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What a lot of talk about it
Ooh such a lot of talk about willpower Ooh talkin' talkin' talkin' willpower Desire Talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' talkin' about willpower Tell the world how well it's working Never say how much it's hurtin' Easy sayin' what to do Easy if it isn't you Willpower What a lot of talk about it Running head first down that slide Burnin' up so bad inside So much bullshit on the front Give 'em more of what they want Willpower Lady willpower Willpower Lady willpower |
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In a white room
With black curtains Near the stations Black roof country No gold pavements Tired starlings Silver horses Ran down moonbeams In your dark eyes Dawn light smiles On you leaving My contentment... And I'll wait in this place Where the sun never shines Wait in this place Where the shadows run from themselves You said no strings Could secure you At the station Platform tickets Restless diesels Goodbye windows I walked into Such a sad time At the station As I walked out Felt my own need Just beginning And I'll wait in the queue As the trains come back Lie in the dark Where the shadows run from themselves At the party She was kindness In the hard crowd Consolation For the old wounds Now forgotten Yellow tigers Crouched in jungles In your dark eyes She's just dressing Goodbye windows Tired starlings And I'll wait in this place With the lonely crowd Lie in the dark Where the shadows run from themselves |
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You asked me to a party
to a house just by the moon You gave me silver loving the end was all too soon You asked me to the theatre in a place quite near the sun You gave me golden sunbeams you act was all in fun Rope ladder to moon! You asked me to a meeting in a cottage in the snow You gave me central heating I can't forget the glow You asked me to a weekend down by the stormy sea You took me to a ceremony and the sacrifice ? was me! You asked me to a stromcloud up near the rainbow's end Then you threw away the ladder and gave me to your friend You took me to a prison and you said its chief was me Then you locked me deep inside you and thew away the key Rope ladder to the moon! |
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When the wagons leave the city
for the forest and further on Painted wagons of the morning dusty roads where they have gone Sometimes travelling through the darkness met the summer coming home Fallen faces by the wayside looked as if they might have known O the sun was in their eyes and the desert that dries In the country town where the laughter sounds O the dancing and the singing O the music when they played O the fires that they started O the girls with no regret Sometimes they found it Sometimes they kept it Often lost it on the way Fought each other to possess it Sometimes died in sight of day |
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When I hear that big black whistle they blow
I feel inside that it's time for me to be going Fortunately baby I'd already gone before When they say I'm worth ten pieces of coal And you shouting hey what about when you are an old man Fortunately baby I'd already locked the door They say there are men who are blue like me in the stars Beards for the weird and bars for bizarre guitarmen Fortunately baby I'd already joined the force Good time train well it does not need any track It wins the race to the place where I'm gonna pack up Fortunately baby I'd already grabbed the sky All the days that the road has spent on me Judges shout you've got to slave to be a freeman Fortunately baby I am never coming back Good time train, good time train... |
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Running, jumping, pushing its way
Mornings nighttime blends into day Can't find curtains to shut it away We were alone in the hills of the night Now the neon dawn lets in the light And the milkman that nobody knows Leaves bottles of tears At the house full of laughter Nobody ever hears O the grass is burned black By the ships coming back from the stars, golden stars Seas turned to steam When we boiled the dream of tomorrow, tomorrow When it gets light Some of them always stay She's dressed in white Till the smoke turns her grey Falling, stumbling, feeling its way Mornings nighttime moves into day Can't find warmth to keep it away Used to be alone on the waves of cloud Now the flotsam dawn brings in the crowd And the angel who sits in her car Full of desire But the hoses who came from the town Put out her fire O the seas have run dry And the sun's one good eye is too blind to see Sky has gone bad From the good times we had burning bright, such good times When it gets light Some of them always stay She's dressed in white Till the smoke turns her grey |
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How will I find you O my love
In the darkness of day I will look in glass forests Where electric fish play How will I see you when I find you In the brightness of light I will see you on the silver train That people call night How will I know you when I see you In the bareness of spring I will know you by starlight Where the road's echoes sing How will I love you when I know you In the greyness of mist I will love you forever Where sadness has kissed Walking by the sea See the names floating by Trying to find each other's Trails in the sky |
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Keep it down
If it's still hangin' around Kept away Well it's lost inside a day On the journey through the street To the corner you have to meet Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around In the dawn When the last drop it has gone Summer leaves From the hill where my love grieves In the sun where you met her In the shade where you left her Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around You've got to keep it down And never let it go to the top 'Cause you know that if it does The roundabout is nevver gonna stop, never gonna stop In the night There's a space replaces your face That you lent I don't know just how it went Though the trains have passed it by It still sits up in your sky Keep keepin' it down If it's hangin' around Yeah... Keep it down... keep it down... keep it down... |
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Pieces of mind
See how they ran Prizes of sun Still to be won When the life is made of straw Can you tell me what it's for Waves that pound against the door Leave me at the place of/throw it away/throw it away Leave it today/ Keep me dancing stop me grasping Clouds that turn to dust on touching Times I'm so far from/What I want So much the same Living in games Pieces of cake Until they break apart They say the plane that comes to pass never rhymes Now it burns on grass too steep to climb Best of friends Until the flowers end Mines have taken their place Darkness in their face Now the golden coach is here Can you cure me of the fear Should I move into the clear Find a time in which I/throw it away/get out today Keep me singing stop me clutching Rooms that turn to dust on touching Times I'm so far from/What I want Merry-go-round In a town without a sound Wings for hire From the church with no choir The burning ship is sailing It will not leave without me ? /Throw it away/get out today/ Get out today/ ? Keep me singing stop me clutching Rooms that turn to dust on leaving Times I'm so far from/What I want Merry-go-round In a town without a sound Wings for hire From the church with no choir The burning ship is sailing It will not leave without me The stocks of fire unfailing Won't set me free There goes the price of drowning So I must swim to the end Each day the head needs crowning To much to mend... |
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Without a word
The time is mist The branches twist against the sun The leaves that left Had to run Without a word Without a word Without a word Between the two I'm losing you, losing you In proud parades, in crowded nights The plans we laid We can't get through Without a word Without a word Without a word To say what's yours I'm losing you, losing you In racing streets, where ends don't meet Tomorrow's train Has closed its doors Without a word Without a word... |
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Brown-Bruce-Hart
I saw a man on Primrose Hill Mickey the fiddler was there Reaching out for the highest note He could extract from the air With his fiddle and bow I saw a man on Primrose Hill Mickey the fiddler stood there At an angle to the universe Standing utterly still Small man in a big world And with the warming of the seasons And with yje changing of his mind He walks out from the prison He cries, "Thank you sir" I saw a man on Primrose Hill Staring into my mind He told the month when I was born Told me what I would find At the end of the rainbow Mickey the fiddler's on Primrose Hill His clothes worn down at the heel At an angle to the universe He stands utterly still Small man in a big world And with the warming of the seasons And with the changing of his mind He walks out from the prison He cries, "Thank you sir" Thank you sir |
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Ships in the night
Searching for day Beckoning lips So far away Shadows adrift Hiding from light Ships in the night Sometimes you feel Then again you can't Morning comes down Soon after the dance Time slowly drowns Streets so unreal Needing to heal Harbours of love Shining so calm Far beyond pain Outside of harm Why must we move Into the rain Again... Ships in the night Riding the waves Yesterday slips Into the haze Memories ripped Sliding from sight Ships in the night Maybe you win, Maybe you lose Future seems like Just another ruse Sirens invite Us to begin Come right on in Harbours of love Shining so calm Far beyond pain Outside of harm Why must we move Out of the sun Into the rain Again... |
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