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British Sea Power
British Sea Power


Информация
Откуда Kendal, England
Жанры Indie Rock
Годы 2000—н.в.
Лейблы Rough Trade Records
См. также Brakes
Сайт Website
Состав
Yan
Noble
Hamilton
Wood
Phil Summner
Abi Fry
Бывшие участники
Eamon



Альбом British Sea Power


Open Season (04.04.2005)
04.04.2005
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Everything you said was true
Everything you did was you
Everything I started with there
Ended on an oily stage
Where I wrote arrhythmia stanzas for you
I hope and pray they come true

We found God
In a parking lot
And you did not
I headed for the coastal regions of mine
To see what I find

But I do understand what I looked for in you
As if you really cared

All across the Eastern Board
Languages were being lost
You look so elegantly bored now
Totally at ease with it all yeah
Whilst you were drunk you let it all slip
I hope I pray that it's ok

We found God
In a Wiltshire field
Whilst you did not
I headed for the coastal regions of mine
To see what I find

But I do understand what I looked for in you
As if you really cared

We found God
In a Wiltshire field
Whilst you did not
I headed for the coastal regions of mine
To see what I find

. . .


Be gone
Be gone
Be gone your olden ways, be gone
Don't be afraid of anyone
Like seasons, just move on

Aorta liver ventricles
And other winter vehicles
From indigo to crystalline
You've one more chance, so get it right

Oh Floreal
Oh guillotine
Oh Floreal
I love your iridescent sheen
As it reflects you and reflects me

Oh don't believe all of your golden memories
They're little more than make believe
So listen carefully

Agonic lines, ascendances and amatory tendencies
From here to heart arrhythmias
Oh don't you know we're not like this

Oh Floreal
Oh guillotine
Oh Floreal
I love your iridescent sheen
As it reflects you and it reflects me

Oh Floreal
Oh guillotine
Oh Floreal
I love your iridescent sheen
As it reflects you and reflects me

. . .


I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things

Get up in the morning
I'm paying my bills
Watching a storm cloud form over the hills
It appears I was waiting for my old self

I don't know what I'm made of
Or where from I came
Don't even seem to remember my name
Or why the ghost's alive in this cave

They say she's on the run
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
And thought then can turn action
And I dig and I dig and I dig and I dig

'Til my head is so sick and so clear

I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things

I'm tired and lost and feeling blown
Running around in a field, just out of my skull
How will I ever find my way home?

Get up in the morning
I'm paying my bills
Watching a storm cloud form over the hills
It appears I was talking to my own self

They say she's on the run
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
Then thought turns into action
And I dig, and I dig, and I dig, and I dig

'Til my head is so sick and so clear

I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things

I'm tired and lost and feeling blown
Running around in a field, just out of my skull
How will I ever find my way home?
How will I ever find my way home?

. . .


Mother
Maiden aunt or brother
On the masonary, and there are others
Like you, beheaded lover
In the cemetery
Seems rather sad to me
Oh seems rather sad to me
Oh amour centenary
Available for all to see

But in between the morning and the evening light
Is how the days go by
And in between the evening and the morning light
Oh don't the stars look nice
But in between the evening and the morning light
Is how the days go by
And in between the evening and the morning light
Oh don't the stars look nice

At first the settings broke
Now the machinery stops
And the country's all sectioned off
Like a honeycomb
Oh cells and foam
Like separated bones
Have you been waiting for long?

Oh in between the morning and the evening light
Is how the days go by
And in between the evening and the morning light
Oh don't the stars look nice
In between the evening and the morning light
Is how the days go by
And in between the evening and the morning light
Oh don't the stars look nice

And oh, oh oh
Oh ain't it going well?
And oh, oh oh
But it's so hard to tell

It's like everything you never said
But always meant to say
It's like everything you never did
And did it anyway

But in between the morning and the evening light
It's how the days go by
In between the evening and the morning light
Oh don't the stars look nice

. . .


Take me somewhere quiet please
These motorway exit gates
Are calling to me dearly
And I need a place to go

And even numbers on a timetable
Arrivals and departures and
Those places, names
Never seemed so strange before

If there's anyone asking, did you get a rush?
There's no point in asking, it wasn't enough
There's nobody else here, so please stand up
If there's anyone asking, did you get a rush?
There's no point in asking, it wasn't enough
There's nobody else here, so please stand up

The occultation of a summer sun
Was burning holes in everyone
Defenceless, what was left inside could finally escape

It seemed as if the streets had melted
It seemed as if the air was scented
I wish all of time could be like this

If there's anyone asking, did you get a rush?
There's no point in asking, it wasn't enough
There's nobody else here, so please stand up

If there's anyone asking, did you get a rush?
There's no point in asking, it wasn't enough
There's nobody else here, so please stand up

And then all of the sudden it's all better better
A little excitement makes us wetter wetter

Oh my love

Again, again, again, again my love.

. . .


Drape yourself in greenery
Become part of the scenery
Ever since time immemorial
It's all stored up in chemicals
Witness the demolition of boy in prime condition
Into the dust, we will descend
I hope and pray that this won't end
So say goodbye to everybody
Tell them all I am so sorry
Oh, I wish I could have said goodbye

What else could I do?
What else could I do?

Drape yourself in greenery
Become part of the scenery
Into the past, we'll all descend
We'll hope and pray that it won't end

Drape yourself in greenery
Become part of the sceney
Oh drape yourself in greenery
Become part of the sceney

. . .


