Anne Clark

Stumbling words and stuttering lips
Make the sentence complete
A death sentence complete

Create hell our of hopelessness
Confirm the failure of it all

Falling and calling
Falling and crawling
A Stick in the ground scratches your name
A scream in the darkness is searching
Again and again

Watching eyes wait for sadeness to rise
True superstitions combine and thicken
This poison that reaches my soul
This terror that blackens my soul

I must smile at your strategy
And laugh at your plan
And the execution of it all

Like death itself, love is rotting inside of me
But there'll be no protection for you; you cannot hide me

I am cold on a bed of ice
But like seasons I know it will pass
It will always return again though
A summer of love is a momentary and transient thing

Winter will always return again

I've been sitting here all day
Trying to understand
Why people want to rule each other
When the problem's close at hand

A little less of what you want
And more of what you've got
Is enough to keep you struggling
Without hatching other plots

But justify yourself!
Don't satisfy yourself!
You should be out there voting
Say the power mongers gloating

The left-wing rich
Trying to shed their guilt
Go knocking down dreams
Before they're even built
Don't tell me how to live my life
Don't tell me what to do
Repression is always brought about
By people with politics and attitudes like you

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Written By APPLETON, DOMINIC / LASCHETTI, ANDREA / CLARK, ANNE CHARLOTTE / MUNDY, GARY
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There is a little place
in a little room
Where a little chap
hides away amidst the gloom

Tucks his little legs
underneath a well-worn chair
Plucks a piece of paper
and attacks at his despair

A stubby lead pencil
scratches through the fears
Of every little cruelness
that reduces us to tears

Sharp is the lead
but will it penetrate
All the nooks and crannies
that this world creates

There is so little time
for us to stop and look
As he places the cover
upon his little book

There will come a day
when this little man will die
And they'll put him in a tiny hole
underneath the sky

His little lead pencil,
book and chair
Will be placed inside a plastic bag
and taken who knows where...

Through the soft shades of summer
Fused together
by the strange seasons of the city

The stationery is stained with all
my failings

The bed lays now cold
and empty as a casket
Your body left its shape upon the sheets
and little else

I shall dress my room
in the colours of sadness...

The madman looked inside the eyes of the face upon the mirror -
"It seems I'm losing my way again" - he sighed
And once again the tell-tale tears begin their journey
down an ever deepening track

His wife places a hand upon his shoulder
How over these past few months, he's aged so many years

He'd give this life to live again
He'd be so more daring, be so much bolder -
But a little less aware
It's something of which he can't be certain
And so he stays restrained and hurting

At breakfast he places a kiss upon his only daughter
How he longs for her to run to them as she did when she was young,
But her secrets have become her fears too
Yet still she remains his child

His still-pretty wife manages so well
Makes excuses for his abscence
Tries so hard to find the road he's on

The madman combs his hair
His expression has returned almost to normal
and he blends almost perfectly with the crowd
Back into an ordinary life
An ordinary life

Your body is the shoreline
sometimes I am the sea
clinging desperately

feeling all the contours

Ebbing away
pulled by the tides
- the moon
and digital clocks

sensitive to nothing

Parting hours -
time falls through our fingers
like sand

You are just a tenant here, you say
Living in and out of this life
As cheaply as you can

I sit here in the darkness
gently
Like an old woman
Thoughts knot and click like brittle bones
doing too much
Trying to question all of this
Trying so hard to fade out
in the blackness
all of the fear
all of the tears that bring us to this

Sometimes it is better that we sit
here in the silence
I don't look at you
and you don't seem to notice
And the reasons -
the reasons are impossible to see converge

They gather like dust upon a shelf

Through these city nightmares you'd walk with me
And we'd talk of it with idealistic assurance
That it wouldn't tear us apart
We'd keep our heads above the blackened water
But there's no room for ideals in this mechanical place
And you're gone now

Through a grimy window that I can't keep clean
Through billowing smoke that's swallowed the sun
You're nowhere to be seen

Do you think our desires still burn
I guess it was desires that tore us apart
There has to be passion
A passion for living, surviving
And that means detachment
Every-body has a weapon to fight you with
To beat you with when you are down
There were too many defence between us
Doubting all the time
Fearinf all the time
Doubting all the time
Fearinf all the time
That like these urban nightmares
We'd blacken each other skies

When we passed the subway we tried to ignore our fate there
Of written threats on endless walls
Unjustified crimes carried on stifled calls
Would you walk with me now through this pouring rain
It used to mingle with our tears then dry with the hopes
That we left behind
It rains even harder now .

