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Empires crumble in the distance
Violet crumble [brian: it's a kind of chocolate bar] in my bowl
Conspiracy theory, timothy leary
None of this is good for my soul
Salamander extravaganza
What if i sing like mario lanza ?

Anyway in my own way
I don't make sense any more
It's so hard to fake
One lucky break
Cocaine and cake

Young master morris had a closet in the forest
But where were the bears when he let down his hair
Pieces of ice dragging over the windscreen
Look out wonderland we're bursting through the black screen

Anyway in my own way
I don't make sense any more
It's so hard to fake
One lucky break
Cocaine and cake

(....inaudible mutterings...)

Millions of consumers are lost in the rumours
Overhead the weather (.....) along their leathers
Fighting real fires with the rabbis and the friars
The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker

(...more inaudible mutterings...)

You know that all of them are users
None of them are takers
Making sunday music with their tom-toms and their shakers

Anyway in my own way
I don't make sense any more
It's so hard to fake
One lucky break
Champagne and cake

(..........)

Anyway in my own way
I don't make sense any more

We press on and on
Funny how the future's always waiting for you
When the day has gone
We hide away


Shadows that stalk you
The wind that calls your name
Voices in the thunder
Don't understand what they're saying


We build monuments
To celebrate our glorious dead now
Iron and cement
Above their tombs


We cast out our nets
Drag up the struggling contents surely
We must not forget
That hunger looms


Shadows that stalk you
The wind that calls your name (shadows that stalk you)
Shadows that stalk you
Child cries and he learns
And doubt returns


In the darkest hours
We restle with our ancestors
We resist their power
The power of being


In the coldest night
Huddled 'round the dying embers
Praying for the light
Might set us free


Fingers that soothe you
Shadows that stalk you (the jokes that make you sleep)
Intricate harness
Shadows that stalk you (the harvest that you reap)


Man stalls, he flies
Man falls and he rise


We press on and on
Funny how the future's always waiting for you
When the day has gone
We hide away

Don't even try reading my mind again
It's the second time i've caught you
Rummaging around in my head
I know what you're after yeah
And i've hidden it where you will never look
I know you like to remember things that never happened
I don't like driving in this fog
I don't like struggling in this web
And if i ever wake up
As if you'll ever wake up
The people in here are getting hungry again
They hunger for something intangible
Something even you can't provide
It hurts to think that in a hundred years
We'll all just be microfiche
Our names and the names of our songs
Cataloged and filed away
I don't like driving in this fog
I don't like struggling in this web
And if i ever wake up
As if you'll ever wake up

Didn't think i felt so empty
Emptiness can feel so good
I see the perfect life is the life of a tree
Yeah the life of a tree is the life for me
But you chop me up for wood

Don't ever try reading my mind again
It's the second time i've caught you rummaging
Around in my head
I don't like driving in this fog
I don't like struggling in this web
And if i ever wake up
As if you'll ever wake up again

Anna sits beside her research
Silence in the dappled moonlight
Sleeping cat and dying fire
Embers of the past conspire
All her books are closed and scattered
And she feels that nothing matters to her

Outside this dream her sister frequents
Like a cobweb catching fragments
She approaches like a vision
She says "anna, do you hear me?"
But the picture's always shuttered
All the distant thoughts that flutter to her

I can see them all, i can hear them call
And as she falls i lean to say good-bye
Breathing all the wasted hours
Talking to the dying flowers
Dwarfed by spires and tangled towers
We don't ask the reason why

Anna comes and goes in shadows
Paintings of the open windows


Her photograph is always faded
Her sister's eyes are blank and shaded
Don't you understand her science
Merging in a strange alliance to her

We're together in the future
You and i and her together
All our fated are intermingled
We are plural, we are single
We are leaving for a meeting
And last seen the weather sleeting for her

One night i saw all this
The ship that drifted in
And from that afternoon you changed
Some fallen leaves were in the drive
A stranger's voice above the wind
The difference was the color of lorraine

She said that mourning almost tasted blue
Oh fraulein, that was you

Your phone would ring and ring and ring
The shadows on the beat
The car abandoned long before, when i was free
A message crumpled said something
Yet the language was unknown
Are old mistakes forgotten just like me

