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Whiskey Tango Ghosts (07/27/2004)
07/27/2004
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I have lost something
On the way
And I can't explain
What you wouldn't
Want to hear then anyway
Our divine
Sweet divide

So let's just gaze
In the space
Between your face and mine
Our divine
Sweet divide

Divine sweet divide
Fingers touching toes tipped on the wire
Across our great divide
Are we shadows on the wall
And that's all

And should we be as one
I'm sorry
I'm sorry baby
That's not how it works
But don't worry
You worry too much

I love
I love you

Divine sweet divide
Fingers touching toes tipped on the wire
Across our great divide
Divine sweet divide
Divine sweet divide
Divine sweet divide

Only dreams do us part
Only dreams

Only dreams do us part
Only dreams

. . .



What it comes down to
What could ever take your place
What it comes down to
Honey what could take your place

Not a song
Not a thousand strong
You will not be turned away
Will it come soon
The voice in the corner of the room
The hissing head by the bed
I spit back but it just laughs
And then attacks
And I reach for you

Every devil in this house
Wants to have it out
But I can reach for you
Not in song but with real arms warm
And not be turned away

I can turn and turn I can turn
And still be facing the wrong way
And you grab me by the belt
And spin me you spin me
And we're dancing again
Dancing again

Every devil in this house
Wants to have it out
But I can reach for you
Every devil in this house
Tries to call me out
But I can reach for you

I can reach for you
I can reach for you
I can reach for you

I can reach for you
I can reach for you
I can reach for you
And not be turned away

. . .



You accuse me of fancy talk
When i'm just trying to find my words
You've got a funny way of saying my name
Like I just ripped it off

These whiskey tango ghosts
Won't leave us alone
But you are too polite to complain
Of the art of speaking plain
I haven't gathered a thing

While I know we're dug in deep here
Why can't we live high with the wind
You're just a freckle away from changing everything
I'll make this easy
By calling on my gypsy pedigree

These whiskey tango ghosts
Won't leave us alone
Of the art of speaking plain
I haven't gathered a thing

While I know we're dug in deep here
Why can't we live high with the wind
Can't we live

Of the art of making waves
I had my lesson in spades
And these ghosts they make it plain
They're never going away

And my ghost she makes it plain
I haven't gathered a thing
Though I know we're dug in deep here
Why can't we live high with the wind
Can't we live

. . .



There I said it i've done you wrong
The miles I ran away to call you on the phone
And whisper uglinesses sweetly down the line
I believed your heart was mine

I'm unspeakably full of it
I keep my heart on hinges just in case you quit me
When we were diving gold and pearling in the waves
I pretended I was brave

But weren't we were we magic and dizzy
And weren't we were we deadly and blue
And weren't we riding high crossing a thousand fine lines
When I was young and ballsy and true, to you

Is it hot out there
Is it hard to breathe
And do you need me
I can do this thing
I can make it rain
I will make sure it finds you

There I said it I've done you wrong
You say i'm here and I say what took you so long
When we were finally free I stumbled in your room
Telling stories telling stories

But weren't we were magic and dizzy
And weren't we were we blinding and blue
And weren't we riding high spinning a thousand fine lies
When I was young and ballsy and true to you
When I was young and ballsy and true to you

. . .



What's that thing
About a butterfly wing causing a typhoon
If it's true a wire runs through each thing we do
Then I better stay in my room
Better stay in my room
Better stay in my room

A dressing man will choose the white
By this he saves a life
I don't see her there 'till he comes up behind the sun shines on white
I see the light I hit the brakes the dead girl walks away
And I better stay in my room
Better stay in my room
Better stay in my room
Better stay in my room

Better stay in my room
Better stay in my
Better stay in my room

You go for a ride a girl won't come home
Or maybe that's not the way it goes
Maybe she's fine
Maybe you see a light in time
People are born blaze and collide
We go outside
My hand pushes air
I don't care
I don't think
About the butterfly thing

Honey come outside
And don't think about
The butterfly thing

. . .



