Eleven Years Lyrics - New Model Army

Stevie said now don't look round they're watching us 

Two girls in the corner of that dodgy club 

And the grey eyes, the storm that I've come to know and wish for 

Before I caught a breath, well, she was standing there. 

We walked the streets of our town just talking 

And the dawn broke grey and freezing through the deserted blocks 

Just when your life is stale and there's reason there for everything 

Something comes to kick you up inside 

Eleven sweet years and no nearer home 

A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone 

Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness 

Trying not to look down 

No Rest for the wicked is still how it goes 

Twisted up and turning in my bed alone 

And separation pains like a blunted amputation 

Pushing endless coins in the telephone 

Eleven sweet years and no nearer home 

A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone 

Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness 

Trying not to look down 

So rest in these open arms and lie until they come for you 

And tell me everything you've ever felt, tell me everything you want to see . . . 

Forever running even when we are standing still 

Driven on and fired up as the whirlwinds blow 

And shouting out inside "I'm proud of you, I'm proud of you" 

Ten thousand footsteps echo down the Brixton Road 

Eleven sweet years and no nearer home 

A hundred thousands miles through this battle zone 

Still high on the wire above the hollow darkness 

Trying not to look down