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I saw you turn away
03:13
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I saw you turn away
I saw you turn your head away
Was it something that I said
There must be something better to do
Than sit and sink into the blue
My life is leaking into space
Because in my dreams I don’t see your face
I saw you turn your head away
Was it something that I said
It seems I have to go down there
To come back with a spark of life
I have to keep going deep down there
To bring back something just to stay alive
I saw you turn your head away
Was it something that I said
A touch a sight a beam of light
A jewel that shimmers in the night
A flame to keep my heart alight
A journey to the end of the night
I saw you turn your head away
Was it something that I said
Or something that I didn’t say
That made you look the other way
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2. |
Were you waiting
02:17
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Were you waiting
Were you waiting for a clear day
To light you on your way
A clear line
A rising sign
Were you waiting till we were ready
Till we were all rock steady
Around the bed
Where you lay your head
Were you waiting till we’d cut the crap
Nerves steeled tight and not to snap
For the day
You went on your way
Waiting for heaven to stoop to earth
And celebrate your brand new birth
With fire and rockets and the heart of light
Exploding across our blinded sight
Waiting for an empty sky
Now you’ve got bigger fish to fry
And leave us stuck to this planet skin
With no way out and no way in
To the land beyond all grief and pain
Where you’re waiting
To hold us all again
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3. |
Billy Zoom
03:36
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Billy Zoom
I saw a photo of Billy Zoom
There in a book I was leafing through
I bought a card with a black flower
There in the shop I was browsing through
A guy with a guitar it was Billy Zoom
A card with a flower that had no name
Yes it was it was Billy Zoom I never thought I would be faced with him
I was surprised so what are these tears doing in my eyes
Yes it was it was Billy Zoom wearing a smile from 1981
It took me back, back to those years I thought were dead and gone
I saw a photo of Billy Zoom
There in a book I was leafing through
I bought a card with a black flower
There in the shop I was browsing through
Just a guy with a guitar it was really him
Just a black flower that has no name
Yes it was it was Billy Zoom I never thought I would be faced with him
I was surprised so what are these tears doing in my eyes
Yes it was it was Billy Zoom Wearing a smile from 1981
It took me back, back to those years I thought were dead and gone
Wearing a jacket like the one you wore
When you were best man and you stole the show
I didn’t care I was so proud for them to know you
La la la la la lalalala la
I saw a photo, I bought a flower
I saw a photo of Billy Zoom
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4. |
No trace of you
04:12
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No trace of you
In the wind stirring the acacias making the birch leaves flash in the mountains blue green stretched flat on the cellophane sky pressing against palms in the slatted shadows ribbing the trunks in this bell which tolls and voices under the pines kids whooping yelling
There’s no trace no connection to you
In this alien language on my tongue in my head people call talk about it all this noise on the street roar of engines on the road to the city to the beach this stretch of sea heaving its hide its mermaid hiss its white sine wave this rocking blue liquid we play in the golden dust that covers us in this suit of sun and the wide wide screen where the city preens its cathedrals and designer dreams under thirsty mountains torn from the sky’s rim
In all this careless beauty
There’s no trace of you
In all this casual beauty dropped from the sky
There’s no trace of you
And I feel like I’m planets away
Light years distant from that day
In these dusty highrise rooftops terraces cranes faded ochre balconies tatty awnings plastic chairs and the sunblasted basketball court the drooping planes the desert street the shut-up fairground the figures lolling on benches hunched over low walls spitting pipas chewing the fat staring into space abuelitos chavales scuffing up grit young rangy arab guys and the venezuelan girl with her tacky t-shirt sun-flattened faded and tired dazzled by the 40 degrees and the grinding light stoking down its fires towards evening
In all this careless beauty
There’s no trace of you
No trace of your footsteps your passage your black boots your charity shop style no comment of yours hangs on any streetcorner or trails round any shop window any view from any flat no whisper of your voice or your guitar at any party here in any place and no irony rings in any square where we ever sat and drank beer in the cool heat of the evening
No trace of you drifts across these streets marooned in implacable sun
No trace of you
And I feel like I’m planets away
Light years distant from that day
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5. |
One more time
05:17
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One more time
Wish I’d seen you one more time before you went
Wish I’d talked to you one more time
Wish I’d laughed with you one more evening spent
Together one more time
Wish I’d phoned you one more time to hear you speak
Wish we’d spoken one more time
I wish that time that my lips had brushed your cheek
Together one more time
One more time one more time before you go
Just give me one more time
One more time one more time before you say goodbye
Just give me one more time
Wish I’d kissed you one more time before you went
Wish I’d touched you one more time
Wish I’d looked into your eyes one more moment spent
Together one more time
Wish I could hold you in my arms just one more time
Wish I could keep you from all harm
Wish I’d told you that I loved you just one time
Wish I’d let myself be kind
I wish I’d known
That there would be no more time
Together no more time
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6. |
London Fields
03:49
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London Fields
