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Anthony Phillips Album


Invisible Men (1983)
1983
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It's Not Easy
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13.
Trail Of Tears (CD extra track)
14.
The Ballad Of Penlee (CD extra track)
15.
Alex (CD extra track)
. . .


High, dreaming on the seventh floor
I always need a little bit more distraction
I don't want to work, I'd rather be in the sun
Cos they're all out there...watch out...see those
Golden bodies passing my way
Golden bodies now summer's here to stay
So tell me, what you gonna do tonight
Is there some place we can find
Dancing on the beach by moonlight
Til morning
Here under a banana tree
Sitting with my daiquiri rum beside me
It's clear I'm never gonna give up this life of ease
Cos it's alright...hold tight...see those
Golden bodies passing my way
Golden bodies now summer's here to stay
So tell me, what you gonna do tonight
Is there some place we can find
Dancing on the beach by moonlight
Til morning

. . .


They saw the flags, it didn't look so bad
they heard the news and how we could not lose
And they sang with the marching band
The sailors' wives with anxious eyes
But it impressed them too
They even cheered up as the ships pulled clear
And though it was no-one's fault
That men went off to war
I saw a thousand faces all along the shore...
The women were watching
So no-one thought of turning back
He didn't fight for his country's pride
His life was sold cos it was better than the dole
He even waved as they sent him away
But something's changed - no this is not a game
She held his hand and it was cold and damp
She couldn't hide from the feelings inside
Cos in the storm the night before
She heard him calling... goodbye goodbye goodbye
Won't you give me a smile
I could be gone for a long long while
And though it was no-one's fault
That he had to go to war
Among a thousand faces all along the shore
A woman was watching
He never thought of turning back

. . .


The girl in the gallery,
The way she moves her hair,
Footsteps in the Autumn leaves,
Turning and finding no-one there
Traces of you in the morning light
Traces of you in the night
You're haunting me still
I don't even have to try
I always find those...
Traces of you all around my life
Traces of you like a Knife
Twisting inside my heart
You're tearing my world apart
Don't torture me
The ring of the telephone
The quizzical hello
The glass in my hand shaking
Lying shattered in the snow
I saw a face in a picture show
Those Alborado eyes calling me
I see trees, I see indigo
I can't keep up this disguise

. . .


Somewhere between the shades of grey
Where the sky meets the ocean
Invisible steel kissed the waves
Here it comes through the rain
Watching alone for birds of prey
Flying high out of the sunset
The picket patrol scans and waits
For a sign overhead
Cutting the spray she pitched and rolled
Unaware that she was chosen
Minutes away, the devil's own
Had her marked from the rest
Here silicon heart hummed below
Careful eyes checked the readings
Deep in the dark, machines aglow
But nothing showed on the screens
Somewhere between the shades of grey
Where the sky meets the ocean
Invisible steel kissed the waves
Here it comes through the rain

. . .


What a situation
I want to take you beside the sea
But I've got no transportation
No tyres on the bike and the car's got a leak
I had an inspiration
Something's climbing above the trees
It's silent aviation
No bottlenecks on the A23
Me oh my, watch me fly, through the sky, higher and higher
Eagle eye, one mile high, watch us fly
Love in a hot air balloon
Feelings of elation
Floating around in the atmosphere
It's pure intoxication
Moet Chandon et personne conduire
Losing elevation
The sands have run out and we're going down
She stubbed her cigarette out
And now we're on course for the Eiffel Tower
Me oh my, watch me fly, through the sky, higher and higher
Eagle eye, one mile high, watch us fly
Love in a hot air balloon

. . .


Going for broke
There's nothing around here to make me stay
Going for broke
Who'd be a loser and play it safe?
Roll the dice - spin the wheel
I'm gonna take a chance tonight
I'm gonna make a deal
Going for broke
This is the moment to shoot the moon
Going for broke
I haven't got the time to waste on you
Roll the dice - spin the wheel
I'm gonna take a chance tonight
I'm gonna make a deal
Nothing to lose
Making my move
Nobody's gonna use me
Going for broke
There's something here inside me that won't lie down
Going for broke
There's nothing to tie me to this man's town
Going for broke
One of these days you're gonna see my face
Going for broke
One of these days you're gonna know my name

. . .


