Альбом Idlewild

Every face, even the one you saw yesterday
It looks different today,
Because everything's changed since yesterday,
in every possible way,
Things seem different today,
Not like yesterday
Is consideration, more like an exception, of consideration?
(chorus)
You held the world in your arms tonight,
And what if you held the world in your arms
When you're secure do you feel much safer?
When days never change and it's three years later,
It's like your life, hasn't changed and it's three years late,
How does it feel to be three years late
and watching your youth drift away?
What seems different seems different today,
What seems different seems different today

Is consideration, more like an exception, of consideration?
(chorus repeat to end)
You held the world in your arms tonight,
And what if you held the world in your arms

Can you hear the words I'm trying to find
for the feelings that define you
There's no point in trying to hide
from the skeleton that surrounds you
So we speak no louder than a whisper
when we're running from winter
So we speak no louder than a song
when we're falling all day
falling all day long

In whatever we say we show no emotion
we show no emotion
and when we kick back into the world of motion
we show, we show no emotion

Can you see ourselves and trying to hide
the reasons that define you
If there's a point in trying to find
if there's an emptiness inside you

So we speak no louder than a whisper
means we're running from winter
So we speak no louder than a song
means we're falling all day
falling all day long

In whatever we say we show no emotion
we show no emotion
and when we kick back into the world of motion
we show, we show no emotion
Whatever we say we show no emotion
we show no emotion
and when we kick back into the world of motion
we show, we show no emotion

In whatever we say we show no emotion
we show no emotion
and when we kick back into the world of motion
we show, we show no emotion

Rose, ability. There is no roseability
Rose, ability. There is no roseability
You've got off with too much now
You're getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They don't teach you what you don't already know
You've always been, dissatisfied
Gertrude Stein said "that's enough"
(I know that that's not enough now)
Rose, ability. There is no roseability
You've got off with too much now
You're getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They can't teach you what you don't already know
You're always be, dissatisfied
Gertrude Stein said "that's enough"
Gertrude Stein said "that's enough"
(I know that that's not enough now)
Rose, ability. There is no roseability
You've got off with too much now
You're getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They won't teach you what you don't already know
You're always be, dissatisfied

I'm not really sure of all this pressure
I'm never going to lose any of my old letters
They'll stay with me until I can't see
Until I can see that I'm no one

Don't fight it all cause you'll be fine
Don't (STOP) fighting it all cause you'll be fine
All you ever do is build it up inside

You smoke too much when you don't do much
And when I argue Syd Barrett makes me laugh
I laugh at your (my) conversational skills, or lack of

When I argue I see shapes
I see shapes when I argue 

Every step takes a beat of your heart
Through a city that's falling apart
On a night that rises and clears
In a sky that's clouded by years
My anger is a form of madness
So I'd rather have hope than sadness
And you said something
You said something stupid like
Love steals us from loneliness
Happy birthday
Are you lonely yet?

I misplaced your face in the shape of a smile
On a night that could never surprise me
Don't tell me you're afraid of the past
It's only the future that didn't last
You're kidding yourself, kidding yourself
You're going nowhere and you're going there fast

And you said something
You said something stupid like
Love steals us from loneliness
Happy birthday
Are you lonely yet?

You said something
You said something stupid like
Love won't steal us from loneliness
Happy birthday

You said something
You said something stupid like
Love won't steal us from loneliness
Happy birthday
Are you lonely yet?
Are you lonely yet?
Are you lonely yet?

Songs when the truth,
Are all dedicated to you,
In this invisible world I choose to live in,
And if u believe that,
That now I understand,
Why words mean so much to you,
They'll never be about you.
Maybe your young without youth,
Or maybe your old without knowing anything's true,
I think your young without youth.
Then you contract the American dream,
You'll never look up once,
You've contracted American dreams,
I'd acquire you to stop and look up.
Sing a song about myself,
Keep singing a song about myself,
Not some invisible world.
Constantly searching to find something new,
But what will you find when you think that nothings true,
Maybe it's that nothing is new,
So you let me hear songs that were written all about you,
The good songs weren't written for you,
They'll never be about you.
Then you contract the American dream,
You'll never look up once,
You've contracted American dreams,
You'll never look up once,
Don't look up.
Sing a song about myself,
Keep singing a song about myself,
Not some invisible world. (Rptx2.)
And I won't tell you what this means,
'Cos you already know,
And I won't tell you what this means,
'Cos you already know.
So, sing a song about myself,
Keep singing a song about myself,
Not some invisible world. (Rptx3.)
You'll find what you find,
When you find there's nothing. (Rptx2.)

