Альбом Thea Gilmore

Well, I'm looking for an old soul
Where am I gonna go?
I'm looking for an old soul
Does anybody know?
I don't want the worldly wise
I don't want a good disguise
Just looking for an old soul

And I'm looking for a white light
Where am I gonna go?
And I'm looking for a white light
Does anybody know?
Don't want the shooting stars
Don't want the passing cars
Just looking for a white light

‘Cause when the days grow old
And the nights get cold
I'll need a young heart
But an old soul

And I'm looking for the right song
Where am I gonna go?
I'm looking for the right song
Does anybody know?
Don't want to hear the blues
Don't want some wild chanteuse
Just looking for the right song

‘Cause when the days grow old
And the nights get cold
I'll need a young heart
But an old soul

Where am I gonna go?
I'm looking for an old soul
Does anybody know?
Its gotta be flesh and bone
The sweetest idea of home
It's gotta be an old soul
It's gotta be an old soul
It's gotta be an old soul

Black letter came to me today
Wired and lonely
Wired and lonely
Holding my hand
Oh, black letter came to me today
Wired and lonely
Wired to the running sand

Black letter came to me today
With a postmark of the seasons
A postmark of the seasons
Signed by time
Oh, black letter came to me today
With a postmark of the seasons
And handwriting that looked like mine

Black letter burns easily
Burns like kindling
Burns like kindling
Soon as I strike a match
Oh, black letter burns easily
Burns like kindling
I'll burn that letter down to ash

Black letter came to me today
Singing hallelujah
Singing hallelujah
Reading those words
Oh, black letter came to me today
Singing hallelujah
Black letter is a promise or a curse

Black letter came to me today
Wired and lonely
Wired and lonely
Holding my hand
Oh, black letter came to me today
Wired and lonely
Wired to the running sand
Wired to the running sand
Wired to the running sand

Think there's a line that I crossed somewhere over the border
‘Cause I broke every rule you had written in your little book
Singing Neil Young songs to the ones who, like lambs to the slaughter,
Are combing their hair and selling stories about drugs they took

And Renee she thinks that all of her prayers have been answered
And she stands under the lights to make those six wires sing
But the truth is those strings are just pulled by a room full of chancers
And there's nothing original, not even original sin

And I want to run, run, run fast as I can
Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart
Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here
‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart
No, I don't wanna talk
I wanna dance in New York
I wanna dance in New York

Well, I heard a breeze blow like a ghost riding out ‘cross the ocean
And the smell of the midsummer sun dripping down through the blue
It's so easy to drift through these things with your eyes half open
Looking out for the prize, lining up all the things left to prove

And who would have thought that a year on I'd be where I'm standing
Half singing a song to a person I've only half met
I have fought like a wildcat for space and understanding
And, boy, let me tell you I'm not done fighting yet

‘Cause I want to run, run, run fast as I can
Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart
Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here
‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart
No, I don't wanna talk
I wanna dance in New York
I wanna dance in New York

So sing to me all of you children of one minute wonder
Sing it out like you've always wanted to do
I will dance in the street no matter whose sky I'm under
You sing it out and I'll sing it straight back to you

Then let me run, run, run as fast as I can
Let those grey gloves wrap their fingers around my heart
Yeah, I want to run, run, run so far from here
‘Til the streets of Manhattan just tear this waster apart
No, I don't wanna talk
I wanna dance in New York
I wanna dance in New York
I wanna dance in New York

Well, the cars are leaving town
The winter's moving in
A tree has been torn down
By an ill wind, an ill wind
Oh, Rosie can you tell my age?
From where I sit I'm younger than I look
But old enough to know the half of it

Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
You could still fly south
Before they find you out
Rosie

Well, you've got needles in your eyes
From all those glances that you stole
Any secret that's worth keeping
Will always burn a hole
Oh, I saw you over coffee
Four sugars and some cream
You were smiling quietly
Holding your face over the steam

Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
You could still fly south
Before they find you out
Rosie

And anyone who calls your bluff will learn
That you don't need a match to get your fingers burned