This perfect day
We make our way to the end of it
With perfect grace
I lay my head in your lap and walk away
These days are sweet and strange
We're happy in our star-scattered way
Always

In this my life
In this my life as a ghost
In this my life
My happy life as a ghost

I've been lifting out the stains from the stones
Planting flowers where you'll never find my bones
Seven sisters seven stars shooting home
Shouts and whispers of a better fight in better times
A day for the sweet and strange
Or happy in some star-shattered way
Our way

In this my life
In this my life as a ghost
In this my life
My happy life as a ghost

This perfect day
I lay my shield at your feet and beg to stay

. . .



You're in the room I can feel you
I don't want to then I do
I hear the voices of the graces in here
Swimming around
Up in the corners of our room

You hold the center and I sing forever
And you won't hear the same song twice
We're shorter of breath maybe longer in tooth lately
You are the love of my life

I'm on your side
Believe it or not
Just don't sneak up on me
And we'll do just fine hold out your arm
And I will fly you
To bring your leather
And I will sink my pins in

You hold the center and I sing forever
And you won't hear the same song twice
We're shorter of breath maybe longer in tooth lately
You are the love of my life

You are the mountain i'm the low-flying bi-plane
We come together in the most calamitous ways
You're the tsunami I am the fisher in the bay
We come together
In the most glamorous ways
You hold the center
I ride the satellite
We come together
You are the love of my life

. . .



I'm not afraid
Of a voice I hear
Calling me strong
Calling me on

I hold these pretty dreams of mine
Struggling between my teeth
Like a cat I let you go free
Only to drag you back home with me
I know
I might go crazy from love
And probably I won't snap out of it
But for now I hold myself back
Just out of reach like a cat

And suddenly
I feel the sun on me
Born to strange sight
Still I make it through the night
And suddenly
I'm in a sea of honey pouring down on me
And I won't be the freak
When I come clean

In the golden mean
In the golden mean
Deep from my heart I know it I feel it i'm about
To finally to start moving clearing cleaning the bad luck out
But for now I hold myself back

And suddenly I feel the sun on me
Born to strange sight
Still I make it through the night
And suddenly I'm in a sea of honey pouring down on me
Won't it be a scream
When I come clean

In the golden mean
It starts here
I hear the voice calling strong and clear
Calling me forward and it starts here
And i'm not afraid

. . .



Hey, what I meant to say
Let's get lost and find our way
And chance might shine on us, today

We fight we win we fight we lose we fight
We get lost and call it a night
Our mouths will tire before our devils do
There's a promise hidden in my blood
In the name of everything I love

I will draw the crescent down
And set it in your crown

Remember what you said
Better to run than play dead
Here's our chance to prove it
Let's just do it
I have a dream and we are looking back and laughing
And there's a promise hidden in my blood
In the name of everything I love
I will draw the crescent down
And set it in your crown

. . .



Wait
Wait I'm on the edge of my chair
And it's you who put me there
You keep me there

Wait, wait, wait
I'm not complaining
I haven't lost anything
I can't recover

I want to throw our story high
But too many words to sky-write
Of acrobats and liars
Paper moons in mackerel skies

Ten years fly stand at your window tonight
I'm coming by
I'm coming back for you

And tonight
Honey we ride
Hey who let the psycho in
He's messing up everything
Doesn't anyone see him

Wait wait wait
I'm not complaining
He can't take anything
I can't recover

I want to throw our story high
But too many words to sky-write
Of acrobats and liars paper moons in mackerel skies

Ten years fly
Stand at your window tonight
I'm coming by
I'm coming back for you

And tonight
It's alright when we ride
When we ride
When we ride
It's alright when we ride
When we ride
It's alright
I'm coming back for you
And tonight
Honey we ride
Tonight
Honey we ride

. . .



Honey won't you let yourself speak free
Honey won't you let yourself speak freely
'Cause you're scaring me now
You're scaring me

Everything is pouring out of me now
I spread my hands to catch it but there's too much and there it goes
And we thought we'd fool them all
We thought we'd fool them all
And ha ha ha
But there's too much and there it goes

And I can't stop the fallout
After all

Honey
I want you
I still want you
I always do
I always will
Is that enough
'Cause here we go

And I can't stop the fallout
And I can't stop the fallout
After all

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