She said she's leaving with the crowds
She wants to throw this all away
She said i'm thinking this out loud
That's what i thought you'd say

One night i saw all this
The man who paid the bill
A glance along the noise
Hey baby that's our song
The seagulls all flew away
And when i turned to ask you where
And when i turned to ask you why
You've gone

There's a distant light shining over you tonight
You've been transformed, you'll always be my storm
In the tuscan dusk you're swooning under moons of musk
You touch the texture of the tiles and miles away
A visitor waits for you to show
You've got to go

In the plum sun dunes rippling to a frail tune
You've been conveyed, you'll always be my lifetimes blade
Along the alpine drive uncertain how to be alive
You love the fragments of a smile and miles away
A courier invokes your name you know
You've got to go

And another heart breaks, you're wasting all the time it takes
You've been assigned, you'll never be too far behind
Wait for a bus to come, you know another verse to hum
You thrust the windows for a while and miles away


Your servants searching high and low
You've got to go
You better go

Baby sleep dark in a winter of coral
And sheets of powdering snow

In a cafe somewhere wont you visit us there
But you drink up your wine and you go



The people next door are making these noises
That seeping into this dream
The cars in the street with there warm oily voices
Starting to whisper the theme


The smoke in this place must have gone to your head
And we're falling and flailing down (yeah)
And the metre keeps ticking outside on the road
And the outskirts ******* of town

The people next door are making these noises
Seeping into this dream
The cars in the street with there warm oily voices
Starting to whisper the theme


Morning brings aching, amnesia shadows , like a tray of
Colours and rice
In an old river bed of yellows and reds
And your hands and feet are like ice


The people next door are making these noises
Seeping into this dream
The cars in the street with there warm oily voices
Starting to whisper the theme
The people next door are making these noises
Seeping into this dream
The people next door are making these noises
Seeping into this dream

Inside himself,
He runs to look in the mirror
And the face that stares right back
Has never been any clearer
But look at the doubt in his eyes
He's not the one to blame
It was a different man, no he's never been here
You can be so close, you can be so near
It was a different man, playing different cards
You can be so soft, you can be so hard
Inside himself,
He follows the wrong directions
Perfect english words all right
But with the wrong inflections
But look at the dust at his feet
He's not the one she loves
It was a different man, no he's never been found
You can be so up, you can be so down
It was a different man, no he's never been there
You can be halfway, you can be all there
Inside himself,
He thinks that he looks the same
And the mind that thinks it all out
Never noticed any change
But look at the doubt in his eyes
He's not the one to blame

Echo drenched inside reverb rain
Your festive summer you just couldn't blame (wait ?)
We became free into darkness then
Until the night silence distance froze


Our house stands never empty
Our house filled with strangers pity
Well i'd say i put it down to this warm spell
And i must admit i don't know you very well


Hear him laughing, his memory walks the garden
I say it's all right i still believe in you
We pretend nothing ever changes
Shivering we don't stay too long


In the back seat awake and dizzy
Journey's over, it left me sleepy
Well i'd say i put it down to this warm spell
And i must admit i don't know you very well


One hot night solid air like blankets
My father's piano dreams of the sun
His fingers tingle, anticipation
Down the hall we shudder back tonight


Our old house stands never empty
Our old house filled with strangers pity
Well i'd say i put it down to this warm spell
And i must admit i don't know you very well

Come down, another day
Morning streaked on a perspex screen
The screaming beaked blackbirds peck
The wrecked eyes of last week's lies
The sandman gets shallow sleep
He tries to weep for the grown-up things
One last peep for policemen
A'resting in the woodland side so steep

Oh and i hope i'm not going too fast for you
And don't believe it when they say it's over
It's not over

There's an ice age due on wednesday
Overcast sky, blocks of fortune
The bridges sigh, the sweethearts are blank
They never thank, you know they never even try
Winking at the paperboy, paperwork
Overloaded portrait
Let it jerk you back to yesterday
That's where the curtains start to fray

Your room is damp, your love's turning cold
Where is the meaning i thought we could hold
I can't believe what's happened to you
I stand back and watch, there's nothing i can do

