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This is a call
A call to all
It goes out to those
Who've been bad
And I should know
Because I've been
Maybe once a
Week on Mondays
You should've seen
She doubles up and
Comes back Sundays
And she will come
Into your heart
It goes on and on
And on
Here it comes
Here comes my
Day in the sun
Here it comes
Here comes my
Time in the sun
This is the day
This is the time
To stare at the
Skies in wonder
We live a lie
You'll never find
Never in a month
Of Sundays
You should've
Seen what
I've seen, he
Doubles up
And comes
Back Mondays
And he will
Come into your
Heart, it goes on
And on and on
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Walk inside, gets noticed
Fears conspire, they won't go away
And I know, and I see, you'll be breaking hearts again
You break me gently
Break me gently
Break me gently
Break my fall in vain
Pain won't go, rest in peace
And I look, and I see, you could be breaking souls again
And I see me, break me gently
Break me gently
Break me gently
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Drive with me
Do the things you wont believe
Drive with me
Past the city and down to sea
Crushing Dreams
Leave me be, I cannot sleep
Drown with me
Past the city, down to sea
Rush of dream
Leave in peace, let me be
oh, it's the pain
It's ingrained in me
oh, soothe my pain
It's ingrained in me
Drive with me
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Belly up in a sea of love
Drowning's good in a sea of funk
Drowning's good in a cedar love
I'll keep you there, I'll keep you there
So long...
So long...
City lights come back in June
Seems the sun has gone too soon
Miles away from anywhere
Feels so warm in the southern air
So long...
So long...
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Trying to make some sense of the
days
Now that they're all good
Every little thing that they'd say
Well you know they could
She lies to console
For she cries for a lost soul
You
You know we're gone
We're all so lost, lost
Said I couldnt get out of bed
Is that the law
Every little thing that I said
You just cant ignore
She lies to console
For she cries for a lost soul
You
You know we're gone
Cuz we're all so lost
You
You know its gone, gone
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls
(she cries for, she cries for)
Lost souls
(she cries for the lost souls)
Lost souls
(we're waiting, the lost souls)
Lost souls
(this is for the lost souls)
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She stops out till morning
She hangs out at fairgrounds
Moving to a new sound
Waiting to forget the past
Chorus
A melody calls
Loops around, a setting sun
Time to lose herself again
A melody calls
A setting sun, a melody calls
Time to lose myself again
The words don't come so easy
She can't say what's inside
The sounds they do speak for me
The sounds remain forever
Stays with her till morning time
Chorus x2
A melody calls...
A melody calls...
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Every day it comes to this
Catch the things you might have missed
You say, get back to yesterday
I ain't ever going back
Back to the place that I can't stand
But I miss the way you lie
I'm always misunderstood
Pulled apart and ripped in two
But I miss the way you lie
Catch the sun, before it's gone
Here it comes, up in smoke and gone
Catch the sun, it never comes
Cry in the sand, lost in the fire
I never really understood
Why I didn't feel so good
But I miss the way you lie
I've always been up and down
Never wanted to hit the ground
But I miss the way you lie
Catch the sun, before it's gone
Here it comes, up in smoke and gone
Catch the sun, it never comes
Cry in the sand, lost in the fire
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Get out of bed, pick up the phone, time to tell the press
Say to myself, I cant do no one else, there's a whole world outside
I'm gonna tell it all, I'm gonna sell it all, I'm gonna sell
Get out of bed, come out and sing, blue skies ahead, the man who told everything
And I feel, like I'm losing my head, I didn't mean to stay
Lives have wrecked and I've picked up my cheque, catch a plane out of here
I'm gonna get out of here, I'm gonna get out of here, I'm gonna sell
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Stars leave the morning
Sleep clouds my view
Don't let them come round here
And call to you
I didn't notice
It's a crime too few
I didn't know it's
It's a crime to feel
And I tried to sleep alone
But I couldn't do it
You could be sitting next to me
And I wouldn't know it
If I told you you were wrong
I don't remember saying
I don't remember saying
I don't remember saying
I'll be a shadow
In the cedar room
And leave just a memory
Alone with you
I didn't see that
It's a call too soon
I couldn't see that
It's a call to you
And I tried to sleep alone
But I couldn't do it
You could be sitting next to me
And I wouldn't know it
If I told you you were wrong
I don't remember saying
I don't remember saying
I don't remember saying
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it was a day like this and my house burnt down
and the walls were thin and they crashed to the ground
it was a day like this and my life unwound
you could've struck me a line and that's okay now
we could always put it together again
you could've told me a lie, and a lie so thin, so thin
now everything's clear
day after day and the life goes on
and I try to see the good in everyone
if I ever find myself here again
I'll give everything
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Bad snow freeze my throat
And numbs my soul
Eats me whole to pick me up
That's where you know
Free to go
You call the Jones
Makes me old before I'm old
It's all you love
Deep inside I know you love
The less the I seem to know you love
Bad snow numbs my throat
And leaves me dry leaves me dry
Leaves me barely whole
Down to the wire
Rock gone cold
You caught a cold
Like so many times before its all you
love
Deep inside I go you love
The less the I seem to know you love
Here now, deep inside I go
Here now
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On the day the bailiffs came
Took the keys away, took their home
away
And honestly, they feel the shame
They couldn't forsee it, they couldn't
believe it
And in the hills, looked over fields
It's such a secret, and who would
believe it
It's a great day for the valleys
It's a great day for them all
She takes her time, sings all alone
No-one believed her
She made the tea, left all the keys
She's such a seeker, and no-one
believed her
It's a great day for the valleys
It's a great day for them all
It's a great day, it's a new day
For them all
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