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Post by Robin on Jun 22, 2008 15:11:22 GMT -8
Signal And Sign (D. Lloyd/P. Smith)
Well I've been waiting here for hours It's getting cold position closed
New direction new dawn Consider this my informal complaint
Hope you felt cheated at home with all your lies How long has it taken for you to look fine Don't waste your life Just go outside
Well I've been waiting to forget How the pieces just fell away You left your hometown where you grew up I hadn't noticed how your accent had changed
Did these lonely hands rob your time When was the signal divorced from the sign
Illumination Accusation.
I'd like to meet her But she won't see me
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 11:02:37 GMT -8
Apply Some Pressure (D. Lloyd/P. Smith)
You know that I would love to see you next year I hope that I am still alive next year You magnify the way I think about myself Before you came I rarely thought about myself
Behind your veil I found the body underneath Inside your head were things I'd never thought about
What's my view? Well how am I supposed to know? Write a review? Well, how objective can I be?
You know that I would love to see you in that dress I hope that I will live to see you undress The everyday is part of what consumes me The hate I feel is part of what fuels me
I testify to having guilty feelings I must confess, I'd like to be caught stealing
What's my view? Well, how am I supposed to know? Write a review? Well, how objective can I be?
I like to wait to see how things turn out If you Apply Some Pressure
What happens when you lose everything? You just start again. You start all over again.
I like to wait to see how things turn out If you apply some pressure
You know that I would love to see you...... I hope that I am still alive.......................
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 11:26:46 GMT -8
Graffiti (D. Lloyd/P. Smith)
That's enough I can't take anymore Right out of vision Right out of hope You work me up Just to tear me down What's on your conscience? Nothing happens in my town I'll do graffiti if you sing to me in French What are we doing here if romance isn't dead? Mind your mouth as you walk with me Take care oooh oh as you cross the street
That's enough I've had it up to here I've lost my vision I've lost my hope You stirred me up Just to hand me down You've lost your conscience Nothing happens in my town. I'll do graffiti if you sing to me in French What are we doing here if romance isn't dead? Stay in line on the foreign trip Waking up I need a lift.
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 11:35:18 GMT -8
Postcard of a Painting (D. Lloyd/P. Smith)
I'm losing more than I'll ever have.
Picture me with you- but You couldn't do it Everything I said was true- but I couldn't prove it.
Your eyes are big when they're so close Why can't we say goodbye in public?
I'll admit that there's a web- but it wasn't me who spun it. Now I've made my bed But you wouldn't lie down in it.
I wrote my feelings down in a rush I didn't even check the spelling Enclosed a postcard of a painting
You are just another thing I've yet to fathom.
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 11:42:24 GMT -8
Going Missing (D. Lloyd/P. Smith)
I sleep with my hands across my chest And I dream of you with someone else I feed my body with things that I don't need Until I sink to the bottom This can't go on so I should just Regret It And even though I led you on Forget It
Don't act like it came as a surprise Don't believe me? Then look into these eyes I still remember how you moved And I taste your scent upon my lips How it started, I will never know But now I've reached my limit
Do you ever want to wear your body out Until there's nothing left to take? The rain began to push you away Has midnight come too soon again?
I've got nothing in defence I've got nothing left to lose Don't listen to anything
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 11:54:45 GMT -8
I Want You To Stay (L. Wooller/P. Smith)
I rewrite my life beneath moonlight. Please hold me now til my breath runs out There are many things that I am not But there's one thing that I can't deny
A double-bluff You fed me lines The shortest cut You're searching for A mesh of tones surround your eyes I wish I knew how It came to this
I always said you could rely on me Now it seems that I was wrong I want you to stay I want you to stay with me
Nothing works 'round here Where cranes collect the sky I long for the neon signs of night 'Cause nothing works 'round here You know the way I feel Remember what we had
Why do you think I overtake I speak to you And you don't say no A camera runs Just to collect I dread to think how it came to this
The lies we tell Are found on film You start to push Your lips to mine Outside my room You closed your eyes And in the end It came to this
Nothing works 'round here Where cranes collect the sky I think of your face at night Cause nothing works round here You know the way I feel Remember what we had As time gets more compressed You're always my reminder A lifetime disappears, remember what we had As time gets more compressed, You are always my...
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 12:02:54 GMT -8
Limassol (A. Tiku/P. Smith)
Thinking clearly never came as easy as it did for you Driving this route out of town I wish you were still around
In the dead of night I always wondered whether you were true Someone better than myself...an offer you just can't turn down
A morning fight A wasted night You crept back to your room...
Run along back to your new man LIMASSOL Hold on, I couldn't trap you Head for...new horizons LIMASSOL
When it's all good, keep things close at hand
I could never bear to hear you struggling against the tide Promises I couldn't keep Couldn't admit I was in too deep
Saw the lights on in your window even though they said you'd gone The darker nights have come again Quicker than the year before
A morning fight A wasted night You slinked back to your room...
I think you'd better run along... LIMASSOL Hold on, Head for... LIMASSOL
And when it's all good you've got to Keep things close at hand..
