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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
I saw you there last night
In the latest place You were taking in the scenery Hungry for a new face Seems what I said to you Didn't change your mind You could open your eyes, realise You don't need anyone Who's always on the phone You don't need anyone Who won't leave you alone You don't need anyone Who'd want you to cut him a key You don't need anyone Out on the streets today In the clothes you bought And your glossy picture pages Full of other people's thoughts Will you just wander along Live your life this way 'Till some magazine shows you what to do You don't need anyone Who's always on the phone You don't need anyone Who won't leave you alone To fill up the holes in your life To tell you what you're needing And make you do what you don't like You don't need anyone To show you where to go And turn you into somebody You wouldn't even want to know You don't need anyone As far as I can see You don't need anyone But Me |
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from Marillion - Less Is More (2009)
Things come wrapped up in time
Like the past in a present Or the perfect line in a song They take their time And when they're gone They take their time with them And you can't have them back Because the time for them has gone And their time has gone with them The time for them has gone. There's an echo of them An echo of the time they were wrapped in Sweet or bitter in the memory But an echo is all, all I can reach now An echo of you An echo of you An echo of you in your time Still echoing Like a star in the sky Like a star in the sky above me And the story of it's life Told backwards down this rod of light But at it's beginning.. Long extinct. |
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from Fish - Sunsets On Empire (1997)
When you're down to the last skin
And the limelight splutters to darkness in the death of a Zippo. At the backstage door the last fan has long disappeared With a plastic bag stuffed full of memories. If only you'd signed them, if only to testify, if only to recognise that he existed. That for a moment he stood there. Side by side in the gutter on the hard cold shoulder of destiny. You say never again this is the end and it's all gonna change you're determined this time. Year after year you pretend it's for real and it's all gonna change you're determined this time. Well happy birthday to me! When you're the worm in the bottle. You're the last one to leave and there's nowhere to go to. And the minicab driver politely suggests you go home. If you could only remember, just where that's at, Just where you been, just where it went wrong. You'll eventually find it. You say never again this is the end and it's all gonna change you're determined this time. Year after year you pretend it's for real and it's all gonna change you're determined this time. Well happy birthday to me! When you're down to the end line and they're writing you up and writing you off and it feels just like an obituary. You feel it's all over. You want to drive on down to the beach And just keep on swimming. But you're still treading water. You say never again this is the end and it's all gonna change you're determined this time. Year after year you pretend it's for real and it's all gonna change you're determined this time. Well happy birthday to me! Happy Birthday! |
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from Marillion - Happiness Is The Road, Volume 1: Essence [ep] (2008)
Woke up in a city that doesn't sleep
Full of rain You woke me up Woke up in a city down by the sea Like a dream You woke me up I woke up in a city full of snow And history and beauty and Christmas-lights and cold With angels that come when all is lost In golden light at dead of night They take you home And I woke up I woke up Woke up in a city that doesn't sleep You woke me up, You woke me up, You woke me up And I woke up in a city by the sea You woke me up, You woke me up, You woke me up You woke me up I woke up in a city full of rain The world had stopped I woke up to feel no pain Day from night Anti-gravity and light It's so clear, just what I'm doing here The blinding obvious is what you showed to me. |
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from Marillion - Clutching At Straws (1999)
Where do we go from here They're boarding up the synagogues uzis on a street corner You can't take a photograph of uzis on a street corner the DJ resigned today they wouldn't let him have his say a surface scratched where the needles play uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here Terror on the Rue de St. Denis, murder on the peripherie Someone else in someone else's pocket, Christ knows I don't know how to stop it Lay poppies at the Cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh, I heard in on the telegraph there's uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here The more I see the more I hear the more I find the fewer answers I close my mind, I shut it out but you know its getting harder to calm down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about I'm uptight, can't sleep at night, I can't pretend everything's alright. My ideals my sanity, they seem to be deserting me but to stand up and fight I know we have six million reasons They're buring down the synagogues uzis on a street corner the heralds of the holocaust uzis on a street corner The silence never louder than now, how quickly we forgot our vows, this resurrection we can't allow, the uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here We buy fresh bagels from the corner store Where swastikas are spat from aerosols I sit in the bar sipping iced white russians trying to score but nobody's pushing and everyone looks at everyone's faces searching for signs and praying for traces of a conscience in residence, are we sitting on a barbed wire fence, chasing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps nameless faces in frozen ranks I know that they would rather be standing here besides me chasing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps nameless faces in frozen ranks I know that they would rather be standing here besides me chasing the clouds home racing the clouds home You can shut your eyes, you can hide away it's gonna come back another dady racing the clouds home But where do we go from here (Hilton, Vienna) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK |
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from Marillion - Clutching at Straws (2001)
Where do we go from here They're boarding up the synagogues uzis on a street corner You can't take a photograph of uzis on a street corner the DJ resigned today they wouldn't let him have his say a surface scratched where the needles play uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here Terror on the Rue de St. Denis, murder on the peripherie Someone else in someone else's pocket, Christ knows I don't know how to stop it Lay poppies at the Cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh, I heard in on the telegraph there's uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here The more I see the more I hear the more I find the fewer answers I close my mind, I shut it out but you know its getting harder to calm down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about I'm uptight, can't sleep at night, I can't pretend everything's alright. My ideals my sanity, they seem to be deserting me but to stand up and fight I know we have six million reasons They're buring down the synagogues uzis on a street corner the heralds of the holocaust uzis on a street corner The silence never louder than now, how quickly we forgot our vows, this resurrection we can't allow, the uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here We buy fresh bagels from the corner store Where swastikas are spat from aerosols I sit in the bar sipping iced white russians trying to score but nobody's pushing and everyone looks at everyone's faces searching for signs and praying for traces of a conscience in residence, are we sitting on a barbed wire fence, chasing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps nameless faces in frozen ranks I know that they would rather be standing here besides me chasing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps nameless faces in frozen ranks I know that they would rather be standing here besides me chasing the clouds home racing the clouds home You can shut your eyes, you can hide away it's gonna come back another dady racing the clouds home But where do we go from here (Hilton, Vienna) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK |
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from Marillion - The Thieving Magpie (La Gazza Ladra) (2003)
Where do we go from here They're boarding up the synagogues uzis on a street corner You can't take a photograph of uzis on a street corner the DJ resigned today they wouldn't let him have his say a surface scratched where the needles play uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here Terror on the Rue de St. Denis, murder on the peripherie Someone else in someone else's pocket, Christ knows I don't know how to stop it Lay poppies at the Cenotaph, the cynics can't afford to laugh, I heard in on the telegraph there's uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here The more I see the more I hear the more I find the fewer answers I close my mind, I shut it out but you know its getting harder to calm down, to reason out, to come to terms with what it's all about I'm uptight, can't sleep at night, I can't pretend everything's alright. My ideals my sanity, they seem to be deserting me but to stand up and fight I know we have six million reasons They're buring down the synagogues uzis on a street corner the heralds of the holocaust uzis on a street corner The silence never louder than now, how quickly we forgot our vows, this resurrection we can't allow, the uzis on a street corner Where do we go from here We buy fresh bagels from the corner store Where swastikas are spat from aerosols I sit in the bar sipping iced white russians trying to score but nobody's pushing and everyone looks at everyone's faces searching for signs and praying for traces of a conscience in residence, are we sitting on a barbed wire fence, chasing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps nameless faces in frozen ranks I know that they would rather be standing here besides me chasing the clouds home We place our faith in human rights In the paper wars that tie the redtape tight I know that I would rather be out of this conspiracy In the gulags and internment camps nameless faces in frozen ranks I know that they would rather be standing here besides me chasing the clouds home racing the clouds home You can shut your eyes, you can hide away it's gonna come back another dady racing the clouds home But where do we go from here (Hilton, Vienna) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK |
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from Marillion - Misplaced Childhood (1985)
When I hit the streets back in '81
Found a heart in the gutter and a poet's crown I felt barbed wire kisses and icicle tears Where have I been for all these years? I saw political intrigue, political lies Gonna wipe those smiles of self-satisfaction from their eyes I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart My heart, this is my heart We don't need no uniforms, we have no disguise Divided we stand, together we'll rise We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts These are our hearts These are our hearts You can't take away our hearts You can't steal our hearts away I can't walk away No more |
