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Marillion
Marillion


Background information
Origin Aylesbury, Buckinghamshire, England
Genre(s) Progressive Rock
Neo-progressive rock
Art Rock
Pop Rock
Soft Rock
Acoustic Rock
Alternative Rock
Years active 1979—present
Label(s) Sanctuary Records
Capitol Records
EMI Group
Castle Communications
Caroline Records
Edel Music
E1 Music
Associated acts Steve Hogarth
Steve Rothery
Ian Mosley
Fish
How We Live
The Europeans
Arena
Iris
Ben Castle
Transatlantic
Kino
Website Website
Members
Steve Hogarth
Steve Rothery
Pete Trewavas
Mark Kelly
Ian Mosley
Former members
Fish
Mick Pointer
Diz Minnett
Brian Jelliman
Doug 'Rastus' Irvine



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Marillion Album


Brave (1994)
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Lyrics: Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

Staring out over the bridge
A million photo flashes from the water down below
Dawn light bouncing through the mist
Roar of traffic and the crack of police radios

When they ask her name
Would she please explain
She simply chooses to say

. . .


Lyrics: Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

It all began with the bright light
The bright light and the noise
The chaos of the senses and the scream of desire
Touching and being touched
A million loose ends to tie up
Ticking of the clock and the cradle rock

The colours stand still
And then they move around
Comin' in and out of focus upside down

Empty winter trees
How space feels
Love of the soft ... the flowers and the sky

One fine day
The chaos subsides
Bleeds into awareness
And a lifetime of surprise

The beauty of your mothers eyes
The pain when you fall
You drink it in and marvel at it all
But you never really figure it out

You get used to it

The babble of the family
And the dumb TV
Roar of the traffic and the thunder of jets

Chemicals in the water
Drugs in the food
The heat of the kitchen and the beat of the system

The attitude of authority
The laws and the rules
Hit me square in the face, first morning at school

The heroes and the zeroes
The first love of my life
When to kiss and to kick and to keep your head down
When they're choosing the sides

I was never any good at it
I was terrified most of the time
I never got over it

I got used to it

Alone in the city at seventeen
With the hollow and the lonely
The drowning and the drowned
I was made to feel worthless
The wretched and the mean
Beat me up like a weapon I can't run away from or find a way round

Holdin' on, holdin' on

The greed and the missiles
Exploding somewhere every day
Hideous dark secrets under the sea and in holes in the ground

The cold war's gone
But those bastards'll find us another one
They're here to protect you, don't you know?
So get used to it
Get used to it!

The clash of religions
And the loaded prayers
Information
The face of starvation and the state of the nation

The sense that it's useless
And the fear to try
Not believing the leaders, the media that feed us
Living with the big lie

You get used to it
Get used to it!

. . .


Lyrics: Helmer/Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

Did you cry when they dragged you home
Put a lock on the door and the telephone
Was a runaway girl all they could see
Have the nights and the days that you've come through
Made the right seem wrong and the false seem true
Was a runaway girl all they could see
A teenage extra from the satellite TV

Runaway girl
Too bad, too bad
Runaway girl
Too wild, too wild

Were they deaf to the prayer behind your lies
Maybe they didn't dare to ask you why
Was a runaway girl all they chose to see
All they were prepared to admit to

Runaway girl
Too bad, too bad
Runaway girl
A real wild child

So you cower in the towns forgotten places
And you make your bed with unfamiliar faces
And at last you've got your freedom but that's all you've got
You're tryin' to make your mind up if you're better off

You pretend to wait for washing in some laundromat
But you're damned if you'll give them the satisfaction of you going back
You'd freeze to death before you'd share a roof with them
And you'd starve before you'd let him get his hands on you again

Did you cry when they dragged you home
Did you cry when they dragged you home

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Lyrics: Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

They try to trace her in the town
Appeal for information on the local news
Someone must have missed her by now
A mother or a father or a friendly face to talk her down
She's heading for the great escape
Heading for the rave
Heading for the permanent holiday ...