Took a pill last night
Just to get to sleep
Put me on my back
Not on my feet
Propylene across your eyes
To take me to the land of sighs

Had a drink last night
Just to get to sleep
Put me on my back
Knocked me off my feet
Filled my skin with ethylnol
To find some peace, to let it fall

Eight hours a day - call it twenty years
There's a place you can go
Free of lust, cupidity and fear

Oh it left my heart broken
It took my breath away
A lesson open
A little more each day

A little eyesore
A little Nytol
A little heartache
A little soothe-all

Melatonin, a little dose
Takes things to a peaceful close
Commerce runs through your veins
And takes you from this waking plane
Industy on your side
To do what you do
When you get tired

Eight hours a day - call it twenty years
There's a place you can go
Free of lust, cupidity and fear

Oh it left my heart broken
It took my breath away
A little lesson open
A little more each day

A little eyesore
A little Nytol
A little heartache
A little soothe-all

A little eyesore
A little Nytol
A little heartache
A little soothe-all

. . .


Victorian ice and Edwardian snow
You'll find yourself asking
Is there something below?

Cause your surface area is like old whale bones
Preserved in museums, they're so totally cold

Oh I, oh I, settled down over there
Won't you hold your babies closer?
I know I, I need you

But you better keep moving before you get totally cold
And you better start growing up before you get old
Totally wicked and equally ace

Hoopoes and herring gulls over chalky cliffs
It's all thats left you know, carbonate and myth
Whitebait and cockleshell, washed up like a gift
Secret histories arrive by longshore drift

Oh I, oh I, settled down over here
Won't you hold your baby's hair
Oh I, know I, I need you

And you better keep moving before you get totally cold
Oh, you better start growing up before you get old
But you still don't understand
No, you still don't understand
Totally wicked and equally ace

. . .


You're fractured and cold but your heart is unbroken
My favourite foremost coastal antartic shelf
Oh Larsen B, oh you can fall on me
Oh Larsen B, desalinate the barren sea

Oh I, I think it's over again
Like sawblades through the air
Your winter overture
Cut through everything, and now we're not so sure
Oh Larsen B, oh won't you fall on me?

You had twelve thousand years
And now it's all over
Five hundred billion tonnes of the purest pack ice and snow
Oh Larsen B, oh won't you fall on me?
Oh Larsen B, desalinate the barren sea

Oh I think it's the start of the end
Like sawblades through the air
Your winter overture
Cut through everything, and now we're not so sure

Oh Larsen B, oh fall on me
Oh Larsen B, oh fall on me
Oh Larsen B, won't you fall on me?

. . .


Then you'll discover
Under your cover
The strangest thing that
I ever heard of

It makes you wonder
Why you're here
And why you feel so
Strangely weird

Cause we're not going home
And me I'm not alone
No we're not going home
From the sea to the land beyond

And when we get there
We will go wandering
In the wilderness
Getting in a mess

And when we find it
I'll keep on wondering
And here's another thing
You didn't know 'til now

Cause we're not going home
And me I'm not alone
No we're not going home
From the sea to the land beyond

Cause we're not going home
And me I'm not alone
No we're not going home
Going to the land beyond
To the land beyond
To the land beyond

From the sea to the land beyond
From the sea to the land beyond
From the sea to the land beyond
To the land beyond
To the land beyond
To the land beyond
To the land beyond

. . .


Turgid calls the winter charge
True adventures of awaking hearts
Nights are overwhelmed by gloom
We will see foxes in the moon

Valleys drop, mountains rise
Lift your head, brave the skies
All of the forgotten names
Lakes are forming on the pockets of your brain

And there in the distant glow
A shadow on shadow
At once so strong and weak
In the sunken lines they speak

You think it's gone, my friend
But it comes back again

Senescence or senility
How long until you sleep?
Discarded for all it's worth
Now it's quiet under this fresh earth

Valleys drop, mountains rise
Lift your head, brave the skies

You think it's gone, my friend
But it comes back again

And there is a final cry
A whimper and a sigh
And what was fast is slow
And what was brass is gold

Valleys drop, mountains rise
Lift your head, brave the skies

You think it's gone, my friend
But it comes back again

You think it's gone, my friend
But it comes back again

. . .


Don't you wanna be a bird?
Don't you wanna sing and fly?
Don't you wanna even try now?
Don't you wanna even try?

Don't you wanna be a bird?
(Don't you wanna be a bird?)
Don't you wanna sing and fly?
(Don't you wanna sing and fly?)
Don't you wanna even try now?
(Don't you wanna even try now?)
Don't you wanna even try?
(Don't you wanna even try?)

Cause the world is full of sickness
And together we can fix it
Paint ourselves into this picture
Do whatever we can think of

Everybody be a bird
Don't you wanna be a cow?
Don't you wanna be that now?
Have your own milk and drink it
Believe in your own wishes

Cause the world is full of sickness
And together we can fix it

Don't you wanna be my girl?
(Don't you wanna be my girl?)
Don't you wanna be my girl?
(Don't you wanna be my girl?)
Live together in a picture
(Live together in a picture)
Do whatever we can think of
(Whatever we can think of)

Don't you wanna be a bird?
(Don't you wanna be a bird?)
Don't you wanna sing and fly?
(Don't you wanna sing and fly?)
Don't you wanna even try now?
(Don't you wanna even try now?)
Don't you wanna even try?
(Wanna even try now?)

Everybody be a bird...

Bird, bird, bird...

. . .


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