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from Marillion - Misplaced Childhood (1985)
When I hit the streets back in '81
Found a heart in the gutter and a poet's crown I felt barbed wire kisses and icicle tears Where have I been for all these years? I saw political intrigue, political lies Gonna wipe those smiles of self-satisfaction from their eyes I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart My heart, this is my heart We don't need no uniforms, we have no disguise Divided we stand, together we'll rise We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts These are our hearts These are our hearts You can't take away our hearts You can't steal our hearts away I can't walk away No more |
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from Marillion - Misplaced Childhood (1985)
When I hit the streets back in '81
Found a heart in the gutter and a poet's crown I felt barbed wire kisses and icicle tears Where have I been for all these years? I saw political intrigue, political lies Gonna wipe those smiles of self-satisfaction from their eyes I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart My heart, this is my heart We don't need no uniforms, we have no disguise Divided we stand, together we'll rise We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts These are our hearts These are our hearts You can't take away our hearts You can't steal our hearts away I can't walk away No more |
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from Marillion - Marillion Singles Box Set (2000)
When I hit the streets back in '81
Found a heart in the gutter and a poet's crown I felt barbed wire kisses and icicle tears Where have I been for all these years? I saw political intrigue, political lies Gonna wipe those smiles of self-satisfaction from their eyes I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart My heart, this is my heart We don't need no uniforms, we have no disguise Divided we stand, together we'll rise We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts These are our hearts These are our hearts You can't take away our hearts You can't steal our hearts away I can't walk away No more |
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from Marillion - The Thieving Magpie (La Gazza Ladra) (2003)
When I hit the streets back in '81
Found a heart in the gutter and a poet's crown I felt barbed wire kisses and icicle tears Where have I been for all these years? I saw political intrigue, political lies Gonna wipe those smiles of self-satisfaction from their eyes I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart I will wear your white feather I will carry your white flag I will swear I have no nation But I'm proud to own my heart My heart, this is my heart We don't need no uniforms, we have no disguise Divided we stand, together we'll rise We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts We will wear your white feather We will carry your white flag We will swear we have no nations But we're proud to own our hearts These are our hearts These are our hearts You can't take away our hearts You can't steal our hearts away I can't walk away No more |
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from Marillion - Anoraknophobia (2001)
And if the bottle's no solution
Why does it feel so warm And if that girl is no solution Why did she feel so warm And if to feel is no solution Why do I feel Why do I feel so tired Why do I feel so broken Why do I feel so outside Why do I seem so blind I'm so sick of feeling It's ruined my life If living rough is no solution Why does it ease my mind If looking back is no solution Why are we all Nothing but children Children inside Why do the Gods Sit back and watch So many lost What kind of mother Leaves a child in the traffic Turning tricks in the dark What kind of God? I crawled around inside myself It was a long way down It was a mine and it was mine And in the darkness I saw a perfect mirror Floating in space When I meet God I'm going to ask her What makes her cry What makes her laugh Is she just stars and indigo gas Does she know why Love has no end But it's dark-angel friend Tearing women and men Slowly apart Stain Don't do that Scream Don't do that Fail Never do that Never do that I want to go out Don't do that I want an adventure Just stay.. I want Just stay in I want to make love And if the bottle's no solution Why does it feel so warm And if looking back is no solution Why are we all just children inside And if to feel is no solution Why does the whole damn world feel so broken So outside and out-of-sorts A perfect mirror Floating in space Waves and numbers But oh, such beautiful numbers And oh, such waves... |
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from Marillion - Happiness Is The Road, Volume 1: Essence [ep] (2008)
We need to talk.. about the way you've been behaving
We need to talk.. about the christmas lights in your clothes We need to talk.. about the stranger in the kitchen We need to talk.. about the scissors and the silver foil I thank God.. You're so fabulously.. Odd Whatever is wrong with you Whatever is wrong with you Whatever is wrong with you Is so right for me So right for me We need to talk.. about the wedding cake, and the wet-suit We need to talk.. about the policeman down the hall You're truly strange But it wouldn't do for us all to be the same Whatever is wrong with you Whatever is wrong with you Whatever is wrong with you Is so right for me Just right for me Whatever is wrong with you Whatever is wrong with you Whatever is wrong with you Is so right for me So right Whatever is wrong with you Is so right for me. |
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from Fish - Sunsets On Empire (1997)
I was thinking about thinking about thinking about thinking I was thinking.
Contemplating situations and the visions blew my mind. In the gutter I was crawling as the shells justkept on falling all around me. What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? As the library was burning and the pages kept on turning back in history. As the doorways they were full of refugees and lonely people staring at me, they were asking of me. What colour is God? What colour is God? What colour is God? No matter what I say or do, it never looks like making any difference. Don't keep on looking down at me as if I don't exist as if I'm not here. Don't focus all your anger and resentment that you have, don't blame it on me, don't blame it on me. What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? Black brother in an open sports car pulled over by suspicious officer, uniform man got a nervous partner, weapon was pulled from a shoulder holster. White jogger see the roadside gangsta, heart beat just a little bit faster, rasta man speaking in the island patios, gonna give you the righteous answer. Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? No matter what I say or do it never looks like making any difference Don't focus all your anger and resentment that you have Don't blame it on me, don't blame it on me What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? What colour is God? Why can't you tell me, can't you tell me? Please, please, please tell me. Please, please, please tell me. What colour is God? |
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from Marillion - Misplaced Childhood (1985)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Misplaced Childhood (1985)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Misplaced Childhood (1985)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - The Thieving Magpie (La Gazza Ladra) (2003)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Clutching At Straws (1999)
On premenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins where ceremonies pause at the jewellers shop display feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes till they commit themselves to the muted journey home And the pool player rests on another cue Last nights hero picking up his dues a honeymoon gambled on a ricochet she's staring at the brochures at the holidays chalking up a name in your hometown standing all your mates to another round laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths a classrooms shabby butterflies flit in the glow of stranded telephone boxes; planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations, rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass Sharing cigarettes with experience with her giggling jealous confidantes, she faithfully traces his name with quick bitten fingernails through the tears of condensation that'll cry through the night as the glancing headlights of the last bus kiss adolescence goodbye In a warm wet circle Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart, a warm wet circle Like a bullethole in Central Park, a warm wet circle and I'll always surrender to the warm wet circles She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the Fidra lighthouse giving it all away before its too late She'll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle giving it all away and showing no shame She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart a warm wet circle, she'll realise that she plays her part in a warm wet circle (the Quarterdeck, North Berwick) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK] It was a wedding ring, destined to be found in a cheap hotel lost in a kitchen sink or thrown in a wishing well |
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from Marillion - Marillion Singles Box Set (2000)
On premenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins where ceremonies pause at the jewellers shop display feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes till they commit themselves to the muted journey home And the pool player rests on another cue Last nights hero picking up his dues a honeymoon gambled on a ricochet she's staring at the brochures at the holidays chalking up a name in your hometown standing all your mates to another round laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths a classrooms shabby butterflies flit in the glow of stranded telephone boxes; planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations, rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass Sharing cigarettes with experience with her giggling jealous confidantes, she faithfully traces his name with quick bitten fingernails through the tears of condensation that'll cry through the night as the glancing headlights of the last bus kiss adolescence goodbye In a warm wet circle Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart, a warm wet circle Like a bullethole in Central Park, a warm wet circle and I'll always surrender to the warm wet circles She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the Fidra lighthouse giving it all away before its too late She'll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle giving it all away and showing no shame She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart a warm wet circle, she'll realise that she plays her part in a warm wet circle (the Quarterdeck, North Berwick) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK] It was a wedding ring, destined to be found in a cheap hotel lost in a kitchen sink or thrown in a wishing well |