Suicide is an urban disease
Spread by people and places like these
A quick self destruct from the 21st floor
A smell of gas through the kitchen door
A stab in the back from the workers and bosses
They're counting their gains as you count your losses
As you count your losses
Blow the world apart with the press of a button
We all say it shouldn't but we know it will happen
Again and again like the rain and the ark
Onwards forever eternally dark
Eternally dark
The grit in your eye soon enters your heart
And all that was strength is just falling apart
We're jumping from one bed and into another
Searching for something that we'll never discover
Never discover
So we go on breeding - breeding contempt
From all of the repression that this has meant
If the bombs and the fire don't instantly kill
Then the greed from the ashes certainly will
Certainly will
This place is not my place
This place is not yours
We're set on self destruct
For no reason or cause
If the bombs and the fire don't instantly kill
Then the greed from the ashes certainly will
Certainly will

Live is all we need - you said
As you hold me in the confidence of your bed
Tomorrow's turned into today instead!
And I wake each morningfeeling so ashamed

Having fallen to emotions that we both named
How shallow now all that rubbish seems
Hearts once full are bleeding dreams
Dreams that were reality

Have now brought out the worst in me
I don't want a part in this
The stinging touch, the poisoned kiss
The alibis to keep us close

The lies you spit when I need you most
Love is just a paradox
He loves me, he loves me not
A basic human nedd is such

To be able to destry with just one touch
A stinking filthy trick I'd say
One day the prey
Love is just a heart disease

And no cure can make this aching ease
But I'll tranquilise myself from that
Let fit emotions turn to fat
Let care and concern not breed here

I've had and seen them disappear
Tear stained eyeswillnot be seen
When to touch is nothing more then obscene
To fuck it seems is the only word

The ability to love seems so absurd
Absurd because we know we lie
Laughing at it all as someone cries
One day I may find it quite amusing

How touch and tongues make life so confusing
Love was all we needed - it's dead
As the sheets grow cold on your big bad bed
Tomorrow's not important - it's dead

She clutches on to his protruding hips
for dear life
Going down
she is going under

She wishes he were emotional
or something approaching tenderness

Outside the weather beats a little harder
than her heart

Not even this will keep them together

She makes love
He makes time pass a little less painfully
One and the same perhaps

This time it could be everything

It's enough reason for staying
It's enough to make you want to die
The hardest part is trying
not to make a mess of it all

It's all we have to be thankful for

This is where silence runs its course
And sadness wipes its eyes upon us
We fall from a structure built on troubled minds
My world becomes iron and grows as cold as Winter

Soldiers in uniforms of nudity march over open hearts
Sweetly and sickly scented by roses
And your world is crushing you like those flowers
By scripts written into your skin with the ink of thorns

Ashen faces sink into silence
All lonesome trends brush shoulders
All of last night's degradation
Builds foundations on us both

All this tenderness has come to nothing
All that we require is being rearranged
I've no wish to look to the future
For my exspectations will no doubt be changed

Just rolloing along on the rest of the waves
My statements and strategies are quickly dismissed
Poisoned pens in invisible paper
Steel knuckles concealed by velvet fists

What is the chance of us living
Some of our simplest dreams
Are all the structures we build here
Really as frail as they seem

The dying are the lovers of this modern world
The power and the glory survives
With radio active bargaining
And the valueness of our lives

My turn to crumble
My turn to fall
From so very humble
To nothing al all.

