There's a river flowing up into the sky To the sky, to the sky There are trees with human heads parading by Sailing by, sailing by And the hands of giants hold the gates In the clouds, in the clouds Up there where the dragons fly Round and round, round and round Straight to your head You stop me from growing up, you show me Straight to your head You keep me from shutting down, believe me I'll never leave you, it doesn't matter what you do 'Cause I can go straight to your head To be close to you Outside in the night the burglar creeps Oh he creeps, yeah he creeps In the flowers behind the house the princess sleeps Oh she sleeps, yeah she sleeps In the land between the lamp-posts Everything is black And here we come a-stepping On the cracks, on the cracks Straight to your head You stop me from growing up, you show me Straight to your head You keep me from shutting down, believe me I'll never leave you, it doesn't matter what you do 'Cause I can go straight to your head To be close to you I - used to only see What I was looking for And I - used to only hear What I'd heard before Now I'm looking all around And now I'm walking Walking downtown Straight to your head Straight to your head I'll never leave you, it doesn't matter what you do 'Cause I can go straight to your head I can go straight to your head I can go straight to your head To be close to you
(Don McGlashan) At the high tide line Driftwood and shells That's where she said we could leave our clothes Where the moonlight dissolves in the wet sand There's no-one here tonight The whole town's still at the show She said she'd seen me come alone And did I need a lift back home, 'cause she was leaving Well some people you can see right through But I never, never guessed how much she knew And that she'd been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends I hated it tonight I hate her precious scene I hate the way they all compete And the way they wipe their feet on each other But she is not like them She holds herself away And she laughs behind their backs And I love it when she does that Still I'd never let her see No I never, never wanted charity But now she's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends She's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends Car headlights creep Across the sea Now she's swimming Close to me And she And she She She's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends She's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends She's been talking She's been talking She's been talking to my friends She's...
(Don McGlashan) There's trouble with you And I'm going under again I'm going under again Seems like this night won't end There's trouble with you And I can't stand myself I can't stand myself Wish I was someone else Me, I'd like to stand in the rain Feel it washing me down Find some place I can stand Forever, ever, on and on But there's trouble with you It's growing out of the ground Roots spreading in the ground Wish I could tear it down Me, I'd like to stand in the rain Feel it washing me down Find some place I can stand Forever, ever, on and on And on and on until the rain Washes me away But there's trouble with you And my skin's burning up Oh it's burning up Wish I could make it stop Wish I could make it stop
(Don McGlashan) Joey said that you'd been calling I guess that means we're through our falling out, April But don't begrudge my being wary Of the hatchet you'd like to bury I've still got the scars, April April you tied yourself to the railroad track April you fell into the fire and I pulled you back I don't know why I'm trying to reach you If I caught you it just might teach you Not to do it again You made me feel as if I counted Then you had me stuffed and mounted I won't do that again, April Oh April Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back in April All the month of May I'd ask myself, are you OK? and I would lie June I put my life together But I've no way of knowing whether I Can face July Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back Oh I'd love to be back in April
(Don McGlashan) I never thought that it would come to this To watch myself leaving you behind But you went to great lengths to clear my way And like this train, you'll take a long, long time To reach the end of the line Like I did Like I did The farms and the rivers slide away out there These towns all look like our home town No one could blame you for getting out of there But like this train, you'll take a long, long time To reach the end of the line Like I did Like I did You say they'll change in time We won't feel so strange, but I I don't believe you I don't believe you The power lines are dancing overhead The wind is shaking up the trees I wish I'd known how I could have made you see But like this train, you'll take a long, long time To reach the end of the line Like I did Like I did Like this train, you'll take a long, long time To reach the end of the line Like I did Like I did Like this train Like this train Like this train
(Don McGlashan) She turns her face to the wall She won't let anybody see her The winter comes and sits Where the window doesn't fit And she cries herself awake another morning Across the street a cafe And the sound of people laughing Her heart it wants to go But the rest of her says no And she lies under the weight of another morning Another morning She might have flown away with the day With her sorrow circling below her Another morning could see her swinging high above the crowds With the feeling that they all want to know her But the truth is that she Don't know who she'll be tomorrow Just what face to wear Or the way she'll do her hair And that's why she's so afraid of another morning But the truth is that she Don't know who she'll be tomorrow Just what face to wear Or the way she'll do her hair And that's why she's so afraid of another morning Why's she so afraid of another morning? Oh, why's she so afraid of another morning?
look over there you used to say the shape of the land beneath the street ridges and valleys and underground streams you have to know what's under your feet so you can make things strong enough to take the weight the weight of all the people who haven't been born
that's what you said to me it's the envy of angels
listen to that you used to say can you hear someone drawing plans can you hear someone cutting wood can you hear someone walking the land when all the time i wanted to be somewhere that wasn't so new where you didn't have to dig yourself a place to stand
far away from the envy of angels
driving to your house after dark the lights of the town behind these hills i'm wanting so much to see you again can almost touch the new tarseal in front of my wheels they're painting the signs measuring the land marking the lines laying foundations making them strong for all of those people who haven't been born