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from Marillion - Clutching at Straws (2001)
On premenades where drunks propose to lonely arcade mannequins where ceremonies pause at the jewellers shop display feigning casual silence in strained romantic interludes till they commit themselves to the muted journey home And the pool player rests on another cue Last nights hero picking up his dues a honeymoon gambled on a ricochet she's staring at the brochures at the holidays chalking up a name in your hometown standing all your mates to another round laughing at the world till the barman wipes away the warm wet circles I saw teenage girls like gaudy moths a classrooms shabby butterflies flit in the glow of stranded telephone boxes; planning white lace weddings from smeared hearts and token proclamations, rolled from stolen lipsticks across the razored webs of glass Sharing cigarettes with experience with her giggling jealous confidantes, she faithfully traces his name with quick bitten fingernails through the tears of condensation that'll cry through the night as the glancing headlights of the last bus kiss adolescence goodbye In a warm wet circle Like a mothers kiss on your first broken heart, a warm wet circle Like a bullethole in Central Park, a warm wet circle and I'll always surrender to the warm wet circles She nervously undressed in the dancing beams of the Fidra lighthouse giving it all away before its too late She'll let a lovers tongue move in a warm wet circle giving it all away and showing no shame She'll take a mother's kiss on her first broken heart a warm wet circle, she'll realise that she plays her part in a warm wet circle (the Quarterdeck, North Berwick) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK] It was a wedding ring, destined to be found in a cheap hotel lost in a kitchen sink or thrown in a wishing well |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Anorak In The Uk (2002)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Anorak In The Uk (Live) [live] (2003)
I lie awake at night
Listening to you sleeping I hear the darkness breathe And the rain against the window After all this time Cynical and jaded All the stones are diamonds All the blues are faded Everything I've been through All I've seen and heard Spent so much of my life In the spiritual third world But you came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly We can talk without talking From inside to inside I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life We took ourselves apart We talked about our faces You said you didn't like yours I said I disagree I keep the pieces separate I clutch them in my coat A jogsaw of an angel I can do when I feel low From emptiness and dryness The famine of our days Watch the heaves open Wash it all away You came and brought the rain here Something waiting to happen Something learning to fly On the edge of exploding Something wild and alive Something waiting to happen Anytime that you like I have waited to feel this For the whole of my life |
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from Marillion - Clutching At Straws (1999)
There's something I have to tell you Before it's too late There's someone needs a timing I could be the same Got to listen to you clearly Would you understand it all Would you hold it all together Do we run up in the bar Everyone needs someone to listen to If you don't want to shine on Could you know it all And if someone lay before you know it could be true A voice in the crowd You came upon an ... Just an alibi Did you have to go do it To feel you want to try If you'd only see the reason ... Someone came, someone rose, someone left I don't know if you could be sure You don't understand And if the days were good You never know the way we planned And if the time is there ... A voice in the crowd A voice in the crowd |
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from Fish - Uncle Fish & The Crypt Creepers (1996)
Listen to me just hear me out, if I could have your attention
just quieten down for a voice in the crowd. I get so confused I don't understand I know you feel the same way you've always wanted to say but you don't get the chance, just a voice in the crowd. I don't know the score anymore; it's not clear anymore I can't tell right from wrong anymore; I just don't understand. I was sitting here thinking of exchanging a new world for old like changing channels on the tv, or the dirt we stand in to gold. When I was young, my father told me just the bad guys die at the time just a little white lie it was one of the first but it hurt me the most and the truth stung like tears in my eye that even the good guys must die there's no reasoning no crimes and I never knew why even now it still makes me cry. If there's somebody up there could they throw me down a line just a little helping hand just a little understanding just some answers to the questions that surround me now. If there's somebody up there could they throw me down a line just a little guiding light to tell wrong from right just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you I keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors where nothing here is ever what it seems you stand so close but you never understand it for all that we see is not what it seems, am I blind? And you sit there and talk revolution but can you tell me just who's in command? when you tell me the forces we are fighting then I'll gladly join and make plans but for now only our t-shirts cry freedom and our voices are gagged by our greed our minds are harnessed by knowledge by the hill and the will to succeed and if that's not what you believe would you let me know I'm not standing alone that I'm not just a voice in the crowd If there's somebody up there could they throw me down a line just a little helping hand just a little understanding just a little understanding to the questions that I'm asking you If there's somebody up there could they throw me down a line just a little guiding light to tell wrong from right just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you I'll keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors where nothing here is ever what it seems I'm scared to shout in case I draw attention from the powers that preside over our minds and our lives when they find what I want is the deadliest weapon, that is truth Day by day it's getting louder and day by day it's getting stronger but when I can't scream no more and I need reassurance, I listen to the crowd. (And the boy stood, and stared at the hill. And the hill stared back) |
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from Marillion - Radiation (1999)
It used to rain
Dreary and grey Most every day but not any more We come out of our homes We lie down Under the cloud that never comes We roll in the radiation And we make love Under the sun Under the sun The polar ice is melting 'Suits me fine We go to the beach On the Northern Line We watch the sea Comin' up the street Under the sun Under the sun It used to rain Dreary and grey Most every day but not any more We take off our clothes And have some fun Under the sun Under the sun |
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from Marillion - Clutching At Straws (1999)
Tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on He resides down at the bingo on a lucky friday night The match was rained off saturday but the panel came in right On sunday your mates were toasting you with champagne down the pub And on monday you went to London to pick the cheque up with your mum You had a tux on, mmm, you had a tux on The first time you had a tux on, lucky man There's a photo on the mantlepiece, when you bought your first guitar And your girlfriend came to see you when you were the rising star You knew your luck was holding when you filled the local hall The first time and the last time that you thought you had control You had a tux on, lucky man, you had a tux on You got a tux on, tux on Now you're touring stadiums, you've let it go too far Standing with your manager, your back to every bar Blowing on your credit cards, chopping out the pain Crowding into toilets with a host of your new-found friends You got a tux on, nothing's changed, you got a tux on Lucky man with a tux on, you're still the same with a tux on It was eyes down in the parlour, they prayed it wouldn't rain The brother pulled his cuffs down to hide the blue-black vein His razor'd more than lines end, they found him just too late The final performance, the main man lies in state With a tux on, look at him now with a tux on The last time with a tux on, take him away with a tux on Somewhere in a tenement, in a well-thumbed magazine Someone finds a photograph that triggers off a dream The uniform that symbolizes the comfortable life He's always known his luck's in but now he's found the drive He's got a tux on, look at him now with a tux on He's gonna get one with a tux on, free admission with a tux on Get it anyway with a tux on, he's got a tux on The easy way with a tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on [FISH 1987 Produced by Chris Kimsey for Chris Kimsey Productions Ltd. (MARIL 7 B |
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from Marillion - Marillion Singles Box Set (2000)
Tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on He resides down at the bingo on a lucky friday night The match was rained off saturday but the panel came in right On sunday your mates were toasting you with champagne down the pub And on monday you went to London to pick the cheque up with your mum You had a tux on, mmm, you had a tux on The first time you had a tux on, lucky man There's a photo on the mantlepiece, when you bought your first guitar And your girlfriend came to see you when you were the rising star You knew your luck was holding when you filled the local hall The first time and the last time that you thought you had control You had a tux on, lucky man, you had a tux on You got a tux on, tux on Now you're touring stadiums, you've let it go too far Standing with your manager, your back to every bar Blowing on your credit cards, chopping out the pain Crowding into toilets with a host of your new-found friends You got a tux on, nothing's changed, you got a tux on Lucky man with a tux on, you're still the same with a tux on It was eyes down in the parlour, they prayed it wouldn't rain The brother pulled his cuffs down to hide the blue-black vein His razor'd more than lines end, they found him just too late The final performance, the main man lies in state With a tux on, look at him now with a tux on The last time with a tux on, take him away with a tux on Somewhere in a tenement, in a well-thumbed magazine Someone finds a photograph that triggers off a dream The uniform that symbolizes the comfortable life He's always known his luck's in but now he's found the drive He's got a tux on, look at him now with a tux on He's gonna get one with a tux on, free admission with a tux on Get it anyway with a tux on, he's got a tux on The easy way with a tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on [FISH 1987 Produced by Chris Kimsey for Chris Kimsey Productions Ltd. (MARIL 7 B |
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from Marillion - B'Sides Themselves (2004)
Tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on He resides down at the bingo on a lucky friday night The match was rained off saturday but the panel came in right On sunday your mates were toasting you with champagne down the pub And on monday you went to London to pick the cheque up with your mum You had a tux on, mmm, you had a tux on The first time you had a tux on, lucky man There's a photo on the mantlepiece, when you bought your first guitar And your girlfriend came to see you when you were the rising star You knew your luck was holding when you filled the local hall The first time and the last time that you thought you had control You had a tux on, lucky man, you had a tux on You got a tux on, tux on Now you're touring stadiums, you've let it go too far Standing with your manager, your back to every bar Blowing on your credit cards, chopping out the pain Crowding into toilets with a host of your new-found friends You got a tux on, nothing's changed, you got a tux on Lucky man with a tux on, you're still the same with a tux on It was eyes down in the parlour, they prayed it wouldn't rain The brother pulled his cuffs down to hide the blue-black vein His razor'd more than lines end, they found him just too late The final performance, the main man lies in state With a tux on, look at him now with a tux on The last time with a tux on, take him away with a tux on Somewhere in a tenement, in a well-thumbed magazine Someone finds a photograph that triggers off a dream The uniform that symbolizes the comfortable life He's always known his luck's in but now he's found the drive He's got a tux on, look at him now with a tux on He's gonna get one with a tux on, free admission with a tux on Get it anyway with a tux on, he's got a tux on The easy way with a tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on [FISH 1987 Produced by Chris Kimsey for Chris Kimsey Productions Ltd. (MARIL 7 B |
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from Marillion - marillion.com (1999)
She took my hand and said "Let's go together"
"You and me against the world" And so we stuck it out through still and stormy weather And so we tumbled down the years I took her hand and said "Let's go together" Just you and me against the world Let's go together Stay together We'll tumble down the years And we'll come to find the key behind it all We never stopped to see if we were still in step We never checked each other's eyes To see who lived in there behind them And down the years we disappeared Let's go together Say no together We'll tumble down the years Let's try together Let's lie together We'll tumble down the years And though we never found the key behind it all I think we came to know the meaning of the fall Let's go together We said "forever" You and me against the world Hold on together And damn the river We'll tumble down the years We'll tumble down the years We'll tumble down the years |
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from Marillion - Com (2004)
She took my hand and said "Let's go together"
"You and me against the world" And so we stuck it out through still and stormy weather And so we tumbled down the years I took her hand and said "Let's go together" Just you and me against the world Let's go together Stay together We'll tumble down the years And we'll come to find the key behind it all We never stopped to see if we were still in step We never checked each other's eyes To see who lived in there behind them And down the years we disappeared Let's go together Say no together We'll tumble down the years Let's try together Let's lie together We'll tumble down the years And though we never found the key behind it all I think we came to know the meaning of the fall Let's go together We said "forever" You and me against the world Hold on together And damn the river We'll tumble down the years We'll tumble down the years We'll tumble down the years |
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from Marillion - Clutching At Straws (1999)
Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks to burn a little brighter now. It was something about roman canddles fizzin out, shine a little light on me now, I found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation alcohol can thrill me now It's getting late in the game to show any pride or shame I just burn a little brighter now Doctor says my liver looks like leaving with my lover, I need another time out now, Like any sort of here turnin down to zero still standing out in any crowd Pulling seventeen with experience and dreams, sweating out a happy hour, Where you're hiding 29 you know it ain't a crime to burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now Dr. Finlay: And my advice is if you maintain this lifestyle you won't reach 30 Torch: it's a romantic way to go really, part of the heritage it's your round in'it We burn a little brighter now Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks to burn a little brighter now It was something about roman canddles fizzin out, shine a little light on me now, I found a strange fascination with a liquid fization, alcohol thrill me now It's getting late in the game to show any pride or shame We burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now (Virgin Airways, 747- Newark-Heathrow) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK |
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from Marillion - Clutching at Straws (2001)
Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks to burn a little brighter now. It was something about roman canddles fizzin out, shine a little light on me now, I found a strange fascination with a liquid fixation alcohol can thrill me now It's getting late in the game to show any pride or shame I just burn a little brighter now Doctor says my liver looks like leaving with my lover, I need another time out now, Like any sort of here turnin down to zero still standing out in any crowd Pulling seventeen with experience and dreams, sweating out a happy hour, Where you're hiding 29 you know it ain't a crime to burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now Dr. Finlay: And my advice is if you maintain this lifestyle you won't reach 30 Torch: it's a romantic way to go really, part of the heritage it's your round in'it We burn a little brighter now Read some Kerouac and it put me on the tracks to burn a little brighter now It was something about roman canddles fizzin out, shine a little light on me now, I found a strange fascination with a liquid fization, alcohol thrill me now It's getting late in the game to show any pride or shame We burn a little brighter now, burn a little brighter now (Virgin Airways, 747- Newark-Heathrow) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK |
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from Fish - Uncle Fish & The Crypt Creepers (1996)
(Dick/Simmonds/Usher/Boult)
If you really knew how I felt, You wouldn't need to be here asking Those questions, Those irritating questions, moving in metaphors, Speaking in tongues. your gunboat diplomacy, You accuse me of heresy, of being irreverent, My opinions irrelevant, when I smile at your smiles, When you're speaking in tongues. As we move to a stalemate, you say a contract's a contract & this is unnegotiable, I question your morality, you question my reality You're speaking in tongues We are speaking in tongues, Am I deaf because I cannot comprehend? Though I try I just cannot understand. Your entrenched opinions, On the border of arrogance, Dug in against the compromise. A position indefensible, your actions illogical You're speaking in tongues You swear contradictions your tedious monologues, wielding authority, Demanding subservience, demanding I make your sense. Demanding speaking in tongues. (Dedicated to Rupert Perry, MD EMI UK) |
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from Fish - Raingods With Zippos (1999)
There's a message that's been left in the long grass by a stranger who's passed this way before,
planted seed from which we reap a bitter harvest from his long forgotten war, I left my love in a grave and I marked it with a cross that will stand so straight and true, it's not alone in the shade of the valley, they're what remains of the ones we once knew, Walk with me my child but tread softly on this earth, keep a close eye where your feet they touch the ground, Watch out for the signs and heed what they say, One false step and all is lost, in the land of the tilted cross. They lie beneath the needles of the forest, in the fields where only shadows dare to play, washed down from the slopes of the mountains in the Spring when the snow melts away, So be sure when you go on your journey, carry sticks, mark the place where they are found, make a cross and be sure that it's tilted so that others don't step on this ground. Walk with me my child but tread softly on this earth, keep a close eye where your feet they touch the ground, Watch out for the signs and heed what they say, One false step and all is lost, in the land of the tilted cross. I left my love in a grave and I marked it with a cross that stands so straight and true. |
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from Marillion - Clutching At Straws (1999)
We are led by the light at the end of the tunnel We are guided by the fires of our burning dreams We're inspired by our ideals and driven by conscience To cross what the cynics perceive as naive We the people want it straight for a change We the people are getting tired of your games We the people want the answers laid out on the lines No more of your cheap propaganda And stop talking tic-tac-toe We the people fight your arms dealers wars We the people want our futures secure We the people want a peace staying all the way So cut out your message And take all your talking tic-tac-toe Everyone needs a symbol ... If you don't know of the reason Well how can you take a stand ... You need to be sure You need to return to an open ... Take a lesson from me Take a lesson from me That children play tic-tac-toe |
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from Marillion - Radiation (1999)
Here today
Gone this afternoon Another tune we almost remember What's the story Sex and drugs again Business as usual The clock's already ticking La la la la When he was young Staring at the TV He watched the fun happenin' to other people Now they scream As they run after him Like a dream Like Elvis and the Beatles A three minute song is all he wrote He only did it for a joke They played him on the radio From Tokyo to Timbuktu A three minute boy, ain't that somethin' They named their children after him The good times rolled beneath his feet He skipped along the one-way street She's a pretty girl She don't know how it started She made a movie He almost remembered She measured up They moved into a basement "We're so in love!" They giggled to the nation La la la la Three minute millionaire they said The numbers rattled round his head They spun him three times round the globe She waited patiently at home And all the pretty girls wanted him In places that he'd never been Too much love will do you in Forgive Forgive Forgive Forgive Yeah Yeah Ooo Three minute kid is here again Surrounded by three minute friends He found someone to understand To shock the world and hold his hand No religion, no restraint No direction, no complaints No future and no way out No time now to think about it All the money's gone He don't know what he spent it on Girlfriends gone off with the Jag Gone back to her mum and dad He's curled up on the studio floor He just can't do it anymore The flashgun went off without warning He'll read about it tomorrow morning She's goin' out with someone new In this week at number two Three minute boy ain't that somethin' |
