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Upon a secret journey I met a holy man His blindness was his wisdom I'm such a lonely man And as the world was turning It rolled itself in pain This does not seem to touch you He pointed to the rain You will see light in the darkness You will make some sense of this And when you've made your secret journey You will find the love you miss And on the days that followed I listened to his words I strained to understand him I chased his thoughts like birds You will see light in the darkness You will make some sense of this And when you've made your secret journey You will find the love you miss You will see light in the darkness You will make some sense of this You will see joy in this sadness You will find this love you miss And when you've made your secret journey You will be a holy manA Sermon
When you reach number ten And think the struggle ends But it ain't the end It's only a trend You have to unbend 'Cause it's only a trend Don't lose all your friends Don't make heroes end When you reach number eight it ain't no pearly gate 'Cause it won't satiate your growing appetite You can ply your trade and push your crusade Emancipate or indoctrinate, but the Traps are all laid for and honest crusade Your old values will fade as you struggle to make the grade As you struggle to make the grade (As you struggle to make the grade) (You needn't bother) When you hit number four you're almost through the door But there's a whole lot more you just can't ignore The telephone's sure, you know the score But don't let this uproar dissipate your encore It's written in the news how you paid your dues But you've no excuse for the people you abuse When you reach number one you can beat your drum You can sack your roadies in Birmingham When your record is platinum, you can stick it to the bath, To the wall like you've always planned It's written in the news how you paid your dues But you've no excuse for the people you abuseShadows In The Rain
Woke up in my clothes again this morning Don't know exactly where I am And I should heed my doctor's warning He does the best with me he can He claims I suffer from delusions Yet I'm so confident I'm sane It can't be no optical illusion So how can you explain Shadows in the rain And if you see us on the corner And we're dancing in the rain I join my friends there when I see them Outside my window pane Shadows in the rain Shadows in the rain Shadows in the rain Shadows in the rain Woke up in my clothes again this morning Don't know exactly where I am I should heed my doctor's warning He does the best with me he can Shadows in the rain Shadows in the rain Shadows in the rain Shadows in the rainShambell
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Well someone told me yesterday That when you throw your love away You act as if you don't care You look as if you're going somewhere But I just can't convince myself I couldn't live with no one else And I can only play that part And sit and nurse my broken heart So lonely So lonely So lonely So lonely Now no one's knocked upon my door For a thousand years or more All made up and nowhere to go Welcome to this one man show Just take a seat they're always free No surprise no mystery In this theatre that I call my soul I always play the starring role So lonely So lonely So lonely So lonely Lonely, I'm so lonely I feel so alone I feel low I feel so Feel so low I feel low, low I feel low, low, low I feel low, low, low I feel low, low, low I feel low, low, low I feel low, low, low Low, I feel low I feel low I feel low I feel so lonely I feel so lonely I feel so lonely, lonely, lonely, lone Lonely, lone I feel so alone, yeah So lonelySomeone To Talk To
Though it's me that's on fire not this cigarette And what do I care if she leaves me alone If I need somebody I'll pick up the phone I'll put on my good face, clean up the flat I'm starting all over, good bye to all that Put on some music and pour out a drink I'll go back to bed and I'll try not to think Someone to talk to She was a person I just couldn't see And I tried to make her what she couldn't be I tried and I tried, but of course in the end I drove her crazy and right 'round the bend Now it's too much to just sit here and cry I can't be seen with a tear in my eye Why am I standing right next to the phone When I kept on saying I must be alone Someone to talk to I love you, why didn't I say that before I guess that it's safe now, she's walked through the door It's hard when you know that you've got to go on Feeling so weak and pretending your strong I didn't see her, I only felt me And one day I'll learn just which part of me bleeds Now that she's gone I know she was great But I fucked it up and now it's too late Someone to talk to..........Spirits In The Material World
There is no political solution To our troubled evolution Have no faith in constitution There is no bloody revolution We are spirits in the material world Our so-called leaders speak With words they try to jail you The subjugate the meek But it's the rhetoric of failure We are spirits in the material world Where does the answer lie? Living from day to day If it's something we can't buy There must be another way We are spirits in the material world Are spirits in the material worldSynchronicity I
With one breath, with one flow You will know Synchronicity A sleep trance, a dream dance, A shared romance, Synchronicity A connecting principle, Linked to the invisible Almost imperceptible Something inexpressible. Science insusceptible Logic so inflexible Causally connectible Yet nothing is invincible. If we share this nightmare Then we can dream Spiritus mundi. If you act, as you think, The missing link, Synchronicity. We know you, they know me Extrasensory Synchronicity. A star fall, a phone call, It joins all, Synchronicity. It's so deep, it's so wide Your inside Synchronicity. Effect without a cause Sub-atomic laws, scientific pause SynchronicitySynchronicity II
Another suburban family morning. Grandmother screaming at the wall. We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all. Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration, But we know all her suicides are fake. Daddy only stares into the distance There's only so much more that he can take. Many miles away something crawls from the slime At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake. Another industrial ugly morning The factory belches filth into the sky. He walks unhindered through the picket lines today, He doesn't think to wonder why. The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street, But all he ever thinks to do is watch. And every single meeting with his so-called superior Is a humiliating kick in the crotch. Many miles away something crawls to the surface Of a dark Scottish lake. Another working day has ended. Only the rush hour hell to face. Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes. Contestants in a suicidal race. Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance, He knows that something somewhere has to break. He sees the family home now looming in the headlights, the pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache. Many miles away there's a shadow on the door Of a cottage on the shore Of a dark Scottish lake...............