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from Bill Nelson - The Love That Whirls (2006)
Fools desire the things forbidden us…
of this rule we are all prisoners in the empire of the senses… in the empire of the senses… Is there life beyond the curtain? All these things are so uncertain… in the empire of the senses, in the empire of the senses… Break the rule of outside stimulus… Storm the gates and free the prisoner… from the empire of the senses, from the empire of the senses… |
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from Bill Nelson - The Love That Whirls (2006)
I've been walking in the rain,
I've been swimming through the air again, I've been floating in the blue, I've been coming to my own rescue… I take another brief dip in the indifference of fools, I see a whole new me, I see a whole new you… I've been glowing in the dark… I've been fooling with a naked flame… I've been quoting this and that, I've been talking in my sleep again… Is this the nature of the beast? Am I the creature you pursue? Is this the general release or just a private view…? I've been spinning like a top, I've been changing my tune, I've been skating on thin ice, I've been making heaven's rendezvous… I've been thinking about me and you… I've been thinking about me, I've been thinking about me and you… I take another brief dip in the indifference of fools… I see a whole new me, I see a whole new you… Is this the nature of the beast? Am I the creature you pursue? Is this the general release or just a private view…? |
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from Bill Nelson - The Love That Whirls (2006)
Curtains are closing
over my windows, waiting for someone who knows where the time goes… This time it's working, bodies uncover… Every moment belongs to another… Here without warning, the end of my tether… I watch from the doorway, some things take forever… Curtains are closing over my windows, waiting for someone who knows where the time goes… This time it's working, bodies uncover… Every moment belongs to another… Eros arriving… |
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from Bill Nelson - The Love That Whirls (2006)
Parked on the edge of another cool moment
listening to the different frequencies shift… shift… I place my head in your hands as an act of atonement for the things I did to your perfect posture… Flesh Body of a boy, mind of a monster A thing of beauty is a joy for ever, Flesh The will to resist her has turned to water Rivers of lust are her systems of torture. |
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from Bill Nelson - The Love That Whirls (2006)
He and sleep were brothers in a tomb of my design,
clinging to each other through each moment of their crime, young boys, would-be-angels hanging naked from the sky, time delays reaction, captured falling, do or die… In the realms of flesh and bone beyond the spiral city, people dance on broken glass to rhythms of self-pity, time reveals as shape on film each act of heroism, death defies the camera eye and steals the gift of vision He and sleep were brothers in a tomb of their invention driving cars that shift no gears across the maps of heaven, colours cut and clash and flare and come into collision, certain forms of fear provide this cure for hypnotism… |
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from Bill Nelson - The Love That Whirls (2006)
Flaming desire, flaming desire,
open your heart to my flaming desire, love turns to lust, ice into fire, open your heart to my flaming desire… How quickly, how quickly desire returns, I open your hand and the weapon still burns, hold me and turn me in circles again, dance in the space between pleasure and pain. Flaming desire, flaming desire, open your heart to my flaming desire, love turns to lust, ice into fire, open your heart to my flaming desire… Sea creature/sex creature, woman in love, a slip of the tongue or the hand in the glove, kiss me and wound me again and again, faster than beauty our beast is unchained… Flaming desire, flaming desire, open your heart to my flaming desire. Love turns to lust, ice into fire, open your heart to my flaming desire… |
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from Bill Nelson - The Love That Whirls (2006)
I am the october man,
I dream of many things, this is my desire… This melancholia, this lure of golden wings, isolation… I am the october man, I live for no-one, this is my damnation… I dream of many things, the rape of angels, transformation… This odour of desire, these fumes of funeral fire, this is my celebration. I am the october man, I dream of many things, this is my desire… |
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from Bill Nelson - The Love That Whirls (2006)
I was watching someone from a window you were still undressing in the hall someone threw my shadow on the staircase these days nothing worries me at all
I must pay attention to the haunting in my heat this is not the time for self control I still hear the echoes of the words I never said this is not the time for self control You were holding on to your position I was holding on to your surprise lucky that we wore protective clothing could this be a blessing in disguise.. I must pay attention to the haunting in my heat this is not the time for self control I still hear the echoes of the words I never said this is not the time for self control I was moving through your hair with kisses you were breathing air into my spine someone flew a jet plane past my window judge this moment by a trial of time Every night I dream of new disasters women walking naked through my head is this one more symptom of my passion strange how passion fills an empty bed.... I must pay attention to my head........... |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Every sound I hear
Seems to sound the same, Every face I see Seems the same to me, Banal ... Every book I've read Says the same old thing. Everything I've said Has the same old ring. Banal ... I know you, You know me, Talk about it, Constantly ... Sky of blue, sea of green, Only fools harbour dreams ... Everyone I meet Hands me the same old line. Buildings on the street Display familiar signs. Programmes on T.V. Employ the same device. Their warm humanity Just leaves me cold as ice ... Banal ... |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Frozen by the forward speed,