Well, it's a wild December night
And you have packed your bags and gone
And you haven't old a soul
Which plane that you got on
And you left behind your letters
Your hairbrush and your red shoes
You left behind your name and
A little boy who looks like you

Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do about it?
You could still fly south
Before they find you out
Rosie
Rosie
Rosie

Darling you don't know me, don't think you ever will
I'm another tinpot poet, another infidel
And they're still scrubbing at the stains of the communion wine I spilled
While I roll, roll, roll on,

Get me some good cocaine, get me any feeling left
Show me pretty little dancing girls with collars round their necks
Get me God on the line, boys, and make that call collect
Or He'll roll, roll, roll on
Was that girl in the dust drawing breath or blood?
It's so hard to tell between bad taste and good
So just roll, roll on

There's a train in the distance, there's a lineman on the line
There's a hard rain coming, it's been coming a long time
And nobody reads maps no more, no one follows signs
They just roll, roll, roll on

Call up the captain, bring back Mother Jones
Raise ‘em up from the dirt, get them rattling there bones
Watch them haul down that network, make them leave the sky alone
And then roll, roll, roll on

And that chain around your neck is like the one around your feet
Just another signpost pointing straight to ruin street
Where you'll roll, roll, roll on

Well, I love you for your colour, babe I love your face
All the neon in this city can't hold a candle to your grace
But you move through me like our love is commonplace
You just roll, roll, roll on

Do you really call that living? Do you really think that's wise?
You've been doing so much dying, dying right before my eyes
And if it's truth that you want, well, I've got this great disguise
You just roll, roll, roll on

It doesn't matter how much Nietzsche you have read
When a black box clicks and there's a barrel at your head
Singing roll, roll, roll on
Roll on
Roll on

So here's my tongue, here's my body, c'mon and take my soul away
I got ‘em cheap in the market, they weren't worth much anyway
And if you want to fix them up maybe I'll buy them back someday
‘Til then I'll roll, roll, roll on
‘Til then I'll roll, roll, roll on
Roll on
Roll on
Roll on

It's the Icarus wind, it's blowing in my eyes
It's the Icarus wind, it's telling me those lies
And its heart is like ice and its fingers are long
And it knows just who'll be torn apart by that windsong
It's the Icarus wind

It's the Icarus wind, blowing through my hair
It's the Icarus wind loosening the threads
And, my God, it will stop you right there, dead in your tracks
If you're just held together with hope and candle-wax
It's the Icarus wind


It's the Icarus wind

And the higher it pulls me up, the hotter it gets
It's the end of the dream around, mid fire and cigarettes
It's the Icarus wind whispering in my ear
It's the Icarus wind dusting away those tears
Singing, baby the truth is that this won't hurt at all
Soon there'll just be feathers and the quiet of the fall
It's the Icarus wind
It's the Icarus wind
It's the Icarus wind

They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me
They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me
What a lie to tell
What a soul that they're gonna to sell you now

They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me
They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me
It's a hard case to make
And I'm hard news and I'm gonna break, now

They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me
When you gonna get off (this ghost train)?
When you gonna get off (this ghost train)?
When you gonna get off (this ghost train)?
When you gonna get?
When you gonna get off?

They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me
You should be walking on the left side
They got you walking with me
That such sweet relief
Could be holding hands with the master thief
They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me

When you gonna get off (this ghost train)?
When you gonna get off (this ghost train)?
When you gonna get off (this ghost train)?
When you gonna get?
When you gonna get off?
They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me
They got you walking on the wrong side
They got you walking with me

Going on a slow journey, darling
Going on a slow journey, darling
Going on a slow journey
Slow burning, slow turning
Going on a slow journey, love

Take me to the edge of the city
Take me where the lights fold around me
Take me where the cars hum
The sky falls, hearts drum
Take me on a slow journey, love

And the mighty rain will fall around me
And this tired old world rolls on without me
I'll be having a ball
You won't hear nothing at all

Going on a slow journey, darling
Going on a slow journey, darling
Going on a slow journey
Slow burning, slow turning
Going on a slow journey, love

