Bluetones, The

If...
by Bluetones
If you
Get out
Before September
Remember
That I'm
Still inside
But I'm dry
I'm dry
And you
When you try
To make a difference
You're so different
And then I
Try
And just die
I die
You know
That I need
You more than I want ya
But I want ya
For all time
So I
I guess on the line
It's all that I can do
To sing these stupid songs to you
I give up half my time
Just trying to think up words that rhyme
I ain't getting any younger
But you wouldn't know
So it's on
With the show
Sometimes
A smoke
A drink and a ponder
Can work wonders
When you're down
Takes your frown
Turns it 'round
Around
And you
When you try
To make a difference
You're no different
Than when I
Try
And just die
I die
...and now
That your day-
Dream is forgotten
And forgiven
And the world
Has been saved
Be brave
It's all that I can do
To sing these stupid songs to you
I give up half my time
Just trying to think up words that rhyme
I ain't getting any younger
But you wouldn't know
Cos I walk
In shadow
And I never ever
Really show my face
But I'm only ever seen
In the right place

I don’t have to be feeling down to speak with you.
And I’ll visit you not only when I’m feeling blue.
You make me happy when I was happy to start with.
You make my life so precious and so easy to part with.
Life rolls along and teaches us nothing.
So why am I still around waiting for something?
Do you have the answers to all of my questions?
Maybe not, but I’d like to hear your suggestions. Yeah.
Talk to me, you don’t talk to me.
Talk to me, you don’t talk to me.
People in corridors, people in doorways.
People wherever I turn.
So many people crowd out the shadows.
So many people to love.
And to burn.
Communication is blurred.
I can’t understand a word.
Though there’s nothing to be heard.
It’s all gone quite absurd.
Communication is blurred.
I can’t understand a word.
Though there’s nothing to be heard.
It’s all gone quite absurd.
Communication is blurred.
I can’t understand a word.
Though there’s nothing to be heard.
It’s all gone quite, all gone quite absurd.

When I am sad and weary.
When all my hope is gone.
And I can’t put my finger on the time things first went wrong.
I have a little secret I like to tell myself.
And until now I haven’t told anybody else.
You may not see things my way, like my methods or my reasons.
But you can’t tell me that I’m wrong.
There’s no heart you can’t melt with a certain little smile.
No challenge should be faced without a little charm and a lot of style.
So don’t put your faith in time, she heals but doesn’t change.
And only a fool won’t take the chance to stay the same.
When I am sad and weary.
When all my hope is gone.
I walk around my house and think of you with nothing on.
And I have a list of things I go over in my mind.
When I can just sit right back and watch the world unwind.
You may not see things my way, I don’t care ’cause I’m not asking.
But you can’t tell me that I’m wrong.
There’s no heart you can’t melt with a certain little smile.
No challenge should be faced without a little charm and a lot of style.
So don’t put your faith in time, she heals but doesn’t change.
And only a fool won’t take the chance to stay the same.
There’s no heart you can’t melt with a certain little smile.
No challenge should be faced without a little charm and a lot of style.
So don’t put your faith in time, she heals but doesn’t change.
And only a fool won’t take the chance to stay the same.

Seems like you’re always a million miles away.
As far as I’m concerned that’s where you can stay.
But all the time I’m reminded.
Used to be a time we had a lot in common.
But now as far as I can see that’s something coming, yeah, yeah.
And all the time you’re behind me.
And all the time you remind me.
Of Blitzkrieg and the doodlebug.
Salt upon a bubbling slug.
You say “I can talk to you any time, but I just wanna cut some rug.”
Turn yourself away and you shrug and say that “I can talk any time.”
It’s easy living in a bubble.
No complication or trouble.
But it’s hard to have responsibility.
And judging by you, a personality.
And all the time you remind me.
Of Blitzkrieg and the doodlebug.
Salt upon a bubbling slug.
You say “I can talk to you any time, but I just wanna cut some rug.”
Turn yourself away and you shrug and say that “I can talk any time.”
And all the time you remind me.
Of Blitzkrieg and the doodlebug.
Salt upon a bubbling slug.
You say “I can talk to you any time, but I just wanna cut some rug.”
Turn yourself away and you shrug and say “I can talk any time.”
“I can talk to you any time, but I just wanna cut some rug.”
It’s like Blitzkrieg and the doodlebug.
Salt upon a bubbling slug.
You say “I can talk to you any time, but I just wanna cut some rug.”
Turn yourself away and you shrug and say that “I can talk any time.”
“Any time.”
“Any time.”
“Any time.”
“Any time.”

