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Angel Milk (2005)
2005
1.
Don't Look Back (Angela McCluskey)
2.
Stop Running Away (Deborah Anderson)
3.
4.
Into Everything (Deborah Anderson)
5.
Love's Almighty (Angela McCluskey)
6.
7.
Brighton Beach (Angela McCluskey)
8.
Close (Deborah Anderson)
9.
Swamp (instrumental)
10.
Nothing's Burning (Angela McCluskey)
11.
12.
13.
14.
15.
. . .


feat. Angela McCluskey

Sit Still
And close your eyes
What's behind the other door
Oh, no more silence
Don't kill this thing we got called love
Just searching for the perfect drug

When love comes calling
Don't look back
When love comes calling
Don't look away

When love comes calling
Don't look back
When love comes calling
Don't look away

And I'm standing over here
Watching you over there
Smiling, happy, unaware
Oh, life is spinning round
You're going underground
Forgetting who we were
Let's try and keep it
Just one more day

When love comes calling
Don't look back
When love comes calling
Don't look away

When love comes calling
Don't look back
When love comes calling
Don't look away

You take your love
And throw it all around
Like it's nothing special
Just a sound

Let me say one more thing
I don't think you realize
That a day is like a year sometime

When love comes calling
Don't look back
When love comes calling
Don't look away

When love comes calling
Don't look back
When love comes calling
Don't look away

When love comes calling
Don't look back
When love comes calling
Don't look away

When love comes calling
Don't look back
When love comes calling

. . .


feat. Deborah Anderson

We're all searching
Time's unfolding
Trying to fill
Our lives with meaning
Still we're learning
How to breathe amongst
The pain and suffering
When all we need
Is peace of mind

Stop running away

Beliefs are changing
Still we're paying
Power holding back the people


. . .



And I'm not sure what this is all about,
As we watch the waves crashing in and out,
And only they know what we've found
And it almost feels like day time now

Somehow we gonna make it through
I'll break every single rule for you
Well I'll try to least anyway

We decided to turn our world around,
We can drive away from this loser town
Have to escape or go insane,
A thousand miles an hour through the rain.

And we're not sure if we even know
Just where we are or where we're gonna go
But we're not afraid, not tonight

. . .


feat. Deborah Anderson

Open your world into everything

Subtle ripples forming closer
Touching me, I can't escape
Foolishly I think I'm stronger
Then a kiss, now it's too late

Fully ripened I am falling
Into your hands
For you to taste
I'm like a child, my eyes are open
Ambushed by your pretty face

Is it possible to love you
Or will this soon be washed away
By a single drop of water

. . .


feat. Angela McCluskey

I just held on and hoped you'd find
The nowhere else you'd find my kind
Dear John, oh yes I did all I could
To make it be like the wallflower who never could
And I admit I wasn't pure, dear John
When I try so hard to make you sure
Life without you is not a cure
Dear John

And my unsung hero lies beneath
The rooftops made of gold
He's telling me I should jump
He'll be there when I fall
So I step back, pretend I'm shocked
Really I always knew
This would happen to me and you, dear John
I just held on and hoped you'd find
The nowhere else you'd find my kind
Dear John

. . .



Spending our days translucent, in and out of everything
Hanging out with strangers that's the way that we begin
Staring at the sun, thinking it's the moon,
A tiny indication it's gonna happen soon.
But not like you expect these silhouettes are getting closer
They bring you what you need never what you hope for.
I guess by now they shoulda told ya
I guess by now they're getting closer.

There's so many things I just don't wanna say,
Like have you got the stuff I need a good day
There's so many things I just don't wanna do
But your way is my way so walk on through
Did you get the letter, the one I never sent ya
I'm all alone on my own misadventure, seeking something
That I don't wanna find, cos if I do there's no rewind.

Spraying our names on the trains in silver and black
Then I make my way back across the tracks
I can always find you wherever you are
There's fire in your eyes in the miracle park
I'm on the very last train to wherever, reckon that
I'll see you sometime like never, not even in
My wildest did I think that it would go like this,
Moving through the air, crazy kinda poet kid

I owe you this I say to myself

. . .


feat. Angela McCluskey

We were just half friends
Occupying the light
Sometimes Brighton Beach
Sometimes half awake
I thought we shared this song
Till I heard you give the line
To another girl with a sparkle in her eyes

Why can't you go find yourself
And make me want to know you
Why can't you go find yourself
And make me want to show you

Oh, I listen to your stories
I smile when you take a break
But the dark is working overtime
Can you just see me melt
What are we thinking here
Pretending we're so close
Think we're something special

. . .


feat. Deborah Anderson

I don't put a smile upon your face no more
I can't make your heart shine like it did before
You don't listen to my stories anymore
You can't comfort me the way you did before

Was I too loud, was I too bad
Was I too open
Was I too high, was I too fast
Was I too close

I don't feel your lips like the first kiss
I'd rather run away than sit to face the truth

Was I too proud, was I too hopeful
Was I too needing
Was I too crazy, was I too long
Was I too giving

No matter how far, no matter how long

. . .

Swamp (instrumental)

[No lyrics]

. . .


feat. Angela McCluskey

I did it today, I made myself say
And I take back my tears, my sight, my love
No more does your magic work
On my heart
No more will your words ever tear me apart

I know now for certain
Nothing's burning anymore

And I came strolling alone
Like your perfect girl in your perfect song
You'll forget who fixed you, in a little while

I know for certain
There's nothing burning anymore
I know now forever

. . .



This is the time I hate.
Still, and quiet. Watching,
Waiting for them to make their move at night.
Waiting for them to make their attack.
Will they come, or won't they?
One really never knows until it's actually happened.

. . .



N°10, Nowhere road, I'm on the phone to candy,
Saying how much I love the Pogues
I'm drowning in your dreams being filmed in Super Eight
I don't know what it means but I know it's too late
I smoke the chalice in Wonderland with Alice,
Ain't trying to be the baddest, ain't trying to kick no habits,
Giant white rabbits in tall hats got my back
Ain't nothing strange, life's like that.
I'm in a room full of one-eyed rhinos, albino ones singing
German songs like Hino, but what do I know, I don't know
Anything, I'm just here man waiting for you to let me in.
I ain't hesitated for a week now,
I'm feeling weak now, feeling like a freak now,
I creep everywhere I go
I keep my eyes closed when I'm crossing the road.

I got Hollywood on my toothpaste, makes my teeth taste
All neon like, kinda like Bowie singing changes
I can't pay the rent I'm no good with strangers
I take the underground to get across town
“Chauffeur” driven jag ok what the hell
Sitting in the back with my speak and spell
You've got me, you're driving me insane, in the middle
Of the night screaming out your name
It was a game to you never a game to me
Now you're waiting to see what I'll do next, but like a reflex
I already know everything you said
Last night was just another test, just another way
For you to mess with my head

So this is obsession, this lesson you're keeping me guessing

. . .



I'm looking at the people
Walking up and down
Going left and right
And then turn around
She's reaching out to touch me
Struggling to breathe
As I feel her she falls into her dreams

. . .



From here on to the end
You're on your own

. . .



I fly every morning for at least fifteen minutes or so
Sometimes I don't wanna go,
but she always says: "Hey, don't be so lazy, fly,
You know you always feel better when you fly."
And she's right, she's always right,
I always feel better after I fly

. . .


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