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Travis
Travis


Информация
Откуда Glasgow, Scotland
Жанры Post-Britpop
Britpop
Alternative Rock
Годы 1990—н.в.
Лейблы Epic Records
Independiente Records
См. также Fran Healy
Сайт Website
Состав
Andy Dunlop
Fran Healy
Dougie Payne
Neil Primrose



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Альбом Travis


Ode To J. Smith (29.09.2008)
29.09.2008
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Sarah (bonus track)
. . .


The snow was falling on his shoulders by the side of the road
And he watched as the sun went down
Falling on the building
Swallowing the children
It's the gun in your back
It's the heart attack
It's the way you look back before you step out
In time to see the number of the bus that's running you down
A million lonely people with their bead in the sand
Trying to make some sense of what they don't understand
Waiting on somebody just to give them a hand
You're designed to fall apart on the day the warrenty ends
And you try but you just can't stop
Running round in circles
Knocking over hurdles
It's the knife in your back
It's the heart attack
It's the way you look back before you step out
In time to see the shadow of the one that's cutting you down
OH
The snow was falling on his shoulders by the side of the road
And he watched as the lights came on below
And the children were sleeping
And the women were weeping
There was nobody keeping him here

. . .


There's a man on the street,
And he looks at his feet form his window.
And he sweares at the sun,
And he curses the moon for its shadow.

Ohh..

Take a leaf from his book
Take a thread from his suite
He's a new man

And he prays to his god
That he reaps his reward
For his new plan

Oh, the mould has been cast
The radio's in the bath
Yeah yeah yeah

Labor tuus nunc ad terminum
Sed per deos, vade retro
Nomen nusquan video
Carbo in culo in aeternitatem
Placet satanae te vedere

. . .


Like a melody, that is impossible to play
I will
In my memory, there is a part of you that’s gone
Away, eh
To keep my mind from wondering
I’m wondering to keep myself from falling
I’m falling with
Something anything
Just to keep believing
Just to keep me breathing for a moment longer
Something anything
Just to keep believing
Just to keep me breathing for a moment longer
I tell you anything
If i had anything to say, eh
I keep it bottled in
Coz there’s a time and there's a place for it
I keep my story where it is
And act as if I don’t even know what it is
But all I need is
Something anything
Just to keep believing
Just to keep me breathing for a moment longer
Something anything
Just to keep believing
Just to keep me breathing for a moment longer

. . .


It's a long way down
Above the two tone town
And it's no funny when you're stuck in the middle
I'm coming up for air
I could be anywhere
It makes no difference when you live in a puddle
Now that I see it
How can I breath
When my heart's in my mouth
And not on my sleeve
Better run little rabbit
Back to your hole in the ground
It's a long way down
It's a long way down
The people look so small
Sliding off the wall
Getting dizzy as the fall in the gutter
I watch the seagull
Swooping past the steeple
Crying for his dinner as he shits on the sinners
Now that I see it
How can I breathe
When my heart's in my mouth
Instead of my sleeve
Better run little rabbit
Back to your hole in the ground
It's a long way down
Mama
An eye for an eye
You'd say you'd never take a side
Papa
I'm too young to die
They're never taking me
They're never taking me alive
They're never taking me alive
They're never taking me alive

. . .


Each time you go away
Part of you turns to grey
The jingle of the chains
Singled
Rearrange

Broken mirror steal my reflection
Tell me what you see
A hundred shattered eyes in the looking glass
Staring back at me

Inside
Inside
Inside tolls the bell
Outside all is well

Broken mirror steal my reflection
Tell me what you see
A hundred shattered eyes in the looking glass
Staring back at me

I never want to be alone
I never ever want to go home
This I know for sure

. . .


Who cheers you up
When you are down
Who brings you cups of coffee
Who picks you up
When you're in town
Whatever makes you happy
And I'm glad you're better now
But I'm sad you're not around
Friends
Won't ever desert you
Or turn against
Friends
Won't love you and leave you
To mend the fence
Who wakes you up
When you're late for work
Who makes the bed so lovely
Who found your sock
Who pressed your shirt
Whatever makes you love me
And I'm glad I'm better now
But I'm just sad you're not around
Friends
Will never deceive you
Or turn against
Friends
Won't love you and leave you
To mend the fence...

. . .


Wish someone would
Write me a song
Or tell me a story
So I don't need to worry
I need a little love
And a hand to hold
Somebody old
To watch over me
I need a little time
So I don't have to hurry

Oh, you say it all(?)

You gotta get up
You gotta get up
You gotta get up
But
I don't wanna get up
You gotta get up
You gotta get up
You gotta wake up
To the situation

I wish someone
Would answer
The phone
Stop leaving me
Hanging on
I'm feeling
Like a little ship
Out on the ocean
I need a little love
And a hand to hold
Somewhere
To hold the frustration
I need a little cause
For celebration

Oh, you say it all

You gotta get up
You gotta get up
You gotta get up
I don't wanna get up
You gotta get up
You gotta get up
You gotta wake up
To the situation

Growing up
Checking notes(?)
So you know
Just
Just which way to go

You gotta get up
You gotta get up
You gotta get up
You gotta get up
You've just gotta
You've just gotta
You've gotta
You've just gotta
You've gotta gotta

Oh, you say it all

You gotta get up
You gotta get up
You gotta get up
I don't wanna get up
You gotta get up
You gotta get up

. . .