How will you ever learn when your hands are tied and your bridges burn?
When will you get to see that your only option lies with me?
Must you be kicked right down, ripped from limb.
Taught to drown but told to swim.
The way to be, the way to act is not to preach what you practice.
Things change.
But a pattern is present, a formula remains.
Things needn’t be so if you let me through.
How will you ever learn when your hands are tied and your bridges burn?
When will you get to see that your only option lies with me?
Must you be kicked right down, ripped from limb.
Taught to drown but told to swim.
The way to be, the way to act is not to preach what you practice.
Things change.
But a pattern is present, a formula remains.
Things needn’t be so if you let me through.
It must be true.
She said “I found you.”
How will you ever learn when your hands are tied and your bridges burn?
When will you get to see that your only option lies with me?
Must you be kicked right down, ripped from limb.
Taught to drown but told to swim.
The way to be, the way to act is...
Who knows?
Who cares?

God knows I’ve tried to bridge the gap, I’ve tried to be near.
Time after time I’ve lied just to say the things you wanted to hear.
Look, look what I’ve done, look what I do.
I’m starting to pull myself through.
Hell could feasably freeze, but in your eyes I’ll always be the fountainhead.
The boy whose thoughts keep running away.
And you know I’m right.
Wasn’t it you who said that when looking to open the eyes in my head?
And now I can see from your mistakes you’re as blind as me.
God knows I’ve tried.
God knows I try to be something more than I am.
Hell could feasably freeze but in your eyes I’ll always be the fountainhead.
The boy whose thoughts keep running away.
And you know I’m right.
What can I say without being profound?
It’s a game that we play, it goes round and around.
I shall stick to the rules but I won’t suffer fools.
And I won’t lose the plot and I won’t lose my cool.
Can’t you see what I’ve done?
Can’t you see what I do?
It’s not really unique, and it’s hopelessly crude.
But these are my decisions, these are my mistakes.
And I’ll fall down again, if that’s what it takes.

Who is she to say you can’t be trusted?
And come to think of it, how does she know?
Her doubt is just her faith in disappointment.
She can’t be blamed if she decides to go.
Her dignity is what makes her an angel.
You know she needs it more than she needs you.
It doesn’t pay to take these things for granted.
Something which you always seem to do.
You always seem to do.
But she just wants to spend some time with you.
Just a minute or just a moment.
Just long enough to throw one good clean punch.
Now you’ve reached the point where she sees through you.
Your low esteem and lack of self-control.
Everything she had she handed to you.
And what she didn’t give you, you stole.
You couldn’t have so you stole.
Sometimes I stop to question it all.
Must I look at the stars, and live in the dirt?
When all I have to show for my doubt is a blow to the lip, and some blood on my shirt.

Where did you go?
When things went wrong for you?
When the knives came out for you?
Where did you go?
All you needed was a friend.
You just had to ask and then...
You don’t have to have the solution, you’ve got to understand the problem.
And don’t go hoping for a miracle.
All this will fade away.
So I’m coming home.
I’m coming home.
What did you learn?
Locked away all on your own, chance and your head all blown.
What did you learn?
It was unfortunate.
You missed your chance to find out that:
You don’t have to have the solution, you’ve got to understand the problem.
And don’t go hoping for a miracle.
All this will fade away.
So I’m coming home.
I’m coming home.
You don’t have to have the solution, you’ve got to understand the problem.
And don’t go hoping for a miracle, yeah.
All this will fade away.
So I’m coming home.
I’m coming home.
I’m coming home.
But just for a short while.

If we put our heads together I think we could salvage it.
If we ride the stormy weather will we really benefit?
Is there anything left to say now, anyway?
When you’re near my heart beats quicker, faster.
It’s your skin as pale as alabaster.
It has to be, it has to end.
Losing a lover, gaining a friend.
Yesterday, your virtue inspired me.
And yesterday you ignited the flames that burnt inside of me.
So why when I wake up today are the ashes about us?
Now I’ve lost the strength to crush a flower.
And now I grow weaker with the passing hours.
You once was the fire, you once was the glow.
I was so sure then.
And now I don’t know.
I’ve wasted time away.
But I think that it’s okay, ’cause I’ve wasted time away with you.
Now look what we’ve built together.
We didn’t waste anything.
We’ve built a fire that burns too strong to die.
Or am I a liar who smothers the flames?
When you’re near my heart beats quicker, faster.
It’s your skin as pale as alabaster.
It has to be, it has to end.
Losing a lover, lying to a friend.
I’ve wasted time away.
But I think that it’s okay, ’cause I’ve wasted time away with you.
I’ve wasted time away.
But I think that it’s okay, ’cause I’ve wasted time away with you.