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from Marillion - Script For A Jester's Tear (1997)
Three boats down from the Candy Vacant deckchairs on a floodlit beach Three boats down from the Candy Rollers coast, invade the deepest sleep Three boats down from the Candy Carnal dancers let their senses preach It's a social disease, it's the new moral cancer Don't think while in need, they'll give you the answer You ask for my love on the strength of a kiss But can't you just play for experience I'm a poet, I'm a minstrel, I don't need your chains Romance lies in ruin, let debauchery reign, let it rain Wipe the tears from your eyes, wipe the sweat from your thighs Don't crawl to me with sentiment, my laughter drowns your cries You're a memory trapped in polaroid, a puppet drowned in celluloid So drink the wine, confess your sin, just flotsam in a silent void Three boats down from the Candy I remember you Three boats down from the Candy Much too much to lose Three boats down from the Candy Oh, those words were never true Three boats down from the Candy I remember you [FISH 1983 Produced by Nick Tauber; (12 MARIL 1 B) Drums: John Martyr |
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from Marillion - Fugazi (1998)
Three boats down from the Candy Vacant deckchairs on a floodlit beach Three boats down from the Candy Rollers coast, invade the deepest sleep Three boats down from the Candy Carnal dancers let their senses preach It's a social disease, it's the new moral cancer Don't think while in need, they'll give you the answer You ask for my love on the strength of a kiss But can't you just play for experience I'm a poet, I'm a minstrel, I don't need your chains Romance lies in ruin, let debauchery reign, let it rain Wipe the tears from your eyes, wipe the sweat from your thighs Don't crawl to me with sentiment, my laughter drowns your cries You're a memory trapped in polaroid, a puppet drowned in celluloid So drink the wine, confess your sin, just flotsam in a silent void Three boats down from the Candy I remember you Three boats down from the Candy Much too much to lose Three boats down from the Candy Oh, those words were never true Three boats down from the Candy I remember you [FISH 1983 Produced by Nick Tauber; (12 MARIL 1 B) Drums: John Martyr |
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from Marillion - Marillion Singles Box Set (2000)
Three boats down from the Candy Vacant deckchairs on a floodlit beach Three boats down from the Candy Rollers coast, invade the deepest sleep Three boats down from the Candy Carnal dancers let their senses preach It's a social disease, it's the new moral cancer Don't think while in need, they'll give you the answer You ask for my love on the strength of a kiss But can't you just play for experience I'm a poet, I'm a minstrel, I don't need your chains Romance lies in ruin, let debauchery reign, let it rain Wipe the tears from your eyes, wipe the sweat from your thighs Don't crawl to me with sentiment, my laughter drowns your cries You're a memory trapped in polaroid, a puppet drowned in celluloid So drink the wine, confess your sin, just flotsam in a silent void Three boats down from the Candy I remember you Three boats down from the Candy Much too much to lose Three boats down from the Candy Oh, those words were never true Three boats down from the Candy I remember you [FISH 1983 Produced by Nick Tauber; (12 MARIL 1 B) Drums: John Martyr |
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from Marillion - Marillion Singles Box Set (2000)
Three boats down from the Candy Vacant deckchairs on a floodlit beach Three boats down from the Candy Rollers coast, invade the deepest sleep Three boats down from the Candy Carnal dancers let their senses preach It's a social disease, it's the new moral cancer Don't think while in need, they'll give you the answer You ask for my love on the strength of a kiss But can't you just play for experience I'm a poet, I'm a minstrel, I don't need your chains Romance lies in ruin, let debauchery reign, let it rain Wipe the tears from your eyes, wipe the sweat from your thighs Don't crawl to me with sentiment, my laughter drowns your cries You're a memory trapped in polaroid, a puppet drowned in celluloid So drink the wine, confess your sin, just flotsam in a silent void Three boats down from the Candy I remember you Three boats down from the Candy Much too much to lose Three boats down from the Candy Oh, those words were never true Three boats down from the Candy I remember you [FISH 1983 Produced by Nick Tauber; (12 MARIL 1 B) Drums: John Martyr |
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from Marillion - Happiness Is The Road, Volume 1: Essence [ep] (2008)
This train is my life
Speeding through the night We have been to these places For barely a moment Wide awake Sometimes sleeping Sometimes watching Sometimes dreaming Through stroby stations Too fast to know their names Too fast to know if we came or will come again Sleeping towns joined together By the steel of the rails Parallel lines Parallel lives You and I We're movie-rich We're reflected in the window The dark night's black mirror glass Distant lights from the wrong side of the tracks Christmas lights Go by in the houses Anonymous windows Anonymous rooms of Anonymous souls So take my hand Squeeze it tight Make some light In the darkness I'm glad you came on this trip Don't lose your grip Don't lose your grip This train is my life This train is my life Travel with me And we'll see.. |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
The cars leave their trails of hot & cold light inside my head Like burned-in long exposure pictures The wheels spin slowly backwards Strobing in the amber light And the rain comes down and washes my brain But it don't get clean This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses me up like a stranger This town performs in the window like the ultimate gift This town takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town We were saving our money for half of our lives We were saving our dreams And we came to this place to make the chances real in the big city But I've been counting the days I've been watching you change And I can feel it dying The noise outside takes you in its arms like a lamb to a lion And down there somewhere among the noise The magazine dolls and the big money boys Move silently on their easy heels They move silently on their greasy wheels This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses you up like a stranger This town hangs around in the doorway and tells me I'm late This town takes us down, takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town The morning breaks and I watch you awake and this town takes you down away from me again |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
The cars leave their trails of hot & cold light inside my head Like burned-in long exposure pictures The wheels spin slowly backwards Strobing in the amber light And the rain comes down and washes my brain But it don't get clean This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses me up like a stranger This town performs in the window like the ultimate gift This town takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town We were saving our money for half of our lives We were saving our dreams And we came to this place to make the chances real in the big city But I've been counting the days I've been watching you change And I can feel it dying The noise outside takes you in its arms like a lamb to a lion And down there somewhere among the noise The magazine dolls and the big money boys Move silently on their easy heels They move silently on their greasy wheels This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses you up like a stranger This town hangs around in the doorway and tells me I'm late This town takes us down, takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town The morning breaks and I watch you awake and this town takes you down away from me again |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
The cars leave their trails of hot & cold light inside my head Like burned-in long exposure pictures The wheels spin slowly backwards Strobing in the amber light And the rain comes down and washes my brain But it don't get clean This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses me up like a stranger This town performs in the window like the ultimate gift This town takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town We were saving our money for half of our lives We were saving our dreams And we came to this place to make the chances real in the big city But I've been counting the days I've been watching you change And I can feel it dying The noise outside takes you in its arms like a lamb to a lion And down there somewhere among the noise The magazine dolls and the big money boys Move silently on their easy heels They move silently on their greasy wheels This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses you up like a stranger This town hangs around in the doorway and tells me I'm late This town takes us down, takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town The morning breaks and I watch you awake and this town takes you down away from me again |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
The cars leave their trails of hot & cold light inside my head Like burned-in long exposure pictures The wheels spin slowly backwards Strobing in the amber light And the rain comes down and washes my brain But it don't get clean This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses me up like a stranger This town performs in the window like the ultimate gift This town takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town We were saving our money for half of our lives We were saving our dreams And we came to this place to make the chances real in the big city But I've been counting the days I've been watching you change And I can feel it dying The noise outside takes you in its arms like a lamb to a lion And down there somewhere among the noise The magazine dolls and the big money boys Move silently on their easy heels They move silently on their greasy wheels This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses you up like a stranger This town hangs around in the doorway and tells me I'm late This town takes us down, takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town The morning breaks and I watch you awake and this town takes you down away from me again |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
The cars leave their trails of hot & cold light inside my head Like burned-in long exposure pictures The wheels spin slowly backwards Strobing in the amber light And the rain comes down and washes my brain But it don't get clean This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses me up like a stranger This town performs in the window like the ultimate gift This town takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town We were saving our money for half of our lives We were saving our dreams And we came to this place to make the chances real in the big city But I've been counting the days I've been watching you change And I can feel it dying The noise outside takes you in its arms like a lamb to a lion And down there somewhere among the noise The magazine dolls and the big money boys Move silently on their easy heels They move silently on their greasy wheels This town has turned me into what I have become This town dresses you up like a stranger This town hangs around in the doorway and tells me I'm late This town takes us down, takes us down I feel like I'm losing you to this town The morning breaks and I watch you awake and this town takes you down away from me again |