I. Wave

Hold your breath 'till you feel it begin
Here it comes
Do you feel that?
Feel this?
Get used to it

She had the face of the Statue of Liberty
Oh free me
The fire and ice of Amazon and Eskimo
Take me home
The edge and the glance of high fashion
Ask me about next year

II. Mad

Tell me I'm mad
How should I know
Tell me I'm mad
I have been here for so long
Help me paint a picture
They say it's a lie
Tell me I'm mad
You're a fine one to decide

Burn me in the fires of wild heaven
Like it never never never would stop
Tell me I'm mad
Tell me I imagined that
Was it something I didn't say?
Or was it something I said
Leave that stuff alone
Use me instead

I know I'm always falling off the edge of the world
I got space in my bed
You've got Egypt in your head
I've got a headful of Troy
Chandeliers and Charlemagne
Fireworks and toys

III. The Opium Den

"Hold your breath till you feel it begin
Here it comes
Get used to it"

But you sleep like a ghost with me
It's as simple as that
So tell me I'm mad
Roll me up and breathe me in
Come to my madness
My opium den
Come to my madness
Make sense of it again

IV. The Slide

Make a drug of my senses
I'll get you out of your head
I'm sick for you
Love wastes us together
Love holds us together
Love folds us together
Flowers

V. Standing in the Swing

I don't know what you're doing here
When there's murder on the street
I appreciate your concern
But don't waste your time on me
I'm ashes on the water now
Somewhere far away
You think you came here just in time
But you're twenty years too late
You won't have long to wait


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Lyrics: Helmer/Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

Well I hear that you were looking out to hunt me down
And I guess you're used to having everything you want
But you know that love can be as hard as sticks and stones
I tell you nothing else can be as hard as love can
Well I hear you got my number and you want my name
I'm a stream of noughts and crosses in your R-A-M
But you know that love can be as hard as algebra
Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love

Hard as love

Well I hear that you were lookin' out to take me home
And I hear that you can handle it and you're not scared
Have you heard about the pictures on my bedroom wall?
Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love

Hard as love

Well it makes you hungry and it makes you high
It makes you suffer and it makes you cry
But it's all worthwhile

It makes you humble and it makes you crawl
It makes you tremble and it makes you fall
But it's all worthwhile

It makes you desperate and it makes you dream
It makes you dangerous and it makes you scream
But it's all worthwhile
Just lie back and smile

"We will continue to love you even though the rest of the world hates you."

It makes you hungry and it makes you high
It makes you suffer and it makes you cry
It makes you panic and it makes you vain
It makes you primitive and sick inside
It makes you angry and it makes you blind
It makes you guilty and it makes you lie
Tied up and beaten
Spat out and eaten
Suicidal
Nothing's ever been as hard

Well I hear that were lookin' out to change my faith
You can bash me with your book of words, hammer me down
But you know that love can be as hard as six inch nails
Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love


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Lyrics: Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

I think I have become one of the hollow men
As I shine on the outside more these days
I can feel the outside feeding on my inside
Leaves a growing darkness in it's place
I think I have become one of the hollow men
I think I have become one of the lonely
Now that everybody talks to me
I feel I have become one of the empty

Hollow men can stop you with the twinkling of an eye
Hollow men can take you without even reaching out
Hollow men have got you long before you realise

The poison paralyses

I think I have become one of a pair of men
It's a feeling I've been having for some time
I look down upon myself and watch my movements
A blind eye sees the fragile vandalised

Watch this cold world dishing up these endless hollow men
Find us anywhere you look
Come and meet our friends
Stand us in our silly clothes
Put our batteries in
Line us up like fairground ducks
Watch us grin and grin
See the lies behind our eyes
See the will to win
We'll buy you and we'll sell you
But perhaps we'll save your skin

Sit quietly and listen to the breeze
The hollow and the lonely listen too
Sniff the air for something we can use


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Lyrics: Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

See those people there? They look after me
This is a photograph of who I might be
Man in a uniform, bride on his arm
Mum always was a fool for money and charm
He's been talkin' in his sleep again
Sayin' he's sorry, callin' my name
Sayin' how he's so ashamed

