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Down on the ocean floor
That’s where I’m heading for
Hold on to a sinking stone
Until the worst is known
Nobody wants to
Think about it
Nobody wants to
Talk about it
Nobody protects you
They make it go away
Pretending that it’s all okay
Broken pieces on the ground
And everyone’s still turning ‘round
Nobody wants to
Think about it
Nobody wants to
Talk about it
Nobody protects you
Are we losing something
We used to cry
We used to say why
For all I know
I might not get home
Well, I found out
If we opened it up
We could work this out
Nobody wants to
Nobody wants to
Talk about it now
What you suspected all along
Everything told you was wrong
And you can see it if you want
But nobody wants to
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Another pleasant day in the countryside
Has ended up tears on a stormy night
Cos you can’t follow my directions home
Don’t stop now
God knows where the satellites taking us
Can’t tell what is right in front of us
But I hang on every word
Don’t stop now
No don’t stop now
Give me something I can write about
Get fooled by the lightning every time
See the afterimage of my outline
And you turn the wrong way round
Don’t stop now
No don’t stop now
Give me something I can write about
Give me something I can cry about
In a church house ten miles out of town
Is the devil gonna track me down
And you travel through a tunnel in the trees
Just remember that’s how you get to me
There’s no number on the house
The birds are heading south
Sometimes you have to turn the wrong way round
Sometimes you get too close to nowhere now
Restless and hopeful
In the silence I wait
With a blank piece of paper on the top of my head
All I want is something I can write about
All I want is something I can cry about
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Well, she called up
And gave me the news
It made me so sad, sad, sad
There was nothing I could do
She’s too far away
And you had to leave
I can never repay you now
For what you gave to me
Those who can blow a chasm wide
It took us all
It took us all
Pushed apart the mountains and the tide
It took us all
Well, she called up
And gave me the news
It made me so sad, sad, sad
There was nothing I could do
When I was so lost
In delirious sleep
I wasn’t prepared for that position
Well, maybe I was naïve
And truth is a mortal blow
Well, you know all there is to know
Well, the hurt that you have so close
Is something better now
She called up
And gave me the news
It made me so sad, sad, sad
There was nothing I could do
Well, she was so lost
And confused
I can never repay you now
For what you gave to me
News
She called up
She called up
Well, she called up
And gave me the news
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Say that again I won't forget
The phrase that turned in my head
And at the start it makes no sense
A long time left to understand
There on the shore the girl that I adore
She combs her hair on the sand
And I know you got fight the plan
You got to bend the rules
Yeah I know you got be your own man
You got to break the rules
Say that again, the alphabet
They dance a silhouette in my head
A chance remark become the spark
And maybe luck has come again
The hint of a smile
The accidental rhyme
That captured me the first time
I know you got to fight the plan
You got to bend the rules
I know you got to be your own man
You've got to break the rules
Midnite is standing in the shadows
This haunting is a reckless escape
Late nights of crawling on the sidewalk
Lets stay on in the mansion for the weekend
Lets go on making moments last a lifetime
We live on in the promises we keep
The hint of a smile
The accidental rhyme
That captured me the first time
I know you got to fight the plan
You got to bend the rules
I know you got to be your own man
You got to make your own rules
Lets go on making moments last a lifetime
We live on in the promises we keep
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He imagines the world
As the angels sending
Not the ghost of a man
Who is tied up to the chair
And he wants to believe
That his life has a meaning
With his hand on his heart
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre
And I wake up blind
Like my dreams were too bright
And I lost my regard
For the good things that I had
And the radio was sad
When you listen for good
To find that nothing out there can touch you
‘Cause the liars moved in
And they believe their own
Dark medicine
You act so nonchalant
That he is not a dog
Perform for you in the stadium
For the world, not for the war
And he tries to believe
Though it might lead to heartache
In the night ? indigo
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre
Pour le monde, pas pour la guerre
When you listen for good