What poetry, a delicious joke
All your flame going up in smoke
Just once more, just once again
If i ever get caught here, you'll know who to blame

In a heartbeat and a heartbeat's all that it takes
In a heartbeat see your heartbreak

I play some records but the words are too strange
I call you sometimes but your number's been changed
I will remember every smile and tear
But when i listen to you i don't want to hear

Lying face down in the dust
Your body crippled with mistrust
I wonder if you'll ever rise
Too much of nothing wears you out
There's a lot of that about
I see it lingering in your eyes
If you change the arrow's course
Or feel the punch with all its force
Remember passion never dies


I'll see you there
Should you come through
Patience sits


Her face all blackened up with soot
Ragged clothes won't interupt
The precious gem that is your life
The lover spurned and then replaced
There's just forgiveness not disgrace
And i say "passion never dies"


And we'll return
Our candles burn
Patience sits


I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood


And if you think that holding on
Is already far too long
Who's to be the judge of time?
It won't seep out through your toes
It only grows and grows and grows
'coz passion never ever dies


When you return
On your own terms
Patience sits


I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep whwn there's fear in your blood

You wake up in the suffocating out-of-it (arabic ?) darkness
Dragging the river of your very soul
You emerge from troubled dreams
With your head held very gently
Think like clotted blood in a golden bone

Who's promised you that ? who's paying for it ? what's waiting out there ?

The soldiers in the village were sleeping in the sun
The white star line comes steaming in upon it's midnight run
You're standing in the mirror, that reflection is insane
My love is the peace which takes away the pain

All of you must fly out, out of this life of nightmares
Whose spirit breath surrounds you, in the blackened night
The horses are uneasy
The weapon is untried
You'll have to go on guessing 'til you reach the other side

Who's promised you that ?
Who's paying for it ?
What's waiting out there ?

The monkeys in the jungle are playing with a gun
The white star line comes steaming in upon it's midnight run
You're reaching for the lifebuoy which the night has neatly ??slain??
My love is the peace which takes away the pain

Up you go, you're drifting
Up you go, you're floating
Over tunisia
Over spain
Over germany
Over poland
Over scandinavia
Back again

Who's promised you that ?
Who's paying for it ?
What's waiting out there ?

The notices and frescoes have faded in the sun
The white star line comes steaming in upon it's midnight run
You can't believe it's over with no loss or gain
My love is the peace which takes away the pain

Sometimes you're dressed in castillian vogue
Other times you speak with a faux (false ?) scottish brogue
Ruthless, relentless, pursuing your defenseless quarry
Now you say you've been following me through my lives and deaths
From the very first tears to the last failing breaths
You clean up the mess, you say "i must confess" you say "i'm sorry"


Some say they've seen you outside of my door
On dark, rainy nights when the light is so poor
Maybe they're mistaken, or maybe you're just faking evidence
They think you're a man with the body of a libertine
Skin that's so white, clean daylight has never seen
I wonder if you're punishment, or prison or just providence


You say "why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Don't you love me?"


How you danced with the outlaws in the old, wild west
Carried a derringer under your vest
I know with a sneer you claim to have been guinivere
But i am not lancelot, i was never king arthur
I say once again "i'm not the man that you're after"
That was a different man, he ain't been here


You say "why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Don't you love me?"


You were there in florence as i painted the ceiling
On that old river boat, saw the hands i was dealing
Were you there the night i discovered lsd?
You held my hand through the straights of magellan
At the medicine shore, snake-oil you were selling
Wasn't that you? wasn't that me?


You say "why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Don't you love me?"


On the brink of the moon, at the foot of the andes
The mouth of the river, as we washed in the ganges
Pulled the arrow out my eye at hastings
You washed my brow as i lay in a fever
You were the fulcrum, i was the lever
I'm not a believer, it's just all your time you are wasting


You're a prisoner in a tower, a damsel in distress
Love hold us in thrall, my eternal mistress
You've been wife, my lover, my sister, my mother, my maid
My partner, my consort, my bit on the side
My darling, my sweetheart, my hope and my pride
And all because of some stupid lyrics on "the blurred crusade"


You say "why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Don't you love me?"