Liquor




We walked in shadows, hand in hand,
Two trembling hearts we didn’t understand.
Your voice was soft, the world was cold
We tried to bloom, but grief took hold.

Oh, tragic love, La di da, da da, oh girl,
A quiet room where echoes ache.
Tragic love
Two brittle hearts too prone to break.

You spoke of futures wrapped in grey,
I felt them slipping day by day.
A final glance, a turning door
Now I’m the ghost you don’t wait for.

Oh, tragic love, La di da, da da, oh girl,
A quiet room where echoes ache.
Tragic love
Two brittle hearts too prone to break.

And in the night, I feel you near
A fading trace of what was dear.
Tragic love
I carry you like sorrow’s souvenir.


Oh, tragic love, La di da, da da, oh girl,
A quiet room where echoes ache.
Tragic love
Two brittle hearts too prone to break.


Oh, tragic love, La di da, da da, oh girl,
A quiet room where echoes ache.
Tragic love
Two brittle hearts too prone to break.


All of This and Nothing

Dave Gahan & Soulsavers