Listen to Reflections After Jane by The Clientele

Reflections After Jane

The Clientele

Indie Rock

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

The Clientele

Performer

Alasdair MacLean

Alasdair MacLean

Vocals

James Hornsey

Bass

Mark Keen

Drums

Daniel Evans

Drums

Howard Monk

Drums

Innes Phillips

Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Alasdair MacLean

Alasdair MacLean

Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Butterflies with gilded wings this morning

Touched the red sun and the rain

On the bridge, the workers pass in threes and fours and fives

To my sleeplessness, reflections after Jane

[Verse 2]

How I long to live inside a window

By the sighing motorway

Feel the city searching for my loneliness

In all the dust and glass, reflections after Jane

[Verse 3]

And I see her all on a golden Sunday

With her hair so dark in the rain

[Verse 4]

Who is in the newspapers this month or week or year?

My silent friend

I can starve my life into a deeper sleep

Remembering reflections after Jane

Written by: Alasdair MacLean