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Sam Brown Album


43 Minutes (1993)
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Hello… come into my world…
I've been sitting here on my own,
for quite a while now
contemplating things, things that happened,
yesterday, and the day before,
and the day before.

Hello… come into my world…
You're welcome here, it's an open door,
but you're the only one,
'cos I feel you are a part of me
and it's warm in here, here by the fire,
and I was about to put some music on.

Hello… come into my world…
When I'm alone
I go walking round inside my brain
and sit amongst the memories
When I'm alone
I can pick up all the bits of broken love
and try to make the pieces fit
And all my sadness lives
deep in the bottom of my heart
It sleeps most times
but sometimes
I can hear it beat its wings
When I'm alone.

Hello… come into my world…

. . .


Into the night
With no fear of the dark
This soul made of light
Is safe in my heart
This child I hold dear
It sleeps in my bones
And will be born of no fear
'Cos fear has no home here

I've been scared of joy
And I've been scared of life
I've been scared of spiders
'Til I saw I'm alive
I've seen myself fumble
And I've seen myself fall
I've seen my arms open
And I've seen me stand tall

. . .


In the rain
I stand
Without you
In the rain
If you were here
I would touch your hand
And we would stand
Together
In the rain…

Well I'm soaked to the skin
And my hair
Is plastered down upon my face
In the rain
I cry
Oh why
Can't you be here with me
In the rain…

. . .


See the shadows, how they move across the room
and up above, always one step ahead of you…
but see the light
Do you see any light? Or do you just see spite?
In the distance, if I look I see the sun
Obliterating all the shadows, everyone
but it's a long climb,
through a sea of lies… into a stream of light.

There is a sun for me
It's from within
For all to see
How does it feel to be lost in life?
If I try
Then maybe I
Can find it here
Before I die
How does it feel to be lost in fear of life?
You're too scared to even try
It's called fear of life.

I know it can be hard to always speak the truth
more to myself than to you
and so I try to find the easy road
but it only goes to nowhere – and I have learned
that there is some prize that you and I can earn
if only bit by bit, it's worthwhile
from the sky down to the ground
I am all I know…
So I must know me well.

There is a sun for me
It's from within
For all to see
How does it feel to be lost in life?
If I try
Then maybe I
Can find it here
Before I die
How does it feel to be lost in fear of life?
You're too scared to even try
It's called fear of life.

. . .


It's five thirty a.m.
Laying here thinking again
The sun is so beatiful
Smiling pink in the sky
I'm wondering why
This doesn't happen all the time
But then maybe if it did
It wouldn't be so blinding
A deep light rose
But I know what I mean
It's something to be seen
Have you seen it?

It's five thirty a.m.
Laying here thinking again
That deep light rose
Pushing pink through my window
Rosy and light, but daytime's
not quite here
I hope I can sleep
I should knowing I can keep
This sun in my mind
I'll never go blind
With this memory
Of something to see.

. . .


To write down words is not enough,
still I can try to put across
the width and the depth of this ordinary thing,
it's called a name and that is love.
Though it's hard to believe it's an ordinary thing,
it's what our lives are made up of
and therefore it must be.

You are the mountain… and the stream
You are my world… you are my dream
You are the heart that's holding my heartbeat
You are my dream
You are the world, you are… to me.

We must all live day out day in,
we all must sleep, we all must breathe,
and all we can seek is a way of life
that is as much as we can hope to be.
Inspiration is here for all to know and see,
and it is this you give to me,
all that I can be.

You are the mountain… and the stream
You are my world… you are my dream
You are the heart that's holding my heartbeat
You are my dream
You are the world, you are…
to me.

. . .


See this evil in my eye
I refuse to deny it
It must be something you don't like
But I refuse to deny it.

It's only ever counterproductive
when you're nice a pie all of the time,
then you end up killing someone dead
become sugar sweet as ice cream
trying to hide it
I refuse to deny it

See this evil in my eye
I refuse to deny it
It must be something you don't like
But I refuse to deny it.

Good intentions do not create honesty,
forethought, calculation and acceptance of ability to sleaze,
I'm more at home with these,
with a handful of humility
and love thrown if for the balance please.
I refuse to deny it.

See this evil in my eye
I refuse to deny it
It must be something you don't like
But I refuse to deny it.

. . .


We were in a bar you and I,
the room was dull and brown just like the sky.
The clock went tick tock with its hands on my hands,
conversation was a farce,
we were off in cuckoo land.

Everybody knows
when you're wasting your time
it's your own
Does it matter though
it always has been that way
Any wind that blows
can change the face of things
as we know them
Everybody knows
Your time is your own
Your time is your own

The other day I slept for twenty-one hours,
the bedroom was light and filled with fragrant flowers.
My Subconscious needed to be left alone,
I took the time to take my time
and make myself at home.

Everybody knows
when you're wasting your time
it's your own
Does it matter though
it always has been that way
Any wind that blows
can change the face of things
as we know them
Everybody knows
Your time is your own
Your time is your own

. . .


Warm
at home
on this big old smelly sofa
that makes me feel like I'm five again
It's
the end
of the day
the hearth is ablaze
and I'm resting my weary brain

It's funny
there's a fire full of flames
and above it
in the centre
of the mantelpiece
is
one candle
dancing in the mirror
one candle
holds my gaze
there's a fire full of flames
but one candle
holds my gaze

It smiles
this room
and it's musty and it's rosy
and it's possible that I'll doze off quite soon
and so
to bed
up the wooden hill we go
and say goodnight until tomorrow…

. . .


You came down to see me
in your long white dress that angels wear.
I could see you and I could feel you,
I know you were there.
And I was driving a big car on my own in the dark,
and we were together, but it didn't last.
But you were real in the dream,
I know you were there to tell me you were alright,
you were real in the dream,
it's hard you know, this letting go…
it was all in a dream.

I knew you were leaving, you went into yourself,
and we all knew a sorrow like we'd never felt.
And there was pushing and shoving us, we tried to hold on.
But you slipped through our fingers and then you where gone

But you were real in the dream,
I know you were there to tell me you were alright,
you were real in the dream,
it's hard you know, this letting go.
It was all in a dream.

And what you left behind
has deep roots in my heart and in my mind.
The voice of love and life,
in my heart and in my mind.

. . .


Sleep like a baby
Sleep like a child in my arms,
sleep like a baby in my arms.

I want you to feel peace in mind,
I want you to dream of the happiest times of your life.
Turn away your darker side, just for tonight.

Sleep like a baby,
sleep like a child in my arms,
sleep like a baby in my arms…

Won't you let me take you back, to when you were young,
I'll make you feel sheltered, I'll make you feel warm.
Won't you let me take you back…
sleep…
sleep…
s l e e p ……
sleep like a baby…

Lay your head down here on my pillow,
lay down here by my side,
turn away your darker side…
just for tonight…

. . .


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