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Friday, July 30, 2010

From Here I Can Almost See The Sea - Lyrics - David Gray

Title: From Here I Can Almost See The Sea
Artist: David Gray
Composer(s): David Gray

Lyric:
Come a weekend
We?ll be long gone baby
Just like the old days
Letting the world flow through me

Just a parasite in the line
I'm smoking, killing the time
How long?s a piece of twine
What use is sympathy
From here you can almost see the sea

If you would hold still
Could make a clean incision
We could sit back
And watch the demolition

Little puppy dog in a box
Somebody?s picking the locks
Must want the darn from the socks
Here comes the cavalry
From here you can almost see the sea

Just another fool in a line

I dream of high clouds
Flushed with the light of daybreak
I'm gonna dive in
To water so cold it makes your bones ache

Fingers, knees and knuckles scraped
All of the rubbish heaped
A piece of cardboard taped
Up where the bedroom window pane used to be
From here you can almost
From here you can almost see the sea

Just another fool in a line
Just another fool in a line

I saw a film once
Where all the airholes froze up
A killer whale swam
Under the blue ice
Till her heart stopped

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

From Here You Can Almost See The Sea - Lyrics - Life In Slow Motion - David Gray

Title: From Here You Can Almost See The Sea
Album: Life In Slow Motion
Artist: David Gray
Composer(s): David Gray

Lyric:
Come the weekend
And we?ll long gone, baby
Just like the old days
Lettin' the world flow through me

Just a parasite in the line
I'm smokin', killin' the time
How long?s a piece of a twine?
What use is sympathy?

From here you can almost see the sea

If you would hold still
Could make a clean incision
We could sit back
And watch the demolition

Little puppy dog in a box
Somebody?s pickin' the locks
Must want the darn from the socks
Here comes the cavalry

From here you can almost see the sea
Just another fool in a line

I dream of high clouds
Flushed with the light of daybreak
I'm gonna dive in to a water so cold
It makes your bones ache

Fingers, knees and knuckles scraped
All of the rubbish heaped
A piece of cardboard taped
Up where the bedroom window pane used to be

From here you can almost
From here you can almost see the sea
Just another fool in a line
Just another fool in a line

I saw a film once
Where all the air holes froze up
A killer whale swam
Under the blue ice 'til her heart stopped

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Monday, August 9, 2010

Girl From Mars - Lyrics - Live At The Wireless (Live) - Ash

Title: Girl From Mars
Album: Live At The Wireless (Live)
Artist: Ash
Composer(s): Tim Wheeler

Lyric:
Do you remember the time I knew a girl from Mars?
I don't know if you knew that
Oh, we'd stay up late playing cards, Henri Winterman Cigars
Though she never told me her name
I still love you, the girl from Mars

Sitting in our dreamy days by the water's edge
On a cool summer's night
Fireflies and the stars in the sky
Gentle glowing light, from your cigarette

The breeze blowing softly on my face
Reminds me of something else
Something that in my memory has been misplaced
Suddenly all comes back and as I look to the stars

I remember the time I knew a girl from Mars
I don't know if you knew that
Oh, we'd stay up late playing cards, Henri Winterman Cigars
Though she never told me her name
I still love you, the girl from Mars

Surging through the darkness over the moonlight strand
Electricity in the air
Twisting all through the night on the terrace
Now that summer's here

I know that you are almost in love with me
I can see it in your eyes
Strange light shimmering over the sea tonight
And it almost blows my mind and as I look to the stars

I remember the time I knew a girl from Mars
I don't know if you knew that
Oh, we'd stay up late playing cards, Henri Winterman Cigars
Though she never told me her name
I still love you, the girl from Mars

Today I sleep in the chair by the window
It felt as if you'd returned
I thought that you were standing over me
When I woke there was no one there
I still love you, the girl from Mars

Do you remember the time I knew a girl from Mars?
I don't know if you knew that
Oh, we'd stay up late playing cards, Henri Winterman Cigars
Though she never told me her name

Do you remember the time I knew a girl from Mars?
I don't know if you knew that
Oh, we'd stay up late playing cards, Henri Winterman Cigars
And I still dream of you, I still love you, girl from Mars

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Spirit Of The Sea - Lyrics - Blackmores Night

Title: Spirit Of The Sea
Artist: Blackmores Night
Composer(s): Ritchie Blackmore, Candice Night

Lyric:
I took a walk along the shore
To clear my mind about the day
I saw a man, I'd seen before
As I approached, he slipped away

I knew his face from years ago
His smile stays with me ever more
His eyes, they guide me through the haze
And bring me shelter from the storm

As I walk I can feel him
Always watching over me
His voice surrounds me
My spirit of the sea

He went away so long ago
On a maiden voyage far away
A young man then I did not know
His life was taken that same day

And it was almost like he knew
He wouldn't see me anymore
He looked so deeply in my eyes, and said
"Wait for me along the shore"

As I walk I can feel him
Always watching over me
His voice surrounds me
My spirit of the sea

And so I come most every day
To watch the waves rise and fall
And as I sit here on the sand
This ocean makes me feel so small

But I feel my lover by my side
And he makes me follow my own heart
We'll be together some sweet day
When that day comes we'll never part
When that day comes we'll never part
Wait for me along the shore

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Thursday, August 19, 2010

Desolation Row - Lyrics - Highway 61 Revisited - Bob Dylan

Title: Desolation Row
Album: Highway 61 Revisited
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
They?re selling postcards of the hanging
They?re painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town

Here comes the blind commissioner
They?ve got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants

And the riot squad they?re restless
They need somewhere to go
As lady and I look out tonight
From desolation row

