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You See Colours (03/06/2006)
03/06/2006
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To the bitter end I have fought alone,
Now this cavalry is coming home,

Like a motorcade lost in tickertape,
I have felt my way to you again,
On any other day there’d be a marching band,
But I stole away before they cut me down,

What say we go, meet by the well?
Don’t tell a soul, this is our time…

And we can lay low tonight; no I don’t have the will to fight,
My president or his designs; you & me coulda been fine, you & me were gonna be fine…

Cos you knew me when I was wide awake,
Now I sleep all day, oh my mistake!

Oh any other day, there’d be a marching band,
But I stole away before the curtain fell,

What say we go, meet by the well?
Don’t tell a soul, this is our time…

Yeah we can lay low tonight; no I don’t have the will to fight
My President or his designs; you & me coulda been fine, you & me were gonna be fine

In time, inside, here comes the falling rain,
In time, inside, here comes the pouring rain,
In time, inside, here comes the falling rain,
In time, inside, here comes the poison rain,

Yeah we can lay low tonight; no I don’t have the will to fight
My President or his denials; you & me coulda been fine,

Oh we can lay low tonight; we can set the flag alight,
We’re clawing back the time, when youth was on our side,

You & me coulda been fine, you & me were gonna be fine


. . .


I can see a hurricane tonight
It keeps me from my Valentine
This thought is doing me harm
Woo woo

Raise the alarm
And baby, this is the moment to pray dear
But I'd rather lay by your side
Cause millions are fighting their way here

Now now now
Tell me when did the water surround me?
And tell me is that love in your eyes?

New Orleans will tremble tonight
With bleeding hearts and swaying lights
A very modern machine
Woo woo, it's coming for me

Yeah maybe this is the moment to say dear
That I thought I'd have you by now
But sentiment got in the way dear

Now now now
Tell me when did the water surround me?
And tell me is that love in your eyes?
Now now now
Tell me when did the water surround me?
And tell me is that, is that love?

I can see a hurricane tonight
It keeps me from my Valentine
A very modern machine
Woo woo, it's coming for me

Tell me when did the water surround me?
And tell me is that love in your eyes?
Our last night on earth is for living
And tell me is that, is that love?

Wooo ooo...

Just tell me the truth, it makes me feel better
The love in your eyes, it makes me feel better
Tell me the truth, it makes me feel better
The love in your eyes, it makes me feel better
Wooo ooo...




. . .


This towns’, this towns’ religion,
I don’t get it; I just don’t get it,
Shoot first, think last, forgive me,
I don’t get it, but somehow I’m still right here,

And this is the world we made, too late to start again,
But at least I know where I belong…

This town, this towns’ religion,
I don’t get it; I just don’t get it,
Drink more, talk less, so guilty,
I don’t get it, but somehow I’m still right here,

And this is the world we made, too late to start again,
But at least I know where I belong, the face don’t fit but we can run,

“Whatever must you think of me, Simone? Not offerin’ to guide you safely home?
The stolen cars that tear the field apart, they’re bearing down on us, we must depart”,

The lovers in the photograph have gone; the lovers in the photograph have flown,
Because no lover could believe in, this town, this town’s religion,

And this is the world we made, strung out on street parades,
But at least I know where I belong, the face don’t fit so we should run.


. . .


Sink like a stone, into the deep that’s where we’ll go,
Tides turning home; season came down, down comes the cold,

But oh no, hey, where did you go?
Oh no, I’m calling,

Don’t let your heart break; this is your finest hour,
Don’t let your heart break; it makes me feel like dying so I,

Sink like a stone (on my heels) and into the green, letting love go,

But oh no, hey, where did you go?
Oh no, I’m calling,

Don’t let your heart break; this is your finest hour,
Don’t let your heart break; it makes me feel like dying so I…

Don’t let your heart break; this is your finest hour,
Don’t let your heart break; it makes me feel like dying so I…


. . .


Darling come home, I never wanted you to go,
I thought this space would make me grow,
But I’m not happy yet,

Darling, I’m bored; I don’t hear voices anymore,
I was content to be ignored,
And I’m not happy yet,

There’s too much in your life to fear,
There’s too much in your life to ever know what living feels like,

Darling, come home, I over rated this alone,
Intrepid start, but now it shows,
That I’m not happy yet,

‘Cos there’s too much in your life to fear,
There’s too much in your life, for real,
There’s too much in your life,
To ever know what living feels like,

In there somewhere, the myth of a
Soul in torment, one year too old,

But there you are, there you are, in the lead, in the lead,
Going faster, going faster, than you need,

But there is smoke in the background, hope in the background.