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from Marillion - This Strange Engine (Reissue) (1997)
There was a boy who came into this world
At the hands of a holy woman in a holy place He wore a red coat and walked a bulldog Saw them reflected in the mirror of the lakes Lived in the shadow of the mountains With the smells of disinfectant, dusty old leather And the polished wood of his bed No more than a baby feeding swans on the river Holding the hands of his mother And the wax paper bag of yesterday's bread And his father on the other side of the world On the ships railings and some far away tide With the silent dry tear of home thoughts from abroad In his far away eyes In his far away eyes The smell of the wax on the wooden floor Mixture of polish and soap No children to fear or to play with Rows of empty hooks for the coats An upright piano and the boys in the choir Still remind him of just before he was born Remind him of just before he was breathing Strange misty visions of God Turn the cities into families Into villages of souls Hovering in the air while they're sleeping With their houses invisible Chase the moon between the buildings Running as fast as I could run Send to me the ghosts of Christmas Whispering, "You're the only one" And ever since I was a boy I never felt that I belonged Like everything they did to me Was an experiment to see How I would cope with the illusion In which direction would I jump Would I do it all the same As the actors in the game Or would I spit it back at them And not get caught up in their rules And live according to my own And not be used, not be used To find the fundamental truths It was going to take some time Thirty five summers down the line The wisdom of each passing year Seems to serve only to confuse Seems to serve only to confuse Daddy came out the navy and took us away To his dirty grey home town And he worked down on a coal mine for National Service So that he could be around There was a magical purple in the chrome of the exhaust Of his Triumph motor bike And a warmth of oil and metal and the thrill of the hard corner Holding tight From the horizon Came home from the Navy to the mine From the horizon To buried alive Took his dream underground Buried his treasure in his faraway eyes And one day as the boy lay sleeping in the sunshine Of a half remembered afternoon A cloud of bees with no particular aim, and no brain Found the boy, decided that his time had come Came down out of the sky Stung him in the face Again and again Blue pain Screaming like baptism Intravenous, Jesus! Like being chosen Blue pain from something with no brain I can't explain It's happening again It's happening again Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a while with me Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my memory Tell me tall tales of Montego Bay Table mountain, flying fish, banana spiders, pots of paint And the sun on the equator Setting like an ember thrown to deep water From crimson to black But coming back Tomorrow On the horizon The blue pain Fades to a point where it doesn't fade It stayed Blue Stirred his red coat heart to this strange engine This love This love This inconvenient, blind, blood-diamond This puzzle I don't understand That knows no faith And tries and fails And tries again Stares at the sea The night's dark deep For one last time And bleeds And bleeds And dies for you And lies And is to blame And is ashamed And is not the same And is true And is true |
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from Marillion - Anoraknophobia (2001)
A wise man once said
A flower is only A sexual organ Beauty is cruelty And evolution A wise man once said that everything could be explained with mathematics He had denied His feminine side Now where is the wisdom in that? I came just as fast as I could Through the dirty air Of your neighbourhood Your name on a grain of rice Hangin' around my neck And a head like lead This is the 21st century I heard everything they said The Universe demystified Chemicals for God This is the 21st century I heard everything they said A wise man once wrote That love is only An ancient instinct For reproduction Natural selection A wise man once said That everything could be explained And it's all in the brain We lay on a velvet rug by the open fire She blew air on my eyelids I cried "What's it all about?" As she kissed my hair She said "There, there.." "This is the 21st century I heard everything you said The universe demystified Astronomy instead This is the 21st century Can't you get it through your head This aint the way it was meant to be Magic isn't dead Come to bed Come to bed And rest your heavy head my love.." And slowly, from above, She showed the answer's something that can't be written down This is the 21st century Flash to crash and burn Nobody's gonna give you anything For nothing in return There's a man up in a mirrored building And he just bought the world Would you want To have kids Growing up Into what's left of this? She shook her head, She said "Can't you see? The world is you The world is me." |
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from Marillion - Less Is More (2009)
A wise man once said
A flower is only A sexual organ Beauty is cruelty And evolution A wise man once said that everything could be explained with mathematics He had denied His feminine side Now where is the wisdom in that? I came just as fast as I could Through the dirty air Of your neighbourhood Your name on a grain of rice Hangin' around my neck And a head like lead This is the 21st century I heard everything they said The Universe demystified Chemicals for God This is the 21st century I heard everything they said A wise man once wrote That love is only An ancient instinct For reproduction Natural selection A wise man once said That everything could be explained And it's all in the brain We lay on a velvet rug by the open fire She blew air on my eyelids I cried "What's it all about?" As she kissed my hair She said "There, there.." "This is the 21st century I heard everything you said The universe demystified Astronomy instead This is the 21st century Can't you get it through your head This aint the way it was meant to be Magic isn't dead Come to bed Come to bed And rest your heavy head my love.." And slowly, from above, She showed the answer's something that can't be written down This is the 21st century Flash to crash and burn Nobody's gonna give you anything For nothing in return There's a man up in a mirrored building And he just bought the world Would you want To have kids Growing up Into what's left of this? She shook her head, She said "Can't you see? The world is you The world is me." |
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from Marillion - Radiation (1999)
Everything crashed
His wife left him He lost all his money And most of his friends He lay awake all night Lonely and desperate Contemplating starting again These chains are all your own These chains are comfortable Four in the morning Sat in the kitchen Keys on the table Went out for a drive He didn't know Where he was going Didn't know If he was alive The dawn was breaking A new day was rising Shadows creepin' over the fields He watched the pink light Steal across the horizon He realised He saw with new eyes These chains are all your own These chains are comfortable This cage was never locked Born free but scared to be This cage was made for you With care and constant attention This cage is safe and warm Will you die and never know what it's like Outside |
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from Marillion - Script For A Jester's Tear (1997)
The rain auditions at my window, its symphony echoes in my womb
My gaze scans the walls of this apartment To rectify the confines of my tomb I'm the cyclops in the tenement, I'm the soul without the cause Crying 'midst my rubber plants, ignoring beckoning doors Clippings from ancient newspapers lie scattered cross the floor Stained by the wine from a shattered glass Meaningless words, yellowed by time, faded photos exposing pain Celluloid leeches bleeding my mind You've finished playing hangman, you've cast the fateful dice Advice, advice, advice me This shroud will not suffice And thus begins the web Attempting to discard these clinging memories I only serve to wallow in our past I fabricate the weave with my excuses Its strands I hope and pray shall last Oh please do last The flytrap needs the insects, ivy caresses the wall Needles make love to the junkies, the sirens seduce with their call Confidence has deserted me, with you it has forsaken me Confused and rejected, despised and alone I kiss isolation on its fevered brow Security clutching me, obscurity threatening me Your reasons were so obvious As my friend have qualified, I only laughed away your tears But even jesters cry I realise I hold the key to freedom I cannot let my life be ruled by threads The time has come to make decisions The changes have to be made I realise I hold the key to freedom I cannot let my life be ruled by threads The time has come to make decisions The changes have to be made Now I leave you, the past does have it's say You're all but forgotten a mote in my heart Decisions have been made, decisions have been made I've conquered my fears, the flaming shroud Thus ends the web |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (2003)
You may not recall the moment that you asked me
But your invitation was clear You'll pretend you've never met me But it's far too late Now I'm here 'Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the one who loves you best I'm the thirteenth at the table I'm the uninvited guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your fifteen stone first-footer I'm the uninvited guest I was there when you said insincere I love you's To a woman that wasn't your wife And I fronted you the money That you ran away and blew On the biggest regret of your life 'Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the who loves you best I'm the thirteenth at the table I'm the uninvited guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your new year's resolution I'm the uninvited guest I'm the face you hoped you'd never see But always knew you would I'm the one thing you knew you shouldn't do But did because you could I'm the evil in your bloodstream I'm the rash upon your skin And you made a big mistake all right The day you let me in And you can fly to the other side of the world You know you'll only find I've reserved the seat behind you We can talk about old times 'Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the who loves you best I'm the thirteenth at the table I'm the uninvited guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your fifteen stone first-footer I'm the uninvited guest I'm your new year's resolution I'm the uninvited guest |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (1989)
You may not recall the moment that you asked me
