In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
I come from the land of the Wessex downs
From the Hampshire hills near Winchester town
In the country where the soft South rivers flow down
To English channel I roam, this is where I call home
I sing for my supper and I'm pretty well fed
My cross is silent and I make my bed
Where I can find a crown and somewhere to lay my head
And the traveling day is done
And all my songs have been sung
But honey I was lonely on the road
I was all on my own
Hanging outside at the back of a death metal show
I saw you standing there with your hair down low
A kink in your step that made me want to know
If you would like to take me home
Who'd of thought that a French kiss
From a Parisian girl could capture an English boy
She comes from the channels of a distant shore
From the land of revolution and of Agincourt
From the King's blood stain on a tricolor
And the culture a little too high
For an English boy like me
She doesn't know the Island I grew up upon
The valleys and the hills that I've roamed along
And she doesn't like my clothes
And she doesn't like my songs
But she's still my mademoiselle
And it goes to show you never can tell
'Cause she was a quiet one
She was a shy one
She was the prettier at the show
She crept up so slowly
She crept up behind me
But still she pretended that she didn't know
But all that she thinks of me, and she kissed me
And she's yet to let me go though I'm far away
Across of sea I'm singing for the hope
That she would ever remember me
So honey, when you're lonely on the road
You're all on your own
Hanging outside at the back of the country show
Picture me there with hat down low
A smile upon my face to let you know
That I would like to take you home
That I would like to take you home
To the hills that I know
I would like to take you home, to the places I go
I would like to take you home
That's the way that a French kiss from an English boy
Can capture a Parisian girl
From the Hampshire hills near Winchester town
In the country where the soft South rivers flow down
To English channel I roam, this is where I call home
I sing for my supper and I'm pretty well fed
My cross is silent and I make my bed
Where I can find a crown and somewhere to lay my head
And the traveling day is done
And all my songs have been sung
But honey I was lonely on the road
I was all on my own
Hanging outside at the back of a death metal show
I saw you standing there with your hair down low
A kink in your step that made me want to know
If you would like to take me home
Who'd of thought that a French kiss
From a Parisian girl could capture an English boy
She comes from the channels of a distant shore
From the land of revolution and of Agincourt
From the King's blood stain on a tricolor
And the culture a little too high
For an English boy like me
She doesn't know the Island I grew up upon
The valleys and the hills that I've roamed along
And she doesn't like my clothes
And she doesn't like my songs
But she's still my mademoiselle
And it goes to show you never can tell
'Cause she was a quiet one
She was a shy one
She was the prettier at the show
She crept up so slowly
She crept up behind me
But still she pretended that she didn't know
But all that she thinks of me, and she kissed me
And she's yet to let me go though I'm far away
Across of sea I'm singing for the hope
That she would ever remember me
So honey, when you're lonely on the road
You're all on your own
Hanging outside at the back of the country show
Picture me there with hat down low
A smile upon my face to let you know
That I would like to take you home
That I would like to take you home
To the hills that I know
I would like to take you home, to the places I go
I would like to take you home
That's the way that a French kiss from an English boy
Can capture a Parisian girl
Lyrics submitted by simon_quine, edited by khaleesiofsnow
To Take You Home Lyrics as written by Francis Edward Turner
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"land of the wessex counts"
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"king's blood stain on a tricolour"
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its "land of the wessex downs" didn't feel this one at first,but now one of my favourites!franky did it again.this is such a good album
agincourt, not eyes in court
who cares about the few wrong lyrics it dosnt matter
yet agin a tear jerking song which is to be loved by every one!!!!
im so excited to seeing him in leeds in oct he will be amazing
i wonder if he would let me touch his beard???
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"the land of the Wessex downs"
"When the travelling day is done"
"Hanging out sad at the back of a death metal show"
"Who'd have thought that a French kiss"
"revolution and Agincourt"
"She crept up so slyly"
"Hanging out sad at the back of a country show"