Trying to shine a light into the dark
Corners of the mind and of the heart
Find out what you're carrying around
Things you can't remember having found

Holding on
all the best you can
Finding out
In a nick of time

Of the last words
Are hanging on my phone
Of the last words
Even when you're standing on your own
Of the last words
Are lying on my floor
Of the last words

Trying to find a place you can begin
Cling to fill the space you're living in
Rip it up and start it all again
Turning all your enemies into friends

Holding on
All the best you can
Finding out
In a nick of time

Of the last words
Are hanging on my phone
Of the last words
Even when you're standing on your own
Of the last words
Are lying on my floor
Of the last words

Of the last words
Are hanging on my phone
Of the last words
Even when you're standing on your own
Of the last words
Are lying on your floor
Of the last words
I know, in know, you know

Of the last words
Are hanging on my phone
Of the last words
Even when you're standing on your own
Of the last words
Are lying on your floor
Of the last words
Of the last words

. . .


There's a boy I know so well
He hides inside his padded cell
And he can see
That he will never be quite free
He takes his time
Steps carefully

There's a girl I see sometimes
She hides behind a dirty mind
And she can see
That she will never be quite free
She takes her time
Steps carefully

Free to make your mind up
Free to choose your fate
Free to hold your hand up
Free don't leave me standing in your way
Cause I like you
And I'd like to
Be free, be free, be free, be free
Don't stop when you really want to let it go

There's a place I know so well
To escape my tired spell
Cause we can see
That we will never be quite free
So take your time
Step carefully

Free to make your mind up
Free to choose your fate
Free to hold your hand up
Free don't leave me standing in the way
Cause I like you
And I'd like to
Be free, be free, be free, be free

. . .


Singing a song to myself
I'm singing a song to myself

Pictures in your mind
Out of focus and unkind
Picture me
I picture you
Outside the sun is shining
At the back of your mind there's a memory

By the time you hear this I'll be gone

I'm singing a song to myself
Cos I don't belong any longer
Just making it up in my head
This feeling is strong and getting stronger
Do you see the light?
Tell me you see the light
Just making it up in my head
Cos I need someone to sing along with
Sing along with

Pictures in your heart
Out of focus torn apart
Picture me
I picture you
Outside the moon is shining
At the back of your mind there's a memory

By the time you hear this I'll be gone

I'm singing a song to myself
Cos I don't belong any longer
Just making it up in my head
This feeling is strong and getting stronger
Do you see the light?
Tell me you see the light
Just making it up in my head
Cos I need someone to sing along with

Sing along with...
Yeah...

I'm singing a song to myself
Cos I don't belong any longer
Just making it up in my head
This feeling is strong and getting stronger
Do you see the light?
Tell me you see the light
Just making it up in my head
Cos I need someone to sing along with

Singing a song to myself

. . .


In the days before you were young
we used to sit in the morning sun
we used to turn the radio on
what happened?
we'd see our lies in the eyes of fate
and take our cradles to the grave
but even then we're never saved
from danger

and if you ever leave me come
i will be there waiting
waiting for you know i will
i love you for ever
i'll never say never

but i've only got two hands
and i'll never learn to dance
i'll never get a second chance
whatever
i'll take the breath away from your sighs
and wipe the tears away from your eyes
and hope the fire never dies
inside you

and if you ever leave me come
i will be there waiting
waiting for you know i will
i love you
i love you
i love you...

in the days before you were young
we used to sit in the morning sun
we used to turn the radio on
what happened?

. . .


Where are you goin’ tonight
Where do you dance
When you turn of the light

In your eyes as they’re rollin’ your hair
Spin you around as you lie on the bed
But I’m not keepin’ time
Upon the creepin’ vine, vine

He was the one made you fall
But he couldn’t help you at all
Not at all
So he packed up and jumped from the wall
Pushing his luck past the ghosts in the hall
Still I’m not keepin’ time
Upon the creepin’ vine, vine

Oh, Sarah
You’ve done it all to yourself
With your bottle of gin on the shelf
And your love letters sent to yourself

Oh, Sarah
You used to say you were lucky
Now your luck's runnin’ off down the stairs
To the arms of another

At the back of her mind
There’s a photograph
Of a child all alone in the dark
She can tell by the bell ringing back at her
She’s lost

Where are you goin’ tonight
Dressed like a ragdoll
With holes in your tights
In your eyes as they’re rollin’ your hair
Spin you around as you fall out the bed
But I’m not keepin’ time
Upon the creepin’ vine, vine

Oh, Sarah
You’ve done it all to yourself
With your bottle of gin on the shelf
And your love letters sent to yourself

Ohhh, Sarah
You used to say you were lucky
Now your luck’s runnin’ off down the stairs
And you realize nobody cares
Take a bottle of gin from the shelf
And pour me another

. . .


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