I'm running from the outside world, Making tracks from zone to zone, Nowhere left to call my own, Always burning up the miles, Real events just pass me by, Locked inside my limousine, See my face behind the screen ... Something living ... There's something living, Living in my limousine. One hand on the steering wheel, I'm listening to the dynaflow, Counting moments in my mind, Like a traveller in time, Passing fields of clouds and trees, Water gardens in the rain, Sculpted by velocity, Everything appears the same. Something living ... There's something living, Living in my limousine. |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
I love to make love
When the music goes strange She is generally hypnotised She believes She believes She believes ... |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
You're always giving false alarms,
Making your living, Twisting my arm, Burning my light bulb At both ends, Changing your meaning If it offends ... You're like a dinosaur, You need a cigarette, You never close the door, You're always getting wet, You never take the risk, You always give advice, You know I can't resist, You've got me hypnotised ... You're always talking, Making a noise, Playing the white man, One of the boys, Making me nervous, Bending my ear, Making your purpose Perfectly clear ... You're always planning Some new campaign, Making investments And keeping the change, Forcing the issue, Faking the charm, You're always giving False alarms ... |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Time is measured by our heartbeat,
Never trust a heart of gold, Thought I'd mention it in passing, Thought I'd tell you how it goes ... Spent my youth in conversation, These days I hardly speak at all, Could this be the perfect measure Of my own decline and fall ... Decline and fall ... The clothes I wear are all in fashion Although my body is in rags ... The games I play are superficial, They help amuse me when time drags ... Strangers toy with my affections, Old friends are strangers in disguise, I keep my thoughts in isolation, Somewhere inside, oh, something dies ... Decline and fall ... |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
In this ever changing world,
In these times, These days of challenge, As my systems begin to fail, I hear voices, Beyond the veil ... Love decays Under our dying star, Strange how time delays The knowing who we are ... As the years slip through my hand, My life Runs out Like Sand ... I will play a poison lullaby, In fields of gravity, Under a falling sky ... As the day Slow-fades away, Warning shadows Crawl across my walls of grey ... Sweetness drips From the exquisite corpse, Sleeping sickness Grips at every ghost who walks. As the years slip through my hand, My Life Runs Out Like Sand. |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Lights turn on and off
In the back of mind They make me feel like a rebel, All the time ... Desire burns Like a fire in my hollow heart ... I always seem to be hanging 'round In the dark ... I need a kind of loving I can't refuse ... The spirit is willing But the flesh is weak, I start to stammer Almost every t-t-time I speak ... What can I say? I'm giving you no clues ... I've got the goods But nothing you can use ... I need a kind of loving I can't refuse ... Life could be so simple But nothing seems to change ... I'm like a stranger, I'm always feeling strange ... I'm so excited, I'm living on my nerves ... Is this a curse Or just what I deserve ... I need a kind of loving I can't refuse ... |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Music in the ice-box,
Laughter in the dark, Echoes in the silence, Waiting for the spark, Hold me while I'm naked, Catch me if you can, Suicide statements are the measure of the man ... Do you dream in colour? Do you dream in colour? Do you dream in colour? Do you dream at all? Turning on the wall screen, Helpless to resist, Video junkie Looking for a fix, Sick obsession, Terminal twist, Caught in possession of an ever-open wrist ... Do you dream in colour? Do you dream in colour? Do you dream in colour? Do you dream at all? Death by violence, Destiny decrees A permanent reliance On the science of extremes, Absent at the wedding, Present at the birth, Turning off the lights now all across the earth ... Do you dream in colour? Do you dream in colour? Do you dream in colour? Do you dream at all? |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Looking through the laughing glass
And driving burning cars, I'm simulating crashes And measuring the scars, Images still flicker Wheels and dials spin 'round, I'm tuning in on nowhere And hearing other sounds Hearing other sounds ... Oh-oh U.H.F. Time moves in shadows Over yellowing walls, I calculate perspectives Where their angle falls, I sit by her mirror, She stands and stares, I catch my reflection With fastidious snares, With fastidious snares ... Oh-oh U.H.F. I act the perfect passenger, I offer no advice, Maintaining my position I fail to break the ice, She issues her co-ordinates, Her points of no return, And catalogs the impact zones Of cars that crash and burn, Of cars that crash and burn ... Oh-oh U.H.F. |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
News comes in
Lights go out It's for real There's no doubt Watch this space Kill that sound Time to move Underground Youth of nation on fire Can that be What we want? People stare People taunt Don't look up Don't look down |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
People who do things
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Frozen by the forward speed,
I'm running from the outside world, Making tracks from zone to zone, Nowhere left to call my own, Always burning up the miles, Real events just pass me by, Locked inside my limousine, See my face behind the screen ... Something living ... There's something living, Living in my limousine. One hand on the steering wheel, I'm listening to the dynaflow, Counting moments in my mind, Like a traveller in time, Passing fields of clouds and trees, Water gardens in the rain, Sculpted by velocity, Everything appears the same. Something living ... There's something living, Living in my limousine. |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Tossin and turning
Over and over Burning the yearning Love under cover Kissing and missing Laughing and falling Loving and leaving Destiny calling... Moving pictures Illustrating Tongues of fire Articulating Bodies burning Muscles aching Nervous tension Something shaking... Love in the Abstract. |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
Sending signals I wonder what they say....