Alone again in the lap of luxury

Since it happened I had nothin' to say
It used to bother them but now it's okay
Mother cleans his dreadful house every day
Scrubbing at the stains that won't go away

They sent me away to the school in the park
They said it would be good for me
I still hear the other kids cry in the dark

Alone again in the lap of luxury
Is there no escape from the lap of luxury

I don't remember the last time I cried
I don't remember much except lies
See the little girl spirallin' down
This is a photograph of who she is now

"One day this will all be yours" he said
Tidy your room and straight to bed
Tidy up those thoughts in your head

Alone again in the lap of luxury

I could be anywhere right now
If I only had the nerve to leave this house
Maybe somewhere by the sea
Take me somewhere, anywhere please!

We could make a pillow of sand and sleep
We could roll
We could make
We could see
We could scream

Far, Father, Farthest
Oh daddy, you do not do anymore

For God's sake don't pretend to be concerned
Turn into nightmares in the end
Throw a party for all my friends

I. Now Wash your Hands

You give up hope
You settle down
With your favourite soap


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Lyrics: Helmer/Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

Good morning!
When you look into the mirror
Do you see a face you hardly recognise
If you look into the sun too long
Do the things you see begin to burn your eyes

Paper lies

Just to express what he's thinking
Must a man take all the mail will bring
Are we living only for today
It's a sign of the times
We believe anything and nothing

Paper lies

When you kill the truth
You can make a killing
You might just make losing look like winning

You came to tell the people what's goin' on
But nobody knows whose side you're on
Seems like you're sailin' pretty close to the wind again

Paper lies
You have already won a prize!

I know something that you don't know
Something that you ought to know
It's burning a hole in my pocket book
Listen ... do you want to know a secret?
We can print our own money here
If you let us do a piece on you
We can take you to pieces

When you look into the money
Do you see a face you hardly recognise?
When you get behind the news of the world
Do the things you find begin to bend your mind?

Paper lies


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Lyrics: Hogarth
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

What a brave, brave girl
Never lied before
Such a plain deceit
Everyone would eventually know
What a brave, brave girl
Never loved before
Placed herself in reach

So he tried
In his own way
To find the heart
Of the tight-packed rose

She's gone now
But oh, she aches
She aches

He will search until he's found
A way to take the days

See her sadness in your face
She's inside you

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Lyrics: Hogarth/Helmer
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

Heading for the great escape
Heading for the rave
Heading for the permanent holiday
Heading for the winter trip
Heading for the slide
Heading for the dignified walk away

Heading for the open road
Goodbye to all that
Heading for the automatic overload

Standing in the open boat
Standing in the swing
Waiting for the ringing and the bright light

Waiting to be recognised
Quiet applause will do
They shower you with flowers when they bury you

You're holding on, you're holding on ...

I. The Last of You

Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you
You come here scratchin' at my door
Your pain and anger's in the howling dark
Of every corridor I walk

So tell me more about the love that you rejected
Tell me more about the trust you disrespected
I still don't know, why did you hurt the very one
Why did you hurt the very one
That you should have protected?

II. Falling from the Moon

Don't ask me why I'm doing this
You wouldn't understand
You're asking the wrong questions
You couldn't understand

A bridge is not a high place
The fifty-second floor
Icarus would know
A mountain isn't far to fall

When you've fallen
When you've fallen from the moon

There's murder on the street
I'm ashes on the water now, somewhere far away

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Lyrics: Helmer
Music: Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas

I have been here many times before
In a life I used to live
But I have never seen these streets so fresh
Washed with morning rain
I have seen this face a thousand times
Every morning of my life
But I never saw these eyes so clear
Free of doubt and pain

Like the whole world has been made again

I have been here many times before
In a life I used to live...

And it's all because you made me see
What is false and what is true
Like the inside and the outside of me
Is being made again by you

And it's all because you made me see
What is false and what is true
Like the inside and the outside of me
Has been made again by you

Like a bright new morning
Like a bright new day
I woke up from a deep sleep
I woke up from a bad dream

To a brand new morning
To a brand new day

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