I went walking in London Fields and Death walked by my side
He said I am stronger than any man no matter what his pride
When I asked him why his hand fell that day answer he gave me none
There was nothing left but to fly away for now the deed was done
I went walking in London Fields and Life she spoke to me
And she said how sweet it was to live and walk so fine and free
But there’s no going back from the other side no matter who you are
There was nothing left but to follow the tide now that you had gone that far
I went walking in London Fields and Death walked by my side
Saying no one chooses their time to die and there’s no place they can hide
When my hand it falls then your time has come and all must me obey
I left him there with tears in my eyes and I went on my way
I went walking in London Fields and Life she spoke to me
Saying I am the queen of all our dreams without me nothing can be
Death is my shadow, that much is true the price that we must pay
So while you have your time on you make sure you live your way
I went walking in London Fields and I walked on my own
With no god who watches our life on earth we’re free to act alone
In the end there’s only ourselves who’ll judge how well or not we’ve lived
When you’re gone it’s true you get the love that you’ve seen fit to give
I went walking in London Fields and watched the children play
It was life that gave my brother to me and death took him that day
When he went the people he loved were left to suffer and cry in pain
But his passing gave us a greater gift because it’s love that still remains
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Out of your darkest nights
In the bedroom with your visions of past lives and deaths
In the spectral city with your all-night fears
Lying awake while the hours strip you away
Getting to know the shapes that death can take
Death can take
Chorus
Out of your darkest nights
That’s where the dawn is born
Out of your darkest nights
That’s where it’s born
On the campsite with your heart bursting into flame
Buried in the fields while planes rip up the sky
Hard on the pavement with your heart pounding fast
Waiting for the light praying for the light to come
The light to come
Chorus
Oh remembering and knowing what you’ve lost
Oh imagining not knowing what you’ve missed
Oh descending touching the depths of the well
Oh rending crashing and rising from that hell
That place you know so well on this earth
Till the birth of the dawn takes you away
You wake at four in a space that’s steeped in silence
Shadows thickly webbed around your room
Shivering in the dark though it’s not cold
Burning in your chest the question why
The question why
Chorus
Hold on it’s coming
Hold on it's coming your way
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8. |
Driving south
04:36
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Driving south
Driving south / We’re driving south
Down to the beach / We’re driving south
The wind in your hair / Sun on the road
Cruising through the mountains / With the sea by our side
Leave the city behind us / With everything it means
We’re driving south
Sand and salt on your lips / Denim next to your skin
The sun in your hair / Beer and wine in my head
And no-one’s gonna tell me / The girls aren’t gorgeous
With all their skin on show
Driving south, we’re driving south
Long slow afternoon / The sun through the blinds
The taste of salt on your skin / Smell of sun in your hair
And no one’s gonna tell me / That you’re not gorgeous
With all your skin on show
Driving south, we’re driving south
Laughing on the beach / Playing in the waves
Drinking at the bar / The sunset in your eyes
And no one’s gonna tell me / That you’re not gorgeous
With all your skin on show
Driving south, we’re driving south
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9. |
Now that you're gone
04:55
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Now that you’re gone
Now that you’re gone / now it’s been too long
Because there’s nothing left / but this emptiness
And I feel I’m struck dumb / nothing left to say
Just a hole in my heart / where you used to be
Now you’re not there / now it’s more than a year
Now you’ve gone so far / I miss you more than before
And I feel like I’m deaf / to those cries in the night
Just a darkness is left / just a quiet in my heart
This book that you gave me / I haven’t read it still
And now that you’ve left me / I know I never will
And I’ve got no taste / for the sun and its pleasures
Because the day that you left / was this kind of weather
This t-shirt I gave you / now I’ve got it on
I know it won’t save me / now that everything’s wrong
And I feel I’ve lost sight / of that beautiful land
And its light that I caught / I let slip from my hands
Show me the way / to get back that dream
Show me the way / that you went home
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10. |
Lay down your darkness
03:00
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Lay down your darkness
Lay down your darkness lay it down
Lay down your pain lay it down
Lay down your suffering lay it down
Cause it’s not serving you now
I know you’ve suffered and you’re suffering again
But I’m not the one who’s causing you this pain
It’s like a shield between you and me
When I want you just to be
With me
Lay down……..
Lay down your darkness when you come to my door
Lay down your pain cause you don’t need it any more
Lay down your armour lay down your arms
Cause you don’t need them when you come
To my tender arms
I’ve seen it happen and I understand
But now you’re burying your head in the sand
I’m not the one who’s doing you this harm
So unveil your beauty
Unveil all your charm
Lay down your darkness lay it down
Lay down your pain lay it down
Lay down your suffering lay it down
I demand you lay it down
Cause it’s not serving you now
It’s just not serving you now
It’s just standing in your light
No need to run no need to fight
No need to keep your body wound up tight
So lay down your darkness and let’s be beautiful
Tonight
Let’s be beautiful
Let’s be beautiful together
Together tonight
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Steve Bruce Roberts Barcelona, Spain
anglo singer-songwriter living in sant boi, near barcelona.
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