too much power receiving no communique.... radio silence difficult to penetrate so pitch to voltage......... maybe we can oscillate Be my dynamo.............. Feel like dancing I feel like something anyway let's go crazy perfectly insane............ you know you make me nervous this I can accommodate but when it comes to servicE only I can operate Be my Dynamo................ |
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from Bill Nelson - Quit Dreaming (And Get On The Beam) (2006)
All my wives were Iron
All my fears were steel Though I MAY DENY THEM In the end they're real I throw another switch and watch my room go dark I wait with baited breath to trap a vital spark All my wives were Iron All my fears were steel |
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from Bill Nelson - Chimera (2006)
A rebel thought in my state of mind, My hungry heart, In the hands of time.... A secret risk, the harder line, The price of love For the perfect crime.... The real adventure....... Another place, Another time, A certain grace, Your hand in mine, Like a miracle Our hearts combine, The slow embrace, A love divine.... The real adventure
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from Bill Nelson - Chimera (2006)
Burn my boats, burn my money, Time to make some changes, Time to hit and run, Build on hope, Hope lasts for ever, Time to take some chances, Timed to hit and run, Acceleration...... Kissing the pink, Making some trouble, Time to ring the changes, Time to work it out, Chasing my tail, I'm seeing double, Time to make a move, Time to sort it out, Acceleration.......
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from Bill Nelson - Chimera (2006)
Hand on hip, the way we live, The give and take, The take and give.... Hand on heart, the way we love.. The stop and start, The push and shove... I can't remember feeling so sad, Changing places, going back, Walking in the night.... Push my luck and take your chance Make my dreams come true, Break this trance.... Hold your tongue and bite my lip... Fatal fascination, Lose my grip... I can't remember feeling so strange, Changing phrases, words rearranged, Walking in the night... Every day feels like another new drug, Drink my fill, Still can't get enough....
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from Bill Nelson - Chimera (2006)
Running, Hiding, Seeking, Finding out about you, Dancing, Jiving, Changing my Timing, Chiming for you... Tender is the night... Sleeping, Walking, Dreaming, Aching, Shaking for you.... Living, Dying, Feels like I'm flying Into the blue... Tender is the night... Laughing, Smiling, Falling and rising, Shining for you... Waving, Drowning, Floating around in an ocean of you... Tender is the night... My heads in a spin Now I'm walking on water with you... Tender is the night y heart's in my mouth When I'm walking on water with you...
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from Bill Nelson - Chimera (2006)
Her jewels are the stars tonight,
I watch as her thieves arrive, I watch them with jealous eyes From my window this world is aglow She drifts in an endless curve Through shadows and metaphor Body signal and semaphore From my window their eyes are aglow... She laughs as the pains begin I swoon in the grip of sin Alone with her burning skin For a moment, this room is aglow..... She sleeps in my arms tonight, I watch as her dreams arrive, I watch her with hungry eyes, In my mirror, Her face is aglow... Glow world..... Glow world..... |
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from Bill Nelson - Chimera (2006)
Burn my boats, burn my money, Time to make some changes, Time to hit and run, Build on hope, Hope lasts for ever, Time to take some chances, Timed to hit and run, Acceleration...... Kissing the pink, Making some trouble, Time to ring the changes, Time to work it out, Chasing my tail, I'm seeing double, Time to make a move, Time to sort it out, Acceleration.......
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from Bill Nelson - Chimera (2006)
Burn my boats, burn my money, Time to make some changes, Time to hit and run, Build on hope, Hope lasts for ever, Time to take some chances, Timed to hit and run, Acceleration...... Kissing the pink, Making some trouble, Time to ring the changes, Time to work it out, Chasing my tail, I'm seeing double, Time to make a move, Time to sort it out, Acceleration.......
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from Bill Nelson - Chimera (2006)
Burn my boats, burn my money, Time to make some changes, Time to hit and run, Build on hope, Hope lasts for ever, Time to take some chances, Timed to hit and run, Acceleration...... Kissing the pink, Making some trouble, Time to ring the changes, Time to work it out, Chasing my tail, I'm seeing double, Time to make a move, Time to sort it out, Acceleration.......
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