet cold, I won't be told that

Fault is mine, I needed to,

Break away, be free.

 

Chorus

In the end, the dice were cast

when you toured East, and Jenna passed

Her form through, our lives falling sand.

But take the time, before mum died,

When we were ours, and you my bride,

Were bounded to my heart's loving hand.

 

Bridge (Instrumental)

 

Verse

Sitting in a cafe-bar some

bottle wine, and still some time to

Pass away the past life or

lay to rest regret.

Standing up to walk on you

Never break - for heavens sake just

know I think you right to go

right you don't forget...

 

End Chorus

In the end, the dice were cast

when you toured East, and Jenna passed

Her form through, our lives falling sand

But take the time, before mum died,

When we were ours, and you my bride,

Were bounded to my heart's loving hand.

 

Yeah take the time before mum died

and you broke down in broken pride

needing to throw in your say...

so in the end I throw the dice

I landed here please don't think twice -

leave regret standing in the doorway.

 

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Special thanks: Elizabeth Sedgwick