It’s a better way to feel
Don’t be real, be post modern
(it’s not that one dimensional, it’s not the only thought)

It’s a better way to feel
When you’re not real, you’re post modern
(it’s not that one dimensional, it’s not the only thought)

I stopped and waited for progress 
I stopped and waited for progress 
I stopped and waited
But I’m not willing to accept it all

This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction

It’s the best way to feel
Don’t be real, it’s post modern
(it’s not that one dimensional, it’s not the only thought)

It’s a better way to feel
When you’re not real, you’re post modern
(it’s not that one dimensional, it’s not the only thought)

You can’t keep waiting for progress 
You can’t keep waiting for progress 
You can’t keep waiting
And I’m not willing to accept it all

This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction

I bet you don’t know how to spell contradiction
I bet you don’t know how to sell conviction
I bet you don’t know how to spell contradiction
I bet you don’t know how to sell conviction

This wooden idea is your method of repetition
This wooden idea is how you sell reduction

By the harbour I harbor
The strangest memories
Older than I could ever be
Stranded in nostalgia
So tonight i'll try harder
But it's hard to fix this spotlight on me
In a cast that's taking places
I'm not sure of where I want to be
Stand up, stand up and stand out
Applaud El Captain
And jump up to cheers from the crowd
Stand up, stand up and stand out
And I hope you take your camera
To photograph my tears as they hit the ground

No one even listens
The same way that no one ever laughs
I'm taking the car out of the snow
I'm wondering where the summer went to
Circled by your secrets
I'm hoping that they don't include me
At least I'm in good company
Because there's no one else around except me

Stand up, stand up and stand out
Applaud el captain
Just to watch the world slow itself
Stand up, stand up and stand out
And I hope you took your camera
The silence makes the loudest sound

It seems far too easy to say the same things
I'll choose my own way to use my life up
And finally I found a new way to say the same things in imaginary ways
I use my life up

You were looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future

Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
Through your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future

Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance
Hoping to see the future

Looking at pictures in the distance
Hoping to see the future
In your pictures of the distance

Words by Roddy Woomble. Music by Idlewild

If I know, what I know, then no one will watch over you
So someone shouldn't really tell me what I want to know
I know, I owe, and I know that matters don't matter as much
As you think they do 

You will only be yourself
When you can never be yourself 
And you will only be yourself
When you understand what you know 

How long, will we go on with a modern way of letting go, 
tell me how long will we go on with the modern way of letting you go? 

If I know, what I know, losing isn't learning to be lost
It's learning to know when you're lost
If I know, what I know, 
I'll want to make the most of what it seems like 

You will only be yourself
You can never be yourself
And you will only be yourself
When you understand what you know 

How long, will we go on with a modern way of letting you go, 
tell me how long will we go on with the modern way of letting you go?

I woke up first this morning
I’ve never seen the dawn
But I know what the world looked like before
How would I know what you said?
You’re always first to go to bed
You’re intent on sleeping it off

Let me sleep, next to the mirror
I know you don’t like mirrors
When they reflect on you

For every word that you write
They won’t mean much as barricades (they hold me down)

I’m sure that you’ll be fine
Ten more years of this
It will nearly be time
I’m sure that you’ll be fine
It can’t take ten more years

You woke up first this morning
You told me that you had a bad dream
Like one never before
What was in it?
My reflection showed that I’m far too critical

Let me sleep next to the mirror
Don’t tell me that you don’t like mirrors
Don’t tell me that you don’t like
Looking right through your own reflection

For every word that I write
They won’t mean much as barricades (they hold me down)

I’m sure that you’ll be fine
Ten more years of this
It will nearly be time
I’m sure that you’ll be fine
But it can’t take ten more years

I am the best man, sits out of the rest of them 
Are you all alone, are you all alone (x3) 
You're selling your soul (x3) 
Have it got it all? With your eyes closed (x4) 
Your selling yer soul. have you got it all? 

I am the best man, sits out of the rest of them 
Are you all alone, are you all alone 

You're selling yer soul (x3) 
Have it got it all? With yer eyes closed (x4) 
Your selling yer soul 
Have you got it all? 

