I STARTED SOMETHING I COULDN'T FINISH

The lanes were silent
There was nothing, no one, nothing around for miles
I doused our friendly venture
With a hard-faced
Three-word gesture

I started something
I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly
Never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me
Typical me
I started something
...And now I'm not too sure

I grabbed you by the guilded beams
Uh, that's what tradition means
And I doused another venture
With a gesture
That was ... absolutely vile

I started something
I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly
Never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me
Typical me
I started something
...And now I'm not too sure

I grabbed you by the guilded beams
Uh, that's what tradition means
And now eighteen months' hard labour
Seems ... fair enough

I started something
And I forced you to a zone
And you were clearly
Never meant to go
Hair brushed and parted
Typical me, typical me
Typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure

I started something
I started something
Typical me, typical me
Typical me, typical me
Typical me, typical me
Typical me
I started something
And now I'm not too sure

OK Stephen ? ...Do that again ?


Not one of my favourite tracks, to be honest, but nonetheless, suited to its position in the album. The hard-faced three-word gesture has to be "I love you", but of course the use of the phrase "hard-faced" implies its dual nature i.e. it also means "I hate you". He sings of sexual and social naivety and unsurity as he tells the object of his attentions of his love; now (s)he has responded, he is suddenly unsure about the relationship, and confused.

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