You left me unguided.
You left me divided.
With room to complain.
So I say in this song the wait is too long.
I thought I had seen it.
I thought I had learned.
But there’s something around each corner I turn.
Can’t stay still forever.
I’ve got to get it together.
If you’d seen with these eyes, and lived with these lies.
I’ve thought about father.
And I’ve thought about him.
And I knew that this wasn’t for me.
Now the beast can subside.
The boy needn’t hide.
Oh, if you’d seen with these eyes.
Never dare to slow.
On and on she goes.
Knowing what she knows.
Laughing.
Never dare to slow.
On and on she goes.
Knowing what she knows.
Nature’s whipping boy.
Fate’s immortal toy.
Twisting through the void.
Laughing.

If you go away, then don’t you come back round here no more.
And if you make the move, then don’t expect to come home to an open door.
I’m not the same person I was a year ago.
You cut me deeply and the scars still show.
You’ve walked between the raindrops for far too long.
You’re gonna get what’s yours.
And if you go away, then don’t you come back round here no more.
I’m not the same person I was a year ago.
You cut me deeply and the scars still show.
I’m not the same person I was a year ago.
You cut me deeply and the scars still show, yeah.
You make me act like a fool over you.
And now you drive me away.
You make me act like a fool over you.
And now you drive me away.
You make me act like a fool over you.
And now you drive me away, yeah.
And now you drive me away.

Nothing I can do could ever bring those feelings back.
I’ve taken everything, my body is a bloated sack.
The days behind me start rolling into months.
Is time running out?
My head feels too heavy.
My legs feel too weak.
All I can do now is sleep.
Everything is empty now, the things I knew are gone.
Darkness lays dormant now where colour once shone.
I compromise my conscience just to get me through the day.
Is this my reward?
And I’m going on journeys.
I’m exhausting my muse.
I’m taking from everything to see what I can use.
If I found a brand new colour, something no one had ever seen.
I dug it up right there in my garden.
That would be the greatest thing.
Nothing I can do could ever bring those feelings back.
I’ve taken everything, my body is a bloated sack.
The days behind me start rolling into months.
Is time running out?
And faced with having to have and then lose.
I’d choose never to have had.
If I found a brand new colour, something no one had ever seen.
I dug it up right there in my garden.
That would be the greatest thing.
I only want to speak to you.
I only want to let you know.
But time and again my feelings never seem to show.
If I found a brand new colour, something no one had ever seen.
I dug it up right there in my garden.
And that would be the greatest thing.
Time and again.

One more day in the valley, then I’m free to roam.
One more night of insect bites and beating myself to a foam.
But that’s the way it goes, I suppose.
Everything that you taught me was all I’ve ever known.
We took this ride side by side, but guess what, I got off alone.
And that’s the way it goes, I suppose.
And that’s the way it goes.
But then again, who really knows?
When I walk into this room, I turn to stone.
In this place that gave me sleep, that once upon a time I called home.
And that’s the way it goes, I suppose.
And that’s the way it goes.
But then again, who really knows?

Monday; count all the teeth in my head.
Tuesday; anointed by a man in a dress.
It’s more than just a question of time.
It’s more a question of reason and a rhyme.
Wednesday; got hitched just like a good boy should.
Thursday and Friday didn’t feel so good.
On Saturday I said my goodbyes.
On Sunday I’m food for the worms and the flies.
Pack up your troubles now, take all you can carry.
On your way, your way, just remember this time, you know, you’ve only got seven days.
It’s more than just a question of time.
It’s more a question of reason and a rhyme.
Pack up your troubles now, take all you can carry.
On your way, your way, just remember this time, you know, you’ve only got seven days.

Land of the free.
Home of the brave.
Those who can’t afford it wanna be deported.
These liberties were never meant for me.
Now I can afford it, I wanna be deported.
The eagle opens her wings.
She circles over and sings:
“Fall under my shadow.”
“Fall under me.”
I left but she found me again.
Threw borders around me again.
Smothered and drowned me again.
Walks the walk, talks the talk.
I fake it and smile, live in denial.
And I bleed and I ache, I’m barely awake.
The eagle opens her wings.
She circles over and sings:
“Fall under my shadow.”
“Fall under me.”

