Sundays--Static and Silence

SUMMERTIME

Do some people wind up with the one that they adore
in a heart-shaped hotel room it's what a heart is for
the bubble floats so madly will it stay sky-high?
Hello partner, kiss your name bye-bye

ooh sometimes...

romantic piscean seeks angel in disguise
chinese-speaking girlfriend big brown eyes
liverpudlian lady, sophisticated male
hello partner, tell me love can't fail

and it's you and me in the summertime
we'll be hand in hand down in the park
with a squeeze and a sigh and that twinkle in your eye
and all the sunshine banishes the dark

do some people wind up with the one that they abhor
in a distant hell-hole room, the third world war
but all I see is films where colourless despair
meant angry young men with immaculate hair

ooh sometimes...

Get up a voice inside says there's no time for looking down
only a pound a word and you're talking to the town
but how do you coin the phrase though that will set your soul apart
just to touch a lonely heart

and it's you and me in the summertime
we'll be hand down in the park
with a squeeze and a sigh and that twinkle in your eye
and all the sunshine banishes the dark

and it's you I need in the summertime
as I turn my white skin red
two peas from the same pod yes we are
or have I read too much fiction?
Is this how it happens?

How does it happen?
How does it happen?
How does it happen?
Is this how it happens?

Now, right now


HOMEWARD

You’ve stolen my heart 
and I want you to remember
now what’ll I do?
living alone

you’ve stolen my heart 
and it hurts me to remember 
now where’ll I go to?
living alone

and a butterfly in the wind is drifting like I do
it’s dumb - I know what I want to say
but I can’t even take one breath

as night falls I hear voices on the radio
(ooh) I’ll follow their dreams
& wake up alone

and a butterfly in the wind is drifting like I do
it’s dumb - I know what I want to say
but I can’t even take one breath
so now still burning silently away
a storm
without the thunder
(ooh)


FOLK SONG

summer sky and a throat bone dry
and the fields are all gold

dusty lane with a song in my brain
and it stoned me to my soul

I climb high move towards the fire
blaze sun

silver trees and a whispering breeze
are my sight and my sound

the thought of heaven couldn’t drag me from the path
when I’m wandering here alone

I climb higher move towards the fire
so blaze sun

watch until it dies slow falling from the sky
pale fading sun
(ooh)


SHE

she’s all weak and her heart beats so
she can’t speak with the lights so low

just to be one of a crowd
feet scuttling across the floor
spinning lights round and round
it’s adolescent war

she craves noise and the music blares
girl calls to a boy (& my heart is true, oh to you)
he just stands and stares

just to be one of a crowd 
feet scuttling across the floor 
spinning lights round and round
and it’s adolescent war
shoes grind kick like crazy
and arms tangling up with hair
shaking them up and down again
and hearts pounding everywhere

she slows down
has the music gone
or has she stayed too long?


WHEN I'M THINKING ABOUT YOU

over the rooftops a plane in the sky
beat of a bass drum cars passing me by
under a bridge dark then back into light
a river of raincoats and a forest of faces

still for a moment then red into green
slow shuffling shoes whisper sight unseen
row upon row of houses return an empty stare
let the daydream for a little while longer

hope I’ll never wake 
when I’m thinking about you
(yeah) hope I’ll never wake
cos now I’m thinking about you

two-minute hailstorm then melts into rain
(oh) sing me a rainbow it’s sunny again
swallows overhead while the traffic snarls below
could I (could I) keep dreaming for a little while longer

hope I’ll never wake 
when I’m thinking about you
so that you know - I never want to wake
cos now I’m thinking about you

when you’re searching your soul
when you’re searching for pleasure
how often pain is all you find
but when you’re coasting along and nobody’s trying 
too hard
you can turn around and like where you are

(Yeah and) I hope I never wake 
when I’m thinking about you
and I close my eyes (yes) 
now I’ll never never wake
why should I stop thinking about you


I CAN'T WAIT

lying awake dead of night and eyes that never close
flowers decay - a still life calls for a change

