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  1. Midsummer Common

From the recording Intelligence Under Pressure - 15 track album

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Midsummer Common
This song was written for a girl I knew. We were driving to Cambridge. I hadn't been there before. Talking about the places we should visit, she said we could visit Midsummer Common. I loved the sound of those two words so much I kept repeating them, like an incantation. Later, we split up and I wanted to build a monument to her. This song is the closest I could get. I should also acknowledge that Oxford, and not Cambridge is the original city of 'dreaming spires'. Matthew Arnold (1822-1888), Professor of Poetry at Balliol College, Oxford, first christened the 'dreaming spires' in 'Thrysis', his elegy for Arthur Hugh Clough, a close friend who had died in Italy. Cambridge nonetheless, has it's own dreaming spires. And it also has Midsummer Common.

Written by Con Meehan
© 2003 Lightning Bird Records Ltd.
℗ 2003 Lightning Bird Records Ltd.
All rights reserved.

Lyrics

We danced around each other
Like there were blades upon the floor
We talked into the silence
'Til we couldn't stop the bleeding
When we had no more lies to tell
We tried to find the truth
But nobody could remember the address
And I never even saw you undress
Wow, wow

Dreaming spires, evening choirs
Quietly flows the Cam
Amo, ergo sum,
I love, therefore I am,
On Midsummer Common
Midsummer Common yeah
Midsummer Common wow, wow, wow
It's where I can be, yeah, yeah

I held you close against me
In our minefield of desire
I bit your lip and you cried out
That love was a hopeless mess
Then you cried out for vengeance
From the depths of your despair
And my comfort to your lips I pressed
And I never even saw you undress
Wow, wow

Dreaming spires, evening choirs
Quietly flows the Cam
Amo, ergo sum,
I love, therefore I am,
On Midsummer Common
Midsummer Common yeah
Midsummer Common wow, wow, wow
It's where I can be, yeah, yeah

And we danced around each other
Crying like the rain
'Cause this dance we knew
We'd never dance again
Then we broke up into
The mercy of the Lord
On one last heaving
Power-chord of pain

Wow, wow

Dreaming spires, evening choirs
Quietly flows the Cam
Amo, ergo sum,
I love, therefore I am,
On Midsummer Common
Midsummer Common yeah
Midsummer Common wow, wow, wow
It's where I can be, yeah, yeah
Written by Con Meehan
© 2003 Lightning Bird Records Ltd.
℗ 2003 Lightning Bird Records Ltd.