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Faster, Sarah lets run,
From disaster, Sarah come on,

And take your heart from your sleeve,
Leave behind the bruising strings,
That made him old before you could get hold,
(And) now winters memory of summer is cold I say,

Faster, Sarah lets run,
From disaster, Sarah come on,

And take your heart from your sleeve,
It’s a lock to a thief,
Now here we are with the scars on your arm,
But I ask you, I ask you,

Don’t you think that we’ve found L.O.V.E.?
So don’t lose it for me, we’ve got L.O.V.E.?
No, don’t lose it,

And take your heart from your sleeve,
Leave behind the failing trees,
That crowd you so, turned the neighbourhood gold,
Until winters memory of summer was cold,

Believe me, believe me,
We’ll run again, run again, run again,

Night, all night, all night,

Oh I can hardly wait until we get there…
Beneath the morning sun a crowd is forming,
No I can hardly wait until we get there…
And see my favourite face awake in summer,


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Slow, slow me down,
Slow, slow me down,

Given time I’d make amends,
For what I have become since I’ve been away,
Grown a map about my eyes,
You never let me down, read between the lines,

You speak slowly, I can only shake,

Slow, slow me down,
Slow, slow me down,

Given time I’d find a place,
To wash away the dirt; soak it up all day,
This port town could fit the bill,
But you have got the keys; you have got the pills,

I’ve been drifting, almost sleeping deep,

Slow, slow me down,
Slow, slow me down,

She said cherish me, before the winter blows through me,
There really is no mystery,
We got this hour so why not use it…

Slow, slow me down,
Slow, slow me down,


. . .


No I don’t think it’s a good thing,

Without a second thought you put your hand on my shoulder,
Without a second look you took me miles away,
What happened after that, I couldn’t see and I lost you?
And I stumbled around until I found you again,

Cos’ you are my only hideaway, you make the world seem bigger,
You are my only hideaway, you do,

Without a second thought you found the words to explain me,
Without a second look you tried to open my mind,
Well I know that you are waiting and your patience is failing,
But I know that I’ll get there in a matter of time,

Cos’ you are my only hideaway, you make the world seem bigger,
Oh you are my only hideaway, you do,

And so tonight we’ll set the motion right,
And so tonight, we’ve time to make it alright.



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She is deafeningly pretty, echoes are everywhere,
So I drink to gain her pity, but she don’t care,

I love you Lilly but you’re never alone,
Never alone,

In my dreams I fail to see why you cannot come home with me (I),
Way lay, scheme and play,
Oh, I could touch you, but you’d shimmy away,

I love you Lilly but you’re never alone,
I love you Lilly but you’re never alone
I love you Lilly but you’re never alone
I love you Lilly but you’re never alone

Anyway, any day, anyway, what if I wait forever?
(Cos’) In my dreams we make a scene to end all scenes with lust supreme (but),
Way lay, scheme and play,
(It’s) traces of you that trouble my view tonight,

I love you Lilly but you’re never alone,
I love you Lilly but you’re never alone


. . .


You came into frame out of nowhere
Pulled me through the trees to the river
Now I’m living each day like I’m living the last
And we could make it upstream if it wasn’t so fast
Coz you’re out of sight, out of nowhere
The evidence points to a matter of choice
C’mon pick me, pick me, for the flight
Out of nowhere tonight, tonight

I found more than anything that to give into love was a way to begin,
Bowing down to literature
I’m living each day like I’m living the last
And we could make it upstream if it wasn’t so fast
Coz you’re out of sight, out of nowhere
The evidence points to a matter of choice
C’mon and pick me, pick me, for the flight
Out of Nowhere tonight, tonight, tonight.


. . .


Like a millionaire, but with nothing to spare.
All this time on my hands doesn’t go anywhere.
But should you think to cry, I know that…

It’s not right, that you're there, with your love going spare.
You’re like a waste of space in an empty room,
Just hoping, someone gets to you soon.

The way you run around is not so clever,
I warn you, honey I love you.
The way you run around is not so clever,
I warn you, honey I love you.

With a heart full of song, I will drive you away,
This I’ve known all along but I don’t think I’d blame,
You for passing on…

‘Cos it’s not right, that you care so much more than I care.
I’m just a waste of space, and I rarely move.
Here’s hoping, someone gets to me soon.

The way you run around is not so clever,
I warn you honey, I love you.
The way you run around is not so clever,
I warn you honey, I love you.

Centre stage is yours to take,
If you can lose this waste of space.

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