I am message

(Words by Roddy Woomble. Music by Idlewild)

In the beginning, there were answers
Then they came along and changed
All these questions and their answers seem to change

So I'll wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart
Nowhere else will let us choose a comfortable start

We stop in every passing place
To watch the world move faster than we do
Watch it pass with our eyes closed the way we usually choose to

So I'll wait 'til I find the remote part of your heart
When no where else will let us choose a comfortable start
And even if the breath between us smells of alcohol
Call it confusion in the best way possible



Scottish Fiction
(featuring poet Edwin Morgan)

It isn't in the mirror, it isn't on the page
It's a red hearted vibration
Pushing through the walls of dark imagination
Finding no equation
There's a red road rage, but it's not road rage
It's asylum seekers engulfed by a grudge

Scottish friction, Scottish fiction

It isn't in the castle, it isn't in the mist
It's a calling of the waters as they break to show
The new black death with reactors aglow
Do you think your security will keep you in purity
You will not shake us off
Above or below

Scottish friction, Scottish fiction

Mountains wouldn't part for me
They have no uncertainty
I'm just a passing emotion
Just hoping they take notice
And you are an opportunity
Without an opportunity
Another passing emotion
And hope that someone will take notice

And did I hear you sing
That we exist without existing
Or did I hear you sing
That we'll land where we begin

I understand it, but I don't show it
So I won't think it, and maybe we'll be there
Maybe we will be there

I understand it, but I don't show it
So I won't think it, and maybe we'll be there
Maybe one day we will be there

Oh, oh-oh-oh...

I thought I heard you say
That I must be dissappearing
But I'm sure I heard you sing
We won't begin

I understand it, but I don't show it
So I won't think it, and maybe we'll be there
Maybe we will be there

I understand it, but I don't show it
So I won't think it, and maybe we'll be there
Maybe one day we will be there

Oh, oh-oh-oh...

You have no sense in emptiness
Will you try a little harder
You have no sense in emptiness

I found a mountain on my own (I’m encouraged)
Trust history to say it’s unknown (it’s discouraging)
There’s a seventeen contest in my own home (discourage)
Sick of seventeen contests in my own home (discourage)
Don’t cross the road, you’re under a spell
A broken violin (discourage)
Don’t cross the road, you’re under a spell 
Of broken violins

All I need is a little discourage
All I need is a little discourage
All I need is a little discourage
All I need is a little discourage
All I need is a little discourage

I ran away from my own telephone (discourage)
It rings to tell you what the future holds in store, so...
There’s a lack of confidence at home (discourage)
When a seventeen contest fills your own home (discourage)
Put your trust in courage, because no one can tell
The broken violent 
Put your trust in courage, no one can tell
The broken violent

All I need is a little discourage
(The world knows what I need, but it’s proving far too hard for me)

It's always 3am in your world
So I'm drinking this as if I hadn't slept
Telling stories which tell their stories themselves
You didn't even hear them
I thought to somewhere else
As long as I go somewhere, you'll still be trying to see
As long as I go somewhere, you'll still be trying
As long as I go somewhere, you'll still by lying to me
As long as I go somewhere

If you're so sure that you don't need love
Only this is if I hadn't slept
As laughter smiles back in your direction
But you're protected by the smoke from your cigarette

Then you tried
To hold my hand
Under the table
But it's far too vague
To be meaningful

As long as I go somewhere, you'll still be trying to see
As long as I go somewhere, every night has a hold over me
As long as I go somewhere, you'll still by lying to me
As long as I go somewhere

And you held me like I was a shadow
But completely without any mystery
And you compared me to a shadow

Words by Roddy Woomble. Music by Idlewild

There are times that I should try, to be so much more alive
But if time was right then I would be with you again
Or do you worry that I try to avoid the point and then deny
The time I spent deciding it was you again 

It's when I live in a hiding place
It's the only way I feel safe
When I'm safe in a hiding place
(that's not hidden now)
I'm safe in a hiding place
It's the only way I feel safe
When I'm safe in a hiding place 

And you're full of facts but not things that could add up to words
Think about meaning more as an after word
As in afterward 

I return but don't remain, I'm impatient for a reason 
To complain about winter, making me see through again
Or is it your damaged reply, that makes me realise that 
The more I try the less that plans will help me comprehend again 

That's why I live in a hiding place
It's the only way I feel safe
When I'm safe in a hiding place
(that's not hidden now)
I'm safe in a hiding place
It's the only way I feel safe
When I live in a hiding place 

And you're full of facts but not things that could add up to words
You think about meaning more as an after word
And you're full of facts but not things that could add up to words
You think about meaning more as an after word
As in afterward

It's knowing what's important
hidden lockets of your hair
felt exactly every moment
even moments we never share
And all this land has been discovered
every frame in-front of me
is describing in a story
a familiar history

Through a city that's all closing
atleast it's closing in on me
but you're too old to remember
or I'm too young to agree
Secret teachings take me somewhere strange
shadows gained and bottles drain
let your tears fall in the shape
of everyone of the American states

If I could see your face
before it's born and raised
before it was born and raised
in memories wake

Reassure me into changing names
vision strained a seconds change
to be secure of everything
if I could make another world
We're like flies landing on flies
we suffer what we never try
so I slick my hair and I stamp my feet
until the darkness
until the darkness is complete

If I could see your face
before it's born and raised
before it was born and raised
in memories wake