I can’t wait
forever

I can’t wait
forever

miles away dead of night and it’s quiet as the grave
when there’s more in your head than you find in your life
calls for a change

I can’t wait 
forever

and the days and the hours and the years keep turning in my
mind
I’ve been waiting forever


ANOTHER FLAVOUR

fashion - the timing’s all wrong
they taste another flavour 
and pretty soon you’re gone
fashion - this time it’s too late
you knew you’d have to pay for this one day
he loves me now - he loves me not-
he loves me once again
usual story
another surprise
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

fashion - this time it’s alright
they tickle you with a feather
they tell you you’re sublime
turn on - to each their own
usual story
another surprise
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)

fashion - the timing was wrong
your friends are fair weather
you knew it all along
turn on - to each their own
it’s doing my mind in
another surprise
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah...)

don’t let them black you out for the evening
sad-happy sufferer no no no
don’t let them crack you
try not to feel it
as long as they’re watching your show
this time


LEAVE THIS CITY

gone forever 
the writing on the wall
they’ve boarded-up the cinema 
strawberry dreams and the dust-filled beams
shut down in a modern town

see you walking 
see you talking

recollection
on streets you used to know
forgotten pleasure smoulder
images fade but the town won’t let them go

sleepwalking 
see you talking

feel the city inside you
(ooh) leave this city behind you

drive wherever
the roads will take you to
down beside a river frozen brown
January days and their scarecrow trees
so cold - feel your ears burn

see you walking
see you talking

feel the city inside you
(ooh) leave this city behind you

past and present
they converge on every side
the wires all get tangled
when now and then collide
bittersweet taste of a time and another place before

sleep walking
see you talking

feel the city inside you
(ooh) feel this city define you 
(yeah) leave this city behind you


YOUR EYES

you ask me why I’ll tell you then 
two worlds collide we bury them
we’re far too drunk to see these things as they are

you painted me and I sat quite still
a tiny room in Notting Hill
it was far too dark to look at things as they are

I’ve seen the light vanish out of your eyes 
(aah oh no, from your eyes, aah oh)
so goodbye

you tell me now I’m young and wild 
you spare the rod and you spoil the child
I’d love to stay but I think I’m off to Japan
anyway

I’ve seen the light vanish out of your eyes
(aah oh no, from your eyes, aah oh)
so goodbye
(from your eyes, aah oh no, where has it gone?)
your eyes have lost their shine
(oh...)


CRY

and I’m standing on a platform
now I’m staring from a train
and all the trees roll back beside but I’m so oblivious
to the dark to the light
it’s all the same

you gave me so much
and now it’s of the earth
and it makes me cry
(it makes me cry, it makes me cry)
it can make me cry

and you’re standing here beside me
in a picture in a frame
and your voice could never fade it’s so familiar
things you said in my head
every day

you gave me so much
and now it’s of the earth
and it makes me cry
(it makes me cry, it makes me cry)
and it can make me cry

you’re with me so much
though your never with me anymore
and it makes me cry 
(it makes me cry, it makes me cry)
it can make me cry
(oh it makes me cry, it makes me cry) 
(yeah it makes me cry, it can make me cry)


MONOCHROME

it’s 4 in the morning July in ‘69
me and my sister
we crept down like shadows
they’re bringing the moon right down
to our sitting room
static and silence 
and a monochrome vision

they’re dancing around
slow puppets silver ground
and the world is watching with joy
we hear a voice from above
and it’s history
and we stayed awake
all night

and something is said and the whole room laughs aloud
me and my sister
looking on like shadows
the end of an age as we watched them walk in a glow
lost in space
but I don’t know where it is

they’re dancing around 
slow puppets silver ground
and the stars and stripes in the sand
we hear a voice from above
and it’s history
and we stayed awake
all night

they’re dancing around 
it sends a shiver down my spine
and I run to look in the sky and 
I half expect to hear them asking to come down
(oh) will they fly or will they fall?
to be excited
by a long late night