~ Lyrics ~
The Rain on the Street
You sit there with your guitar,
glass of wine, the fading stars,
A swarm of dreams surround your hair,
A mosquito coil, a vague despair.
And it something that aches on the tip of my tongue,
it's an ulcer I've bitten in sleep.
It's all of the dreams that I've wanted to keep,
but let slip way like the rain on the street.
And it's there in my cupboards a thousand ashtrays.
It's the echoing hours at the end of the day,
It's all of the dreams that I've wanted to keep,
but let slip way like the rain on the street.
And I can get so mad by the end of it all,
By the walls and the lock on your door,
and the windows that feel like bottomless maws,
that yawn in the night and are clawed in the breeze,
by the trees that are teased
with the breath of a lover I needed to call.
He sits there with his guitar,
glass of wine, the fading stars,
A shred of a dream that I've wanted to keep,
but let slip way like the rain on the street.
Why so melancholy?
Cauliflower dreams.
You’re caught in spiderwebs,
and they can smell your defeat.
Dream baby dream, fly on your boat of dreams
Dream baby dream and let them wipe away your tears,
Don’t you weep.
Let the stars shine upon you,
Let them breathe through your skin
Little star-flower - you’ve got it all wrong,
You bare your face to the sun.
Dream baby dream, cause the doors are all closed now
Dream baby dream and let them wipe away your tears.
Don’t you weep.
I need you here with me..
As the years write your chapters
And time carves words in your skin,
Let the sunlight rain down on you
There’s so much time with nothing to do.
Dream baby dream, fly on your boat of dreams
Dream baby dream and let them wipe away your tears..
Don’t you weep.
~ Lyrics ~
Colour of Filled Silence
Again I’m waiting, there’s a part of me that
doesn’t want to talk.
The memories of words we shared are the colour of filled silence:
Like shit packaged in an empty jar and put on the shelf for sale, though
no one buys it.
And my tongue is exhausted from curling itself into foreign sounds,
And no, I don’t really care about my failures I knew I wouldn’t
measure up.
How bout a little silence like this time I have while I’m waiting
here
A congregation of forgotten souls assembles in your absence,
Saying there’s a hole inside this fortune of yours and not a word
in the world is going to mend it.
And I’m so disenchanted from trying so hart to make the pieces fit,
And no I can’t really stand the disappointment that marks your brow
and steals your breath.
My mind keeps on turning from the words we speak to the things that I see,
Memories of words that we’ve shared are so hazy.
Again I’m waiting with this silence wrapped around me, I can’t
speak.
The memories of words we shared are the colour of filled silence.
And my tongue is exhausted from curling itself into foreign sounds,
And no, I don’t really care about my failures I knew I wouldn’t
measure up.
Your eyes are open,
Your sundried hands grip the pen your father gave you
So long ago.
Your eyes brush the photo
You’re happy then and the pretty girl by your side,
So long ago.
And you feel something funny and uncanny.
And you feel a little let down by yourself
You let your fear lead you out of temptation
So long ago.
This house creaks with memories,
You can taste them as they float down the old wooden stairs,
How to let go, how to let them go.
And you feel something funny and uncanny.
And you feel a little let down by yourself
You let your fear lead you out of temptation
So long ago.
And how time has passed you by,
And how you ache for the stolen years of your life,
Darkness first then dawn it follows.
Your sun-dried hands write the words your lips should have said
So long ago.
And you feel something funny and uncanny.
And you feel a little let down by yourself
You let your fear lead you out of temptation
So long ago.
Your eyes are open
We crossed the water side by side,
You took the boat I swam the tide.
We reached the middle, had the time of our lives,
I desperately searched for that look in your eyes.
And the tide it turned,
The day faded away,
I still hadn't found what I was looking for.
The lighting came, the girls took fright,
We had to let go of our last daylight.
We returned to the shore, nothing to hide,
You took the boat I swam the tide.
Understand, time’s a ghost like every man,
It follows us in wake or sleep,
It takes the love we want to keep.
Understand, how between us lies the land
The ground is moving at our feet
Let’s make some promises to keep.
Time denies the love we find.
Time unwinds the knots we’ve tied.
I see the line from where we’ve come to our divide.
I want to feel the depth that almost drowned us,
In love and lust,
(Cos) Time denies the love we find
Time unwinds the knots we’ve tied.
You wanted me to be something to hold onto.
You wanted me to be someone to return to,
When I just wanted you to feel in a way I could feel too..
(And) we go round and round the circle once again.
Understand, time holds us in its ghostly hands,
That feelings ebb and flow like waves on sand,
That’s one thing I understand.
This lady watch her as she’s fading
Watch a troubled mind pass out of sight
She’s got one foot in the grave yet she’s fighting,
Struggling for peace of mind
And she drifts higher, higher
And it takes her so long but she drifts further out of sight.
The jaded watch the children playing
as their carefree lives rush by
Their fragile dreams unhatched in the cradle
Its like watching grass reach the sky.
And they reach higher, higher
And it takes them so long but they drift further out of sight.
There’s a saying that life’s a game we’re playing
With goals and rules and a finish line
We cynics leap to the grave from the cradle
Leaving nothing behind.
But we reach higher, higher
And it takes us so long but we drift further out of sight.