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 12:12:23 GMT -8
The Coast Is Always Changing (D. Lloyd/P. Smith)
I've met so many people who look the same, Most were forgotten but you still remain. Most of the time, I don't care, But London's so far away when you're there. And so it saddens me to say, I'm only happy when I move away.
I am young and I am lost Every sentence has its cost I am young and I am lost You react to my riposte...
We look out upon the sea The coast is always changing I'll bring my camera out to sea This coast is always changing...
Age makes no difference 'til you open your mouth Use your time just to work things out I know that you can't understand, When I tell you that this wasn't planned And though it saddens me to say, I'm only happy when I move away.
I am young and I am lost...
We look out upon the sea The coast is always changing We'll take the train out to the sea My pulse is always racing As we look out upon the sea My heart is always changing
It won't be long before you've gone I can't imagine leaving...
And though it saddens me to say.. I'm only happy when I move away And though it saddens me to stay I'm still waiting for that day.... ... .
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 12:17:11 GMT -8
The Night I Lost My Head (P. Smith)
1 in a million 2 is a crowd 3 is company 4's not allowed
I spent all night trying To remember your address
Drawing lines around your body Making marks on the mucky floor
5 little fingers 6 digit fix My lucky 7 8 steps to my hips
I spent all night trying To remember your address
Drawing lines around your body Making marks on the mucky floor
Why did we have to meet On the night I lost my head?
Why did we have to meet on the night I lost my head?
You found me indiscreet... You found me in the street....
On the night I lost my head.
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 12:36:52 GMT -8
Once, A Glimpse (D. Lloyd/P. Smith)
Cut away Hard to find I don't remember why I started speaking Fast-track operation Slow exertion Over ridden
Unseen Tough to catch I can't remember why I started drinking One-track mind each and every time Smooth insertion Country living
Engage And then entrust I can't remember when I started hurting Another streetlight going down The night reveals itself to you
Slipping under Sliding down All I need is a certain trigger The path you take will never make you happy All I need is a certain spur
Once a glimpse was all I needed I can't remember why I have to give you back I just remember that I kept all of your souvenirs Salvaged traces of a love I never had
Enforced and then enabled I don't remember why I started breathing Tied up Turn him loose Slow desertion kept me hidden
That's that No escaping I can't remember why I started thinking Wrapped up Cutting back Their inertia left you driven
Just a glimpse was all I needed...
I wish that I could say I don't need you anymore I heard every word you said and that is all x2
I don't think you're gonna get that early night.
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 12:46:43 GMT -8
Now I'm All Over The Shop (D. Lloyd/P. Smith)
If you're gonna talk about the things I need Then you're gonna have to find out what they are You remind me of a time when I was boring I recall a time when you could slip your noose I washed my hands of you My feet won't hit the ground I often ask myself When am I gonna learn?
I know you'll be content In the right line of employment CHORUS... I never held you You never hold me It's happening all over again I tried to tempt you You say I'm deluded When will this foolishness cease? I attempted to snare you with old fashioned manners But patience was never my thing. When I said you were special You know that I meant it Now I'm all over the shop.
Every time I see you I start choking I prefer to keep my eyes wide open Ballerina poses get you nowhere Patience is a virtue when you're near me I washed my hands of you My feet won't hit the ground I frequently ask myself When will I ever learn? CHORUS...
I know that you'll be fine. In the right line I know that you'll be fine, now that you're not mine
If you carry on like this you'll never make it
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 12:55:57 GMT -8
Acrobat (L. Wooller/P. Smith)
You've got to catch an early plane And it's no surprise I'm standing still. Another minute more is all I need And I'll never have enough. This room gets so cold in the winter What will it take to heat this house? I just want to feel comfortable... When there's only the two of us on my bed.. My foot nearly brushes your leg I can't draw it away; I can't push it forward It lies stranded. It belongs to someone else. We knew each other once This can't be what you want but... You didn't have to demolish me.
I don't remember losing sight of your needs.
I am not an acrobat... I cannot perform these tricks for you. Losing all my balance, falling from a wire meant for you.
The sky is often used as a metaphor And I suppose that's because it's so big and expansive. When a long strand of cloud sits just above the horizon leaving a strip of clear blue beneath it, it really becomes the panorama. Turning your head three hundred and sixty degrees, The same line follows you round if the land is sufficiently flat. Really, nothing can be compared to it.
I don't remember losing sight of your needs.
I am not an acrobat...
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Post by Robin on Jun 26, 2008 13:01:56 GMT -8
Kiss You Better (P. Smith)
I know the night has reached that stage again Where I never want to see my home, I know that you'll provide the brains But who'll provide the brawn? And if it comes down to me and him You know I'd kiss you better... I kept the message that you sent me
Bear with me If you're scared My beliefs Kept me bound
It's time that we compiled a list Of places where we shouldn't go Now is not the time to lose your voice Everyone should have a choice And if you should ever fall I'd kiss you better I keep the letters that you send me...
Close your eyes If you're scared Your beliefs Will make you drown
Are you so scared that you're just gonna let it happen?
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