In the hope that comes to nothing
As the liars moved in
And they believe their own
Dark medicine
Believing it’s good
Behind their jaded eyes
A dilemma
He’s the best
You’ve ever had
He’s so low
You never know
He’s the best
You’ve ever had
He’s the best
You’ve ever had
He’s so low
You’ll never know
Here we go
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I want to turn on the lights
I want to keep your hopes alive
So where do I begin
To help you believe again
Makers of secret planes
Keepers of our last remains
Dream of a holy state
In a nightmare time
You know I meant it well but who was it meant to help
Even the child knows you don't waste it
A promise is only given once
And there is no doubt that changes have begun
Even a child knows that you can't fake it
As long as the world is waking up
You are free now to recover your heart
The stories left to write
The ebb and flow of my life
To justify the end
I'll do everything I can
And its a dangerous game
I heard you tell someone that you don't care
But I don't believe the message
And when you sing about love
What are you thinking of
Even a child knows you don't waste it
As long as the world is waking up
And there is no doubt that changes have begun
Even a child knows you don't fake it
A promise is only given once
You are free now to go wherever you want
There's nothing like waking up in some foreign town
Music is a call to prayer
Wailing out of speakers in the market place
The first time ...even a child
Even a child knows you don't waste it
A present can always be delivered twice
You are free now to receive the gift of insight
From now on lets be open
All in time lets breathe in
Am I brave ?..... you're so brave
Am I afraid?... no not afraid
Even the child
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Plead with my saint
Wash his hands and feet
Find his complaints
Make this world complete
And this heaven that I’m making
Can’t come quickly enough
And the big wave that I’m taking
It feels like I’m just waking up
Find out, don’t think
I can’t get used to it
Right on the brink
I end up losing it
And this heaven that I’m making
It can’t come quickly enough
And the big wave that I’m taking
It feels like I’m just waking up
And I’ll be there
With all of creation ?
And each conversation I hear
As I’m walking in through the crowd
As if I can float through the air
And this heaven
Well, this heaven that I’m making
It can’t come quickly enough
And the big wave that I’m taking
Feels like I’m just waking up
If there is hell on Earth
There must be heaven, too
Both in one place
And not a second to lose
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(Neil Finn)
A sigh from the deepest well
You can tell a lot without saying a thing
The truth, between us my friend
This longing
A sigh for loneliness to end
No changing the story now
A sigh from the emptiest part
It's a tender place
A sigh
Is more than I can bear
This show is not fooling anyone
And its all for you
But I think you're mind is made up
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These walls
Have eyes
Rows of photographs
And faces like mine
Who do
We become
Without knowing where
We started from
It’s true
I’m missing you
And I stand alone
Inside your room
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
I will try to connect
All the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on
And let you forget
I’ll remember the years
When your mind was still clear
All the flickering lights
That filled up this silent house
One room
Two beds
In the closet hangs
Your favourite dress
Good books
And the best that you ever had
Are in pieces now
The pages ashred
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
I will try to connect
All the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on
And let you forget
I’ll remember the years
When your mind was still clear
All the flickering lights
That filled up this silent house
Everything that you made by hand
Everything that you know by heart
All the names that you can’t recall
I will try to connect
All the pieces you’ve left
I will carry it on
And let you forget
I’ll remember the years
When your mind was still clear
All the flickering lights
That filled up this silent house
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English trees in my garden
We planted seeds in a faraway land
In between the palms and the succulent grove
They lose their leaves in the winter
Mark the seasons for him and for her
Once upon a time in the fallen snow
Up against the sky made a silhouette show
England cries and she plays for him
Two chords entwined like a requiem
Although it’s springtime, colour is new
In Regent’s Park, I will mourn for you
And I must be wise somehow
‘Cause my heart’s been broken down
It’s so far to fall
And so hard to climb
Nothing’s sadder, I know