All alone at the station
Oh, how I needed a drink
And as I stared at the table
I was starting to think
I must have fallen for love again
You've got me counting the days
Till you come back
I'm wondering if you have changed
In the night when I hold you
Will you whisper my name?
Will you sigh like you used to?
Will it ever be the same?

. . .


29 in Highgate, P.R. Queen
So socially unattainable
Down the line in Balham Johnny's keen
Pursuing the unobtainable
I said "Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's spinning you like a circus wheel."

By moonlight, scheming all his moves
Detectives at her heels

Sally, what's your game?
What are you trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I can't take my eyes off you.

Tea with Princes, dinner with the stars
She's cool amongst High Society
Johnny takes her to a wimpy bar
And acts with perfect sobriety
I said "Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's spinning you like a circus wheel."

Call the Airforce, call the C.I.A.
She won't escape this time

Sally, what's your game?
What are you trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I can't take my eyes off you.

Taking off for ten weeks on the Nile
The Nights will be rich with mystery
Johnny's swimming with the crocodiles
But he's gonna teach her some history
I said "Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's spinning you like a circus wheel."

He's in the gym, he's on the driving range
It's make or break this time.

Sally, what's your game?
What are you trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I can't take my eyes off you.

. . .


Cold streets, everyone's inside
There's just me driving through the night
I want your heart, I need your love
I wanted you from the very start
Storm winds swirling in the snow
The last bridge to carry me back home
I want your heart, I need your love
I wanted you from the very start
Nothing matters anymore
I've acted like a fool
Cos every time I find a door
It always leads me back to you
I never could resist the smile
Dancing in your eyes
Each town passes in a haze
I'm free now and i can hardly wait
Long roads coming to an end
I'm so close to holding you again

. . .


Well here she comes through the trees
In her saffron robes and dangling beads
She's a special child, touching the Holy Sea
Where white no longer is pure
And red, the colour of the cure.

In San Francisco she lights a flame
And in Brazilian bars they chant his name
She's a special child who's playing the God-find game
Where white no longer is pure
And red the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away.

I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine

No more family, no more friends
No expectations now, no bitter ends
For she's a special child, with a castle she must defend
Where white no longer is pure
And red the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away.

I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine

Well, it's over now, I think I know
We tried to work it out, someone let go
I've got a special place, your bridge to the outside world
Where white no longer is pure
And red the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away.

I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine

. . .

It's Not Easy

[No lyrics]

. . .


Dust drew down the desert night
Stallions kick and moan.
All along the ridge the stormy light
Assailing the fortresses of stone
Father Eli took his watch
His keen eyes fixed right into the sky.
Daybreak found his chair was rocking still
No message could anyone find

Yena had a secret dream,
To touch the stuccoed stars.
From the deep of snow-enchanted woods,
He called them from afar
Hunters by the Deadman's Spit
All struck dumb, the forest crowned in flame
The dragon rose into the burning air
Then everything lay still again – and so it's

Oh, my time has come,
I never hoped for something quite like this

Shadows in the creeping mist
The dark beams circled close,
Baronesses played a hand of whist
Unseeing, the monolithic host
Meters racing, dials jammed,
The heat sears, the metals twists and tears
They're all out on Pan Am 109
The giants melted into thin air...oh hear me

Oh, my time has come,
I never hoped for something quite like this.
Oh, I wait in the night

I'd packed my bags by ten past six
Subscriptions paid and sent
Through the fields to the landing strip
I'll always wonder what you meant
Diamonds dancing, mountains shake
Wind bellows, the valley struck with gold,
With my photo of the Prince of Wales,
I might not get back till you're old – and hear it

Oh, my time has come,
I never hoped for something quite like this.

. . .

Trail Of Tears

[No lyrics]

. . .


[From the CD of Invisible Men]
Sunday morning
There's a cold wind
Down by the Tatterdoo
Rocks are scarred with blue
No one saw her
Like a seabird
Fly high the crested waves
Saw her fall from grace
Solomon Brown
Solomon Brown
Facing the storm alone
Losing your way home
Can you hear me?
There's a cruel sea
God knows how hard we tried
Save us from this night
Solomon Brown
Solomon Brown
Facing the storm alone
Losing your way home
Sunday morning
There's a cold wind
Down by the Tatterdoo
Rocks are scarred with blue
Solomon Brown
Solomon Brown
Facing the storm alone
Losing your way...

. . .

Alex

[No lyrics]

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