Look at our young faces
They're growing older with each moment
Harder and less beautiful
With every word we say

Stumbling over bridges
And through the backstreets
Waiting for something
But we don't know what

It could be a promise
It could be passion
Eternal life
Or instant death

Wading through rubbish
And dodging choc-a-block cars
Through the door and up the stairs
We'll find some moments of happiness
Between sheets we've known so often
The warmest place in this hostile town

Afterwards, through dust and comfort filled eyes
We can look upwards
And almost stare at the stars

Bursting in a thousand places
Like a bottle of champagne
Burst all over me

Burst all over me

Foaming like a wild horse
Your breath will beat on me
Pulling me tighter with your reins
My eyes will burn on you

Burn on you

My heart will beat so loudly
Like a drumming through your brain
Then when you think I've finished
I shall beat on you again

My flesh will hit on you
Like waves against a rock
Like being dragged under water
We will fight against the shock

I will hold you in my arms
As the night turns into day
And when I squeeze you tighter
You won't pull away

Like a flash of flame
I will lick you with my tongue
Wetness shall cool the fire
And no bells shall be rung
We shall tire eventually
After we've fulfilled our needs
Until love becomes the hunger once more
And we start once again our feed

Bursting in a thousand places
Like a bottle of champagne
Burst all over me

I live off nothing in this world
Except the thick grey air that chains itself
Swirls all around and ingrains itself
Stifles my last hope into sullen despair

I don't associate myself
With all of the people I can do without
Those who never leave me in any doubt
That their selfish narrow lives are all they care about

I enjoy the silence in my life
I don't thrive on the chaos that those contact can bring
So many empty gestures
That don't mean anything

It's so hard and so cold
The texture of this world
That nothing in this place is soft enough to hold
And nothing like tenderness can ever be unfurled
I don't want anything in this world

Except a thick gray air
That will keep my heart hoping
And keep my eyes wide open
Just in case there's something there

I don't want anything in this world
Except a thick gray air
That will keep my heart hoping
And keep my eyes wide open

Just in case there's something there
Just in case there's something there

I've been sitting here all day
Trying to understand
Why people want to rule each other
When the problem's close at hand

A little less of what you want
And more of what you've got
Is enough to keep you struggling
Without hatching other plots

But justify yourself!
Don't satisfy yourself!
You should be out there voting
Say the power mongers gloating

The left-wing rich
Trying to shed their guilt
Go knocking down dreams
Before they're even built
Don't tell me how to live my life
Don't tell me what to do
Repression is always brought about
By people with politics and attitudes like you

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Written By APPLETON, DOMINIC / LASCHETTI, ANDREA / CLARK, ANNE CHARLOTTE / MUNDY, GARY
<i>Lyrics &copy; EMI Music Publishing</i>

I am the sharpened sword
The cast stond
The words that linger too long in the air
The rumbling silence over the length of a room
The lie that lay between two lovers
The hopelessness in their struggling
The price to high to pay
A dark and obscured voyeur
Combing through your secret
The stranger to the child
Loneliness in solitude
Sand in the drinkers mouth
Shadows over sunlight
And all the time you are with me
Uncertainly
Certainly of falling
Scars of souls
Scars of skin
Stars too far away to see
Wave on wave over the swimmers head
And all the time you are with me

Lone figure walks beside a restless shore
How much more?
How much more?

The world doesn't have to tell me what I need
I know how to fail and how to succeed

Tide always turns quicker
When you're least prepared
Always scared

Wake up with the fear of God
Inside me each morning
As I open my eyes
To this world without warning
So easy to fall down
So easy to be crushed
As you fight to stand at all
In this never ending rush
There's no one here who's close enough
To share this sorrow with
Have few answers for myself
Yet alone enough to give
Watch all my faults before me
Like reflections in a glass
They linger on around
And doesn't ever seem to pass
So easy to fall down
So easy to be crushed
As you fight to stand at all
In this never ending rush
My world's an open prison
Where I walk to and fro
Viewed with tunnel vision
'Cause there's no place i can go
So easy to fall down
So easy to be crushed
As you fight to stand at all
In this never ending rush