But your invitation was clear You'll pretend you've never met me but it's far too late Now I'm here Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the one who loves you best I'm the Thirteenth at the Table I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm you fifteen stone first-footer I'm the Uninvited Guest I was there when you said insincere I love you's to a woman who wasn't your wife And I fronted you the money that you ran away and blew On the biggest regret of your life. Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the one who loves you best I'm the Thirteenth at the Table I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your New Year's resolution I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Face you hoped you'd never see But always knew you would I'm the on thing you knew you shouldn't do But did because you could I'm the evil in your bloodstream I'm the rash upon your skin And you made a big mistake alright The day you let me in And you could fly to the other side of the world You know you'd only find I've reserved the seat behind you We could talk about old times [JOHN HELMER and STEVE HOGARTH |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (2003)
You may not recall the moment that you asked me But your invitation was clear You'll pretend you've never met me but it's far too late Now I'm here Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the one who loves you best I'm the Thirteenth at the Table I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm you fifteen stone first-footer I'm the Uninvited Guest I was there when you said insincere I love you's to a woman who wasn't your wife And I fronted you the money that you ran away and blew On the biggest regret of your life. Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the one who loves you best I'm the Thirteenth at the Table I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your New Year's resolution I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Face you hoped you'd never see But always knew you would I'm the on thing you knew you shouldn't do But did because you could I'm the evil in your bloodstream I'm the rash upon your skin And you made a big mistake alright The day you let me in And you could fly to the other side of the world You know you'd only find I've reserved the seat behind you We could talk about old times [JOHN HELMER and STEVE HOGARTH |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (2003)
You may not recall the moment that you asked me But your invitation was clear You'll pretend you've never met me but it's far too late Now I'm here Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the one who loves you best I'm the Thirteenth at the Table I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm you fifteen stone first-footer I'm the Uninvited Guest I was there when you said insincere I love you's to a woman who wasn't your wife And I fronted you the money that you ran away and blew On the biggest regret of your life. Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you I'm the one who loves you best I'm the Thirteenth at the Table I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Banquo at your banquet I'm the cuckoo in your nest I'm your New Year's resolution I'm the Uninvited Guest I'm the Face you hoped you'd never see But always knew you would I'm the on thing you knew you shouldn't do But did because you could I'm the evil in your bloodstream I'm the rash upon your skin And you made a big mistake alright The day you let me in And you could fly to the other side of the world You know you'd only find I've reserved the seat behind you We could talk about old times [JOHN HELMER and STEVE HOGARTH |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (1989)
On top of the world like a flag on a mountain
Feeling so high you can feel so alone Unable to breathe at the height that you flew Staring on clouds with no view of below On top of a girl like a dream in a hotel Falling towards something out of control Unable to miss like the man in the tram Crashing his car in Amsterdam He did it without knowing Didn't feel a thing Just wrecked it and kept going The space around the stars Is something that you know A billion miles of darkness Left you feeling low Everything about you So perfectly restrained But everything inside you Bites you Everybody in the whole of the world Feels the same inside Everybody in the whole of the whole of the whole of the world Everyone is only everyone else Everybody's got to know Everybody lives and loves and laughs and cries And eats and sleeps and grows and dies Everybody in the whole of the world is the same this time |
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from Marillion - Radiation (1999)
On top of the world like a flag on a mountain
Feeling so high you can feel so alone Unable to breathe at the height that you flew Staring on clouds with no view of below On top of a girl like a dream in a hotel Falling towards something out of control Unable to miss like the man in the tram Crashing your car in Amsterdam He did it without knowing, didn't feel a thing He just wrecked it and kept going The space around the stars Is something that you know A billion miles of darkness Left your feeling low The space around the stars Is something that you know Everything about you So perfectly restrained But everything inside you Bites you Everybody in the whole of the world Feels the same inside Everybody in the whole of the world Everyone is only everyone else Everybody's got to know Everybody lives and loves and laughs and cries And eats and sleeps and grows and dies Everybody in the whole of the world Is the same this time Is the same inside In the whole of the world |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (2003)
On top of the world like a flag on a mountain
Feeling so high you can feel so alone Unable to breathe at the height that you flew Staring on clouds with no view of below On top of a girl like a dream in a hotel Falling towards something out of control Unable to miss like the man in the tram Crashing your car in Amsterdam He did it without knowing, didn't feel a thing He just wrecked it and kept going The space around the stars Is something that you know A billion miles of darkness Left your feeling low The space around the stars Is something that you know Everything about you So perfectly restrained But everything inside you Bites you Everybody in the whole of the world Feels the same inside Everybody in the whole of the world Everyone is only everyone else Everybody's got to know Everybody lives and loves and laughs and cries And eats and sleeps and grows and dies Everybody in the whole of the world Is the same this time Is the same inside In the whole of the world |
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from Marillion - Less Is More (2009)
On top of the world like a flag on a mountain
Feeling so high you can feel so alone Unable to breathe at the height that you flew Staring on clouds with no view of below On top of a girl like a dream in a hotel Falling towards something out of control Unable to miss like the man in the tram Crashing your car in Amsterdam He did it without knowing, didn't feel a thing He just wrecked it and kept going The space around the stars Is something that you know A billion miles of darkness Left your feeling low The space around the stars Is something that you know Everything about you So perfectly restrained But everything inside you Bites you Everybody in the whole of the world Feels the same inside Everybody in the whole of the world Everyone is only everyone else Everybody's got to know Everybody lives and loves and laughs and cries And eats and sleeps and grows and dies Everybody in the whole of the world Is the same this time Is the same inside In the whole of the world |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (2003)
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth & john helmer)
The alarm by the bed Wring the dreams from my head It's a new day Leave the flakes in the bowl Milk unopened, I'm gone But I'm still late... Join the fight for a cab Take our place in the jam And watch the clock again There is a man in my head I think he came from the screen... Or the bible All he wants is for me is to be strong But I seem to be unreliable You know it gets so hard When everything you are Is everything you don't want to be But at the end of the day You're the one who burns it all away The end of the day You're the one You're the one The end of the day So won't you show me those pictures, you hold in your head And can you lose me somewhere inside them all Because there are colours that run through the heart of me That only you can see But at the end of the day You're the one who burns it all away The end of the day You're the one You're the one The end of the day You're the one who burns it all away You burn it all away Would you burn it all away Would you burn it all away |
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from Fish - Sunsets On Empire (1997)
Just another nigger, a spooky piece of white trash,
Just another jewboy, spic, mick, yid, raghead motherfucker living on the planet. (USA version: Just another wake up, a hostage of a sunrise, Just another paranoid, victimised motherfucker living on the planet.) Just before it kicks in Just like a silver bullet, Take a good look at yourself in the mirror and tell me that it's worth it, Said it'll never happen, you said you'd never get caught out, You settled in a habit, so now you're Mr Fixit, Just another alien, living on the planet, Living on the planet, living on the planet. It's just one of those days when you know that something's gonna happen. Another betrayal, lose another friend, You know you never need them, on your own until the bitter end. Just another pick up, just another kill, someone else's daughter, someone else's girl, Living on the planet. We are in another world, Living on the planet we are, we are, And you know there's some days when you feel that something's gonna happen, This is one of those days which you know that something's gonna happen, And something's gonna happen. Somedays you just wake up and you don't have any real sense of direction, you just can't find the will to get up and go through with it all, your next allotted 24 hour slice of destiny. There's just a bad vibe and rather than a world of opportunities, it's full of threats and just too many negative variables. I'd noticed these houses way up in the hills and I tried to imagine what it would have been like living up there isolated from the world, every night watching the fires crawl slowly down the valley, and knowing that one night it was gonna be your turn for the visit. I tried to imagine what it would have been like hiding in a cellar with your family and the fear hoping that when they do come, when the dogs don't bark, and the silence is around you, you hope that they burn the whole house around your ears and they don't discover you hiding in the cellar because you've got nowhere to go, and you know that one day that something's gonna happen. There's one day, just one day. Just another village burning in the hills, I saw it on the TV, just another thrill, Someone else's problems, someone else's grief, Someone else's children, living on the planet, We are in another world living on the planet, We are in another world living on the planet, we are, we are. It's just one of those places that never exist till you've been there, It's just one of those things that you never will see till you wake up, And you know that somewhere there's somebody that's out there who thinks like you do. And you hope that today is the day that it's all gonna happen for you. And you know there's somedays when you feel that something's gonna happen. This is one of those days which you know that something's gonna happen. |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