I don’t care much for tradition, and I know you’ll be leaving one day.
I can’t promise that I’ll ever be the one.
But if you’ll love me till Monday.
Let’s Seran Wrap for the weekend, and see who comes up for air first.
We can go and break some windows.
And run and run until our chests were fit to burst.
Forget we ever said the words:
“The future is dead.”
That’s what you said.
It’s all in your head.
You see, not mine, I’m fine, I’m alive, I’ve arrived.
We thought we could make a difference, and be remembered when the Pyramids are dust.
But we’ve had to learn that these bridges that we build can be as fragile as a loved one’s trust.
“The future is dead.”
That’s what you said.
It’s all in your head.
You see, not mine, I’m fine, I’m alive, I’ve arrived.
Here comes my everything.
This is my everything.
There goes my everything.
Bye bye my love.
“The future is dead.”
That’s what you said.
It’s all in your head.
You see, not mine, I’m fine, I’m alive, I’ve arrived.
“The future is dead.”
That’s what you said.
It’s all in your head.
You see, not mine, I’m fine, I’m alive, I’ve arrived.
Let’s forget about the questions.
We’ve been dragging round for years.
Let’s clear this smokey air between us.
Then say goodbye, and shed no tears.

I know it’s getting late.
But if you’d like to talk a little more.
Well that’s alright with me.
I’m feeling kinda tired.
But it ain’t exactly beating down my door.
Now just why could this be?
And I know I shouldn’t say.
But you’ve been acting strange the last few days.
And this has made me think.
Your pills have cost too much.
And you can’t feel them working any more.
So pour them down the sink.
And listen to me.
All you’ve gotta do is baby kick off your shoes and lay down.
Climb up here with me and let’s forget about sleep, and lay down.
Why hide your face from me?
Why turn away?
All I wanna do is pull you closer and say:
I’m feeling kinda tired.
But it ain’t exactly beating down my door.
Now just why could this be?
Will you listen to me?
All you’ve gotta do is baby kick off your shoes and lay down.
Climb up here with me and let’s forget about sleep, just lay down with me.
Lay down next to me.
Lay down with me.
I know I shouldn’t say.
But you’ve been acting strange the last few days.
And this has made me think, you know it got me thinking.
Your pills have cost too much.
And you can’t feel them working any more.
So pour them all right down the sink.

If you get out before September, remember that I’m still inside,
but I’m dry, I’m dry.
And you,
when you try to make a difference,
you’re so different.
And then I try,
and just die, I die.
You know that I need you
more than I want ya,
but I want ya for all time.
So I’m, I guess on the line.

It’s all that I can do
to sing these stupid songs to you.
I give up half my time
just trying to think up words that rhyme.
I ain’t getting any younger,
but you wouldn’t know.
So it’s on with the show.

Sometimes a smoke, a drink,
and a ponder can work wonders
when you’re down.
Takes your frown,
turns it round, around.
And you when you try
to make a difference,
you’re no different
than when I try, and just die, I die.

And now that your daydream is
forgotten and forgiven,
and the world has been saved,
be brave.

It’s all that I can do
to sing these stupid songs to you.
I give up half my time
just trying to think up words that rhyme.
I ain’t getting any younger,
but you wouldn’t know.
Cause I walk in shadow.

And I never ever really show my face.
But I’m only ever seen
in the right place.

Please, your sympathy’s not what I crave.
Nor judgement on how I behave.
Or to wake up beside you today.
Try as I do to let somebody in.
Well I never know where to begin.
It’s just a sweet word and on to the next thing.
But whenever I hear your name a mist comes down over my eyes.
The burden of hiding my shame, it grows weak and eventually dies.
Then it dies.
And what can I say, if confession won’t send them away?
These demons inside are refusing to die.
I hope against hope, but they stay.
And I’ll disprove all that you’ve heard.
The shortcomings of all their long words.
Chattering of little birds.
Now, hormonal suppression kicks in, and I’m lost in the scent of your skin.
And it hits like a left to the chin.
But whenever truth starts to ring a mist comes down over my eyes.
The pain and the guilt that it brings loses faith in its host and then dies.
Then it dies.
But whenever I hear your name a mist comes down over my eyes.
The burden of hiding my shame, it grows weak and eventually dies.
Then it dies.
And what can I say, if confession won’t send them away?
These demons inside are refusing to die.
I hope against hope, but they stay.
But they stay.
Stay.