Than the passing of time
Won’t forget me
You won’t forget me
English trees in my garden
Summer’s missed you, my darling
And all your crimes are forgiven
Yeah, all your crimes are forgiven
And I must be wise somehow
English trees in my garden
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She walked her way down
It brought my mind back
From where I was trapped
How long will it take
For tension to break
Feel it sliding off
Shimmy-like cloth
I left on the ground
And I know what the answer is
And I’m happy to be here tonight
But when you’re in the moment
Everything you want is right
But before she takes a step
She’s waiting for the beat to arrive
And the drummer’s counting out the start
She walked her way down
In silver and black
Tension is snapped
I picked up the trace
A scent I can’t place
Remembering desire
Higher and high
Lift off the ground
And I know what the answer is
But I’m happy to be here tonight
And when you’re in the moment
Everything you want is right
From before she takes a step
She’s waiting for the beat to arrive
The drummer makes the same mistake
And my eyes are on the shape
That is captured in the light
All went quiet on the floor
When she walked her way down
As we happen to be here tonight
But don’t we make a beautiful sight
And when you’re in the moment
Everything you want is right
But before she takes a step
She’s waiting for the beat to arrive
If you’re tamed by all the pressure
Everything you want to become
The drummer always comes in late
And my eyes are on the shake
That is captured in the light
And I want to feel the weightless grasp
Upon my heavy life
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Talk to her
That’s right
It could mean more than you think
Talk to her
That’s right
You don’t have to lose a thing
Take a satellite
You could make her happy again
Dream about
The time
She threw the dinner at you
And in the coconut grove
You can’t imagine the scene
Another
We’re still waiting to leave
Talk to her
That’s nice
Or you could make a murder begin
Dream on her
That’s right
Once more, you could be her friend
Well, she’s the only one you know
Where you from and where you been
Think about
The time
She wants to make it in your head
I spent a lot of time
In the transit lounge
And I wasn’t sure
Where I was going now
Plenty hours spent
Was yesterday’s news
Not 100% sure
What I did with my shoes
Lying on the floor
Of the transit lounge
There’ll be no announcements made
You better make sure
You don’t sleep too sound
There’ll be no announcements made
There’ll be no announcements made
Dream about
The things
You’d like to do before you die
Wonder all
The one
Still waiting for his moment to shine
And all the stupid things I said
Still haunt you, still linger
I guess
And in the coconut grove
You can’t imagine the scene
And now the truck unloads
We’re still waiting to leave
The camera flash goes off
See the tallest man alive
In time, I fall at his feet
Before this long plane ride
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Who’ll face the tide
And take their chances
Will fasten the lights
To broken branches
Adrift on the ocean
In wild winter storms
I have to imagine things
To keep myself warm
The night closing in
But not to worry
Told everyone I know
That I was sorry
But I heard them all singing
For comfort and peace
And in my confusion here
I still believe
You were the one to make me cry
You were the one to take me home
Of all the people in my life
My thoughts keep returning to you
But consciousness is fading fast
Surrounded by sights
That go on living
Make circles in time
The spider web spinning
Well, I have no illusions
Of where I am now
I’ll let this wave take me
And pour me down
You were the one to make me cry
You were the one to take me home
Of all the stories in my life
Only good things return to you
If I could only say the words
If you could hear me cry for help
But I’d lift my head up to the sky
And the planes that were circling
Now have gone
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Sweet madness it must be wrong
What kind of fool imagines love
With all this going on
Stars burning in the empty sky
And the city is aflame
With a million lights
And they come and they go
In the blink of an eye
People are like suns
Science will enable us to hear
T o be crystal clear
To make diamonds in the shifting sand
Better take all the love that you got in a single hand
And they come and they go
In the fullness of time
People are like suns
They are burning up inside
People are like suns
Breathing into life
All that's good in us
To saints become
And they come and they go
Yeah they come and they go
People are like suns
People are like suns
And we'll go out tonight
Set the town alight
All fade into white
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