From the nails in the cross
To the blood of the lamb
From the breaking bread
In the saviour's hand
On a trick and a prayer
I'm the whole trinity
And you shall know no other god but me

From the spoon and the flame
To the tied tourniquet
I am calling your name
I am lighting the way
I'll be the fire in your eyes
And the ache in your sleep
And you shall know no other god but me

I've heard all about your illusions
I know how you will always need to be
Held tight in the arms of retribution
So I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming to set you free

From the bruise and the grip
To the ring and the kiss
You'll be biting your lip
But it all comes down to this
I'm the shadow you chase
I'm the sting when you breathe
And you shall know no other god but me
Yeah, you shall know no other god but me

We're gonna break out the wine my dear
We're gonna break out the wine my dear
We're gonna break out the wine my dear, I know
‘Cause there's a hangman there with all his charms
And he's waiting for me with open arms
We're gonna break out the wine when I get back to shore

And the sun's gonna shine, my dear
Oh yeah, the sun's gonna shine, my dear
Oh yeah, the sun's gonna shine, my dear I know
Well I know I should have made that call
But I've been making friends with alcohol
And the sun's gonna shine when I get back to shore

I've been gone so long you know I've grown
And now I can't fit under that headstone

You're gonna play me a sweet old tune
You're gonna play me a sweet old tune
You're gonna play me a sweet old tune, I know
You're gonna play me a song in a minor key
And serenade what's left of me
You're gonna play me a tune when I get back to shore

We're gonna break out the wine my dear
We're gonna break out the wine my dear
We're gonna break out the wine my dear, I know
‘Cause there's a hangman there with all his charms
And he's waiting for me with open arms
We're gonna break out the wine when I get back to shore
We're gonna break out the wine when I get back to shore

Oh, all that time away
I don't know what to say
But sorry for the thorn and the vine
Well I tried
Tried to tell the truth
I tried to make a move
I hope that I'll have changed this time

See I got a roadblock for my eyes
And a wintery disguise
And a rock for you to lay your head on
Babe, there is lightning in my heart
Is it too late for you to start?
Turning back that blue into red

I want to just breath
I don't want to leave
When I'm going down like that
Baby, there's no coming back
Unless I just breathe

Well I know I must have got it wrong
Sung the wrong line to the wrong song
And left you there without a clue
Back then there were devils to appease
Now all I've got's the strangest breeze
Blowing me straight back into you

I want to just breathe
I don't want to leave
When I'm going down like that
Baby, there's no coming back
Unless I just breathe

When the spark has caught I may be two thirds water
But the rest of me is gasoline and fire

I want to just breathe
I don't want to leave
When I'm going down like that
Baby, there's no coming back
I want to just breathe
I want to just breathe
I want to just breathe
I want to just breathe

Cut me down
Bury this rosary
Somewhere out of town
Somewhere out by the sea
And take this ring
Give it to Emily
Tell her I'm peaceful now
Tell her I've been released

I will be rolling on
I will be rolling on

Well I know that drill
I know it all too well
It starts like a lonely voice
And shifts to a tolling bell
Like rain on the dusty ground
Small bones in the driest well
The spark breeds a fiery tongue
And the tongues kiss the cheek of Hell

And I will be rolling on
I will be rolling on
I have had my part to play
Now I am going home

There's no telling which way, boys
This thing is going to take hold
From the fruit on a poplar tree
To the bruise round a band of gold
From the blood in a far country
To the war of just growing old
We travel a lower road
And it's lonely and it is cold

But we will be rolling on
We will be rolling on
We've had our part to play
Now we are going home

We will keep rolling on
We will keep rolling on
‘Cause for every midnight hour
There's always a rising sun

Yeah I, I gotta know your name
And I could trace your private number, baby

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
I want some, want some

Well, I set my sights on you
And I, I've got to have my way now, baby

All I know is that to me
You look like you're havin' fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round,
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

And I, I got to be your friend now, baby
And I would like to move in just a little bit closer

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your lovin' arms
Watch out, here I come

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round,
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

I want your love

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round,
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round

You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round,
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round, round, round