She bought a bottle of cider From the shop on the corner They didn't stop her Thought she was older She took a bus ride To a name and a number A house full of music And a hat full of wonder And some of the people that She thought that she knew Were never like this When she saw them at school She's never been anywhere like this before Everybody's so out of control She was in a backroom Full of strange aromas And noises and candles That was where he found her He took her to a garden Full of rain and silence And she could smell the soil and the trees And see the succulent light From the little fires in his eyes Pulling shapes out of the night She was enchanted.... Then it's twelve o'clock And the last bus is gone They're gonna go crazy when They hear what she's done And higher is lower And less is like more She's never felt anything like this before Before And then it was yesterday And he said 'Oh, by the way,' 'Welcome to your first party' |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
She bought a bottle of cider From the shop on the corner They didn't stop her Thought she was older She took a bus ride To a name and a number A house full of music And a hat full of wonder And some of the people that She thought that she knew Were never like this When she saw them at school She's never been anywhere like this before Everybody's so out of control She was in a backroom Full of strange aromas And noises and candles That was where he found her He took her to a garden Full of rain and silence And she could smell the soil and the trees And see the succulent light From the little fires in his eyes Pulling shapes out of the night She was enchanted.... Then it's twelve o'clock And the last bus is gone They're gonna go crazy when They hear what she's done And higher is lower And less is like more She's never felt anything like this before Before And then it was yesterday And he said 'Oh, by the way,' 'Welcome to your first party' |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
She bought a bottle of cider From the shop on the corner They didn't stop her Thought she was older She took a bus ride To a name and a number A house full of music And a hat full of wonder And some of the people that She thought that she knew Were never like this When she saw them at school She's never been anywhere like this before Everybody's so out of control She was in a backroom Full of strange aromas And noises and candles That was where he found her He took her to a garden Full of rain and silence And she could smell the soil and the trees And see the succulent light From the little fires in his eyes Pulling shapes out of the night She was enchanted.... Then it's twelve o'clock And the last bus is gone They're gonna go crazy when They hear what she's done And higher is lower And less is like more She's never felt anything like this before Before And then it was yesterday And he said 'Oh, by the way,' 'Welcome to your first party' |
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from Marillion - Holidays In Eden (1998)
(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth)
She bought a bottle of cider From the shop on the corner They didn't stop her Thought she was older She took a bus ride To a name and a number A house full of music And a hat full of wonder And some of the people that She thought that she knew Were never like this When she saw them at school She's never been anywhere like this before Everybody's so out of control She was in a backroom Full of strange aromas And noises and candles That was where he found her He took her to a garden Full of rain and silence And she could smell the soil and the trees And see the succulent light From the little fires in his eyes Pulling shapes out of the night She was enchanted.... Then it's twelve o'clock And the last bus is gone They're gonna go crazy when They hear what she's done And higher is lower And less is like more She's never felt anything like this before Before And then it was yesterday And he said 'Oh, by the way,' 'Welcome to your first party' |
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from Marillion - Clutching At Straws (1999)
Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors a typewriter cackles out a stream of memories Drying out a conscience, evicting a nightmare Opening the doors for the dreams to come home We live out lives in private shells ignore out senses and foor ourselve into thinking that our there there's someone else cares someone to answer all our prayers... Are we too far gone, are we so irresponsible Have we lost our balls, or do we just not care We're terminal cases that keep talking medicine Pretending the end isn't quite that near We make futile gestures, act to the cameras With our made up faces and PR smiles and when the angel comes down to deliver us we'll find out after all, we're only men of straw But everything is still the same passing the time passing out the blame we carry on in the same old way we'll find out we left it too late one day to say what we meant to say Just when you thought it was safe to go back to the water those problems seem to arise the one you never really thought of The feeling you get is similar to some sort of drowning when you are out of your mindd, out of your depth, you sound have taken soundings We're clutching at straws, we're clutching at straws clutching at straws And if you ever come across us don't give us your sympathy You can buy us a drink and just shake our hands and you'll recognise by the reflections in our eyes that deep down inside we're all one and the same We're clutching at straws still drowning (Greyhound Tour Bus, North America) [FISH and DEREK WILLIAM DICK |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (2003)
A ragged man came shuffling through A puppet king on the 4th of June And butterflies from all around Settled on his paper crown A pretty sight it seemed to be An avenue of eternal peace But he said, "What is here can soon burn down..." "I'm the king of sunset town" Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town And in the night he comes to me And the square becomes a battlefield Of staring eyes that can't explain The insanity and the greater game Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town A ragged man came shuffling through The corridors of this white place And as he lay his body down I saw the scars that lined his face And injured souls came to his bed To hear the stories he would tell Of butterflies and summertimes And everyone assembled here Remembers how it used to be Before the 27th came This place will never be the same He said "I'm the king of sunset town" Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (1989)
A ragged man came shuffling through A puppet king on the 4th of June And butterflies from all around Settled on his paper crown A pretty sight it seemed to be An avenue of eternal peace But he said, "What is here can soon burn down..." "I'm the king of sunset town" Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town And in the night he comes to me And the square becomes a battlefield Of staring eyes that can't explain The insanity and the greater game Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town A ragged man came shuffling through The corridors of this white place And as he lay his body down I saw the scars that lined his face And injured souls came to his bed To hear the stories he would tell Of butterflies and summertimes And everyone assembled here Remembers how it used to be Before the 27th came This place will never be the same He said "I'm the king of sunset town" Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town |
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from Marillion - Seasons End (2003)
A ragged man came shuffling through A puppet king on the 4th of June And butterflies from all around Settled on his paper crown A pretty sight it seemed to be An avenue of eternal peace But he said, "What is here can soon burn down..." "I'm the king of sunset town" Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town And in the night he comes to me And the square becomes a battlefield Of staring eyes that can't explain The insanity and the greater game Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town A ragged man came shuffling through The corridors of this white place And as he lay his body down I saw the scars that lined his face And injured souls came to his bed To hear the stories he would tell Of butterflies and summertimes And everyone assembled here Remembers how it used to be Before the 27th came This place will never be the same He said "I'm the king of sunset town" Watch a big wheel turning round Some go up and some go down Some go thirsty some just drown "That's the law round here" Said the king of sunset town |
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from Marillion - Brave (1994)
I think I have become one of the hollow men
As I shine on the outside more these days I can feel the outside feeding on my inside Leaves a growing darkness in its place I think I have become one of the hollow men I think I have become one of the lonely Now that everybody talks to me I feel I have become one of the empty Hollow men can stop you with the twinkling of an eye Hollow men can take you without even reaching out Hollow men have got you long before you realise The poison paralyses I think I have become one of a pair of men It's a feeling I've been having for some time I look down upon myself and watch my movements A blind eye sees the fragile vandalised Watch this cold world dishing up these endless hollow men Find us anywhere you look Come and meet our friends Stand us in our silly clothes Put our batteries in Line us up like fairground ducks Watch us grin and grin See the lies behind our eyes.. See the will to win We'll buy you and we'll sell you But perhaps we'll save your skin.... Sit quietly and listen to the breeze... The hollow and the lonely listen too Sniff the air for something we can use We're tin hard and we rattle when we're shaken |
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from Marillion - Brave (1994)
I think I have become one of the hollow men
As I shine on the outside more these days I can feel the outside feeding on my inside Leaves a growing darkness in its place I think I have become one of the hollow men I think I have become one of the lonely Now that everybody talks to me I feel I have become one of the empty Hollow men can stop you with the twinkling of an eye Hollow men can take you without even reaching out Hollow men have got you long before you realise The poison paralyses I think I have become one of a pair of men It's a feeling I've been having for some time I look down upon myself and watch my movements A blind eye sees the fragile vandalised Watch this cold world dishing up these endless hollow men Find us anywhere you look Come and meet our friends Stand us in our silly clothes Put our batteries in Line us up like fairground ducks Watch us grin and grin See the lies behind our eyes.. See the will to win We'll buy you and we'll sell you But perhaps we'll save your skin.... Sit quietly and listen to the breeze... The hollow and the lonely listen too Sniff the air for something we can use We're tin hard and we rattle when we're shaken |
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