Cinderella, she seems so easy
It takes one to know one, she smiles
And puts her hands into her back pockets
Bette Davis style

And in comes Romeo, he?s moaning
"You belong to me I believe"
And someone turns and says to him
"My friend you'd better leave"

And the only sound that?s left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On desolation row

Now the moon is almost hidden
The stars they're just pretending to hide
The fortunetelling lady
Has even taken all her things inside

All except for Cain and Abel
And the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everyone is makin' love
Or else expecting rain

And the good Samaritan, he?s dressing
He?s getting ready for the show
He?s going to the carnival tonight
On desolation row

Ophelia, she?s ?neath the window
For her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday
She already is an old maid

Now to her, death is quite romantic
She wears an iron vest
Her profession is her religion
Her sin is her lifelessness

And though her eyes are fixed upon
Noah?s great rainbow
She spends her time peeking
Into desolation row

Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, some jealous monk

Now he looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed his cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
And reciting the alphabet

You would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
On desolation row

Dr. Filth, he keeps his world
Locked inside of his leather cup
But all his sexless patients
They?re trying to blow it up

Now his nurse, some local loser
She?s in charge of the cyanide hole
She also keeps the cards that read
"Have mercy on his soul"

They all play on the penny whistle
You can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough
From desolation row

Across the street they?ve nailed the curtains
They?re getting ready for the feast
The phantom of the opera
In a perfect image of a priest

They?re spoon feeding Casanova
To get him to feel more assured
Then they?ll kill him with self-confidence
After poisoning him with words

And the phantom shouts to skinny girls
"Get outta here if you don?t know
Casanova he's just being punished for going
To desolation row"

Now at midnight all the agents
And the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone
That knows more than they do

Then they bring them to the factory
Where the heart attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders
And then the kerosene

Is brought down from the castles
By insurance men who go
Check to see that no one is escaping
To desolation row

Praise be to Nero?s Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
And everybody?s shouting
"Which side are you on?"

And Ezra Pound and T.S. Elliott
Fighting in the captain?s tower
While Calypso's singers laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers

Between the windows of the sea
Where lovely mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too much
About desolation row

Yes, I received your letter yesterday
About the time the door knob broke
When you asked me how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke?

All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they?re quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name

Right now I cannot read too well
Don?t send me no more letters, no
Not unless you mail them
From desolation row

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Rusty And Blue - Lyrics - David Crosby

Title: Rusty And Blue
Artist: David Crosby
Composer(s): David Crosby

Lyric:
How can I sweep these words into a cluster
Put 'em in a pile like feathers on your floor
Voyages and sea forests deep blue and rusty
Sew 'em in a satchel 'n leave 'em at your door

People's lives, people's whose lives
They fascinate me
All my life, all my life
I've wanted to understand

There's a man on the corner he's got the moon in his eyes
He just comes here to visit and he wears a disguise
And I wonder if he's looking for friends or for truth
I think he's calling for some in that telephone booth

And the smiling woman answers
She defeats fear with her eyes
She thinks life's fine so I think she's wise
And my heart wants to give her a gift so grand
That it will speak for me and tell her just where I stand

And I stand on a pillar and it's melting like ice
Of years that I've lived and some I've lived twice
And I have all these feathers and leaves on my floor
That I don't want just blowing around loose anymore

And I feel a need to gather to rummage and fetch
To shake out my life and give it a stretch
To bring shells to the surface, give 'em to you
Gifts from the sea floor rusty and blue

Now these two lives hold my attention quite well
You see lives almost never run parallel
Like the boards in the flooring all deep grained and worn
Fated and fitted long before we were born

People's lives, people's whose lives
They fascinate me
All my life, all my life
I've wanted to understand

Understand

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Sunday, August 22, 2010

How To Operate With A Blown Mind - Lyrics - Lo Fidelity Allstars

Title: How To Operate With A Blown Mind
Artist: Lo Fidelity Allstars
Composer(s): David Randall, Franklin Williams, Philip Ward, Maurice Jarre

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Lyric:
Never ride the lonely road, above all, at sundown
For dusk is when the little men melt into the mountains
Melt into the mountains
Melt into the mountains

Taking the Lord?s name in vain
'Cause I?m steppin? out on the streets again
'Cause I?m tortured by demons, winged beasts and carrions
The air is alive with dagger and poisons, almost moving me to tears
But you and I both know, the streets are paved with fears

Severe mental fog
Regan?s a mad killer dog
London lives up it?s arse
These horrors have surely come to pass

I?m twitchin? and sweatin? on the front line
And man?s a monster
He?s a monster in his own time
He?s a monster

I?ve seen dagger and poison fall
We?re fallin? and carnage rules
So search your heart and tear it apart
Rip it apart

Hydra-headed fear
Is all around here
Crack
You?re under attack

It seems like you?ve learnt to live in a bubble
But imagine the trouble
When you fall from your wall and burst your balloon
'Cause it?ll happen soon
Yeah it?s gonna fuckin? happen soon

Steppin? out on the streets again
Taking the Lord?s name in vain
Almost moving me to tears
What you and I both know, the streets are paved with fears

Electric congestion
Kamikaze pedestrians
What?s it all mean?
Can?t juggle with Jesus

Dirty green sea
Naked reality
Twenty-four seven
Twenty-four seven

Flapping like a trapped bird
In the seven eleven
Crack
You?re under attack

Then you?ll see man?s your own worst enemy
Peoples hopes and fears
You know they seem
People?s hopes and dreams
You know they seem so out of reach to me

You know they seem so out of reach to me

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