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Tindersticks Album


The Hungry Saw (09/16/2008)
09/16/2008
1.
Introduction (instrumental)
2.
3.
4.
5.
E-Type (instrumental)
6.
7.
The Organist Entertains (instrumental)
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12.
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Introduction

[No lyrics]

. . .


Ah, those days, those days where did they go?
They shuffled through our doorways.
Are they here?

Ah, those days, those days they follow us home
and peer through our windows.
And they're here?

For all our hoping
they're here.

Ah, those nights, those nights they tiptoed by,
they crackle under our pillows
and they're here.

Then our yesterdays tomorrows,
then our yesterdays tomorrows,
then our yesterdays tomorrows,
they're here.

And still we try
to reach for what has gone behind,
but they're here.

The sun arrived, beat down until that life ran dry
and every moment burned with that fire
but they're here.

Then our yesterdays tomorrows,
then our yesterdays tomorrows,
then our yesterdays tomorrows,
they're here.

For all our hoping,
all our wondering,
they're here.

. . .


Was that the flicker of a little girl?
(Some moments our story is meaningless.)
When you just want to feel safe, you just want to be loved
And you know there's no better place than this

Maybe I could prove myself wrong,
Maybe things fall together than pull apart

'Seen you when you were fourteen coming home from school
(It's so easy to be beautiful when you're young.)
I still see that light that is shining through those tired eyes
Could those eyes see what was coming then?

And we all want what we can't afford
And we all get what we deserve

Too many deaths and betrayals, too many lies
(Makes it hard to trust the moment you're in.)
Too many teardrops that you hold inside
(They were always gonna pour over me someday.)

Maybe I could prove myself wrong,
Held on to something I thought I never could
'Never carelessly mislaid
I always knew just where it was

Was that the flicker of a little girl?
(Some moments our story is meaningless.)

. . .


Why don't you come out
The guards have gone
They've forgotten their purpose
And shuffled along
So come feel the sun

Why don't you come out
The dogs lies sleeping
Their limbs, they twitch with the chase in their dreams
So come feel the sun

Why don't you come out
And exact your revenge
On the liars and wasters that called themselves friends
For to forgive is overrated
As they kneel at your feet
So come feel the sun

Why don't you come out
We all miss you
Your wife and babies
They just want to hold you
So come feel the sun
Touch your face
And make everything the same as it was.

. . .

E-Type

[No lyrics]

. . .


On the other side of the world is an island
The shape of a woman
And I know this place
From there, there is no escape

Y'know she held me
Not too tight for she would break me
Not too loose for I would slip away
To the other side of the world
Y'know she held me
Like I could leave at any time
And I could breathe into the wire
And tell myself I'm free

When it turned under my feet
And buildings and the trees left with the wind
Left me standing
In a dirty city street, where I'm a stranger to everyone
And everyone is a stranger to me

If I could talk to you darlin'
I'd tell you all the things I could never say
Like I couldn't hear
For I love you through this wilderness
I'll love you through the shit
I loved you through the best times that there ever was
From the other side of the world.

When it turned under my feet
And buildings and the trees left with the wind
Left me standing
Now I'm shouting at satellites
Screaming down the wires
To find you

On the other side of the world is an island
The shape of a woman
And I know this place
I know this place.

. . .

The Organist Entertains

[No lyrics]

. . .


Needs must when the devil drives
He's been driving me all the way
He's got a hungry saw
He wants to tear it all up now

A gram of speed and a one-night stand
I left my baby in the devils hands
He's got an hungry saw
He wants to tear it all up now
He's got a hungry saw ...

The first cut is the skin
The second is the muscle
There's a crack of the bone
And he's at your heart
There's a crack of the bone ...
(And he's at your heart.)

Hello darkness my old friend
It's time to jerk those tears again
And he works that saw ... so painlessly

Oh, those devils hands
Those devils hands ... (oh no)
I feel them on my skin
And I love them so ...
Those devils hands

(2x)
The first cut is the skin
The second is the muscle
There's a crack of the bone

And he's at your heart
There's a crack of the bone
And he's at your heart

And there's no need to 'phone home
'Cos your mother's out, with someone who ain't your dad

Those devils hands ... (oh no)
Those devils hands ...

. . .


Was there a time when love had failed you
And left you no place left to turn?
And was there a time when love had cradled you
And would catch you from any fall?

It's not so serious, not so serious
Not so serious, after all

And was there a wolf that escaped from your dream
And hid behind your bedroom door?
And was there a hand that reached out and pulled you near
And would catch you from any fall?

It's not so serious, not so serious
Not so serious, after all

Mother dear
The sky is falling
Through this night
I am crawling around
I need the sound of your heart.

. . .


Boobar come back to me
I know you feel the pain that I feel

I've heard that a thousand times
It sings behind every door
And I go rushing into that room
To find nothing at all
I ran down into the street
And bathed in the city's noise
'Seems no matter where I go
I still hear that voice

She sang: Boobar
And all the ships came in
Before the storm began
She sang: Boobar, come back to me
I know you feel the pain, that I feel

I jumped on the nearest train
I travelled down to the shore
I screamed into the waves
But I still hear that voice
I picked up an old guitar
I tried to learn that song
It's been so many years now
Of 'where did all gone wrong?

I sang it in every town
You know, I tried my best
Some nights I almost made it shine
I've made a fool of it.
Was there a time we really sold ourselves out?
We wanted so much more
We wanted something else

I sang it in limousines
On the back of mules
It turned me into a king
It turned me into a fool

(2x)
Boobar come back to me
I know you feel the pain that I feel.

. . .


All the love
All the love inside me
Is on its way
Is on its way to find you
Don't try to hide
From my love for you

All the love
All the love inside me
Is on its way
Is on its way to find you
Like the tide
I will always return to you

And all the love
All the love inside you
Waits for me
In the dunes in the tall grass
You sit and smile
You are the only one
That could ever tease me

All the love
All the love inside you
Feels my steps
Getting closer to you
Down on the shore
You sing your love
To the stars
They're the guiding me back to you

All the love
All the love inside me
Feels your breath
Upon my back
And hears your song
That calls me home
If I could tell you
Of some of all the things I've seen

Of all the love
All the love inside them
Got locked away
For its own protection
For so long
It became just a memory

And all the love
All the love inside them
Twisted into hate

They have no choice
But so pass on their fear
Pass on their pain
They pour it down
Into the child
Into the man
Into the world
That grew to love
The gun that's in his hand

And all the love
All the love inside me
Felt like a drop
In a dirty ocean
I looked at the stars
Looked at my hands
And my fingertips
Trembled at the thought of touching you.

. . .


The turns we took to get here
The turns we took to get here

The turns we took to get here
But the ending is it so near?
'Cause we set out so long ago ...
I can't remember how or why we took that road
I can't remember how ...

Sometimes I wonder about
(The turns we took to get here.)
And I wander backwards through my mind
(The turns we took to get here.)
Always that feckless youth,
Taking me down roads I never wanted to travel
Is that how I got here?

But our song is carried on the wind
And we chase so hard we fall
She sees me down upon my knees
And says 'Hey Charlie boy, it's time to come on home,
It's time to stop pretending.'

Somewhere in my house is a piece of paper
(The turns we took to get here.)
A story that brings us to this place
(The turns we took to get here.)
And I follow back down that line.
('Cause we set out so long ago ...)
Always that boy, scared of his own shadow,
(The turns we took to get here.)
Always that boy,
(The turns we took to get here.)
Turning me off, turning me on

The turns we took to get here
The turns we took to get here
But the ending is it so near?
The turns we took to get here
Ohhh ...
The turns we took to get here
...

. . .


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