Collections letra

All the World's a stage,"
A friend of mine, he sometimes said,
And though he tried to show the way,
They only care about his name.

"Love is for the Fool,"
A blind old man, he always said.
But of its' joys, he sometimes spoke
And then it seemed, he could see.

"Life is for the Strong,"
A travelling monk, he told me once
But of the weak, he never spoke
though their cries beat on his ears.

I stood my gun in hand
The Swallow flew to meet his love
And as they touched, I shot him down
But now it's me that can't fly

Phillips Anthony - Letras

• Ballad Of Penlee 1983
• Birdsong
• Bleak House
• Collections
• Exocet
• Falling For Love
• God If I Saw Her Now
• Going For Broke
• Golden Bodies
• Greenhouse
• Guru
• Henry Portraits From Tudor Times
• Holy Deadlock
• I Saw You Today
• I Want Your Heart
• I Want Your Love
• Love In A Hot Air Balloon
• Lucy Will
• Magdalen
• Master of Time
• Moonshooter
• My Time Has Come
• Now what
• Pulling Faces
• Regrets
• Sally
• Side Door
• Silver Song Demo
• Sistine
• squirrel
• Stranger Demo
• The Women Were Watching
• Traces
• Um and Aargh
• We're All As We Lie
• Which Way The Wind Blows
• Wise After The Event