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No Way Out But Through
02:31
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It's easy now to picture you
But wanting won't make wishing true
I've changed a lot to stay the same
Found a part, lost my way
Cars are crashing, world keeps turning
Just the same, it's just the same
Mothers calling, children stalling
Just the same, it's just the same
The Autumn fields are burning now
I see them throw a dying shadow
But where you were there's just a space
A gift you gave, a photograph, a face
It's easier, to think about
Than bury you
There's no way out but through
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2. |
Lovers Lane
03:27
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Do you think these shy old lyrics are a lie
Well if you don't believe me then don't believe me
But nearly almost every time
That look of a girl's can quite unnerve me
'cause the pursuit is sweet but the rejection's killing
If the spirit is weak but the body is willing
Immerse yourself in me she said
Well an idea like that can go to your head
You will be mine completely mine
Well it's the size of the task that gives me stage fright
'cause the pursuit is sweet but the rejection's killing
When the spirit is weak but the flesh is willing
Unfolding flowers show themselves
But I'm more than willing to stay on the shelf
Where every crease can tell a tale
I'm my own best judge and I won't give me bail
'cause the pursuit is sweet but the rejection's killing
When the spirit is weak but the body is willing
I know
Take me down to lovers lane
I won't ever say those words again
'cause the pursuit is sweet but the rejection's killing
When the spirit is weak but the body is willing
I know I won't
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3. |
Bridge Sister
04:06
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Wrapped in flowers, an earthly twist
Though she dresses for nobody but herself now
Painted red, lips I have kissed that now I miss
One of the more things that won't come again
And if I dropped this madness she wouldn't see
Gone are the days when I could hold her
And if I spoke a kind word she wouldn't hear
For she was born to disappear and
There is a crossing for every stream
She's throwing herself down
A bed of water wraps itself around her
She's throwing herself down, sister daughter
Leaving us to drown in her
And if I could I'd catch her, but what's the use
Gone are the days when I could hold her
And if she saw the future she must have guessed
There's only silence for the rest of us and
There is a willow beyond my reach
She's throwing herself down, too much of water
Wrap your thoughts around me
Throwing herself down, sister daughter
Leaving me to drown here
A garland for the bride I never married
Wishing us goodnight
Ladies goodnight, sweet ladies goodnight
Dear ladies goodnight, ladies goodnight
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4. |
London's Burning
02:47
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London's gonna burn, read your papers
Suppose you live and learn, to expect as much
I feel it in my bones, I'm getting older
With nothing much to show, but a world of doubts
But I have loved you
And I still do
Got yourself a child, found the father
Gave the first away, and it became your cross
And though I've never killed, I know the feeling
Suppose you live and learn to accept the loss
But I have loved you
And I still do
I loved you
And I still do
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Cynara
05:03
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Last night, ah yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
Your shadow fell, your breathe was shed, Cynara
Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine, I bowed my head
And I was desolate, desolate and sick
Desolate and sick of an old passion
I have been faithful to you, Cynara. In my fashion
All night upon my heart I felt her warm heart beat
Night long within my arms in love and sleep she lay, Cynara
Surely the kisses of her bought red mouth was sweet
But I work up to find the morning grey
And I was desolate, desolate and sick
Desolate and sick of an old passion
Oh I have been faithful to you, Cynara. In my fashion
I have forgotten much, gone with the wind
Flung roses, roses riotously with the throng, Cynara
Dancing to put your pale lost lilies out of mind
Yeah all the time because the dance was long
And I am desolate, desolate and sick
Desolate and sick of an old passion
Oh I have been faithful to you, Cynara. In my fashion
I cried for madder music, and for stronger wine
But when the feast is finished and the lamps expire, Cynara
Then your shadow falls the night is yours
And I am hungry for the lips of my desire
And I am desolate, desolate and sick
Desolate and sick of an old passion
Oh I have been faithful to you, Cynara. In my fashion
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6. |
Cafe Culture
02:53
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I may never get used to this
If boredom has its own rewards then I must be rich
But all my money's gone on music and paperbacks
I wander aimless through the streets of my small home town
And try to find a way to eke out my days
Tomorrow looms and it looks much the same
But in my room I find sanctuary
I close my eyes and find myself in a place
Where everyone seems quite content to be
In conversation till the early morning hours
We talk of love and put our loss in its place
I even recognize some of the phrases
I'll be there again tonight, with all my friends
I'll be there again tonight, with all my friends
We meet and invent the day
The afternoon reaction sounds like a song
And in the evening faces reappear
We share a drink and toast our lives and before too long
The café culture melts like ice into me
The candles burn, the room begins to breathe
I'll be there again tonight, with all my friends
I'll be there again tonight, with all my friends
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7. |
Immortality
03:03
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I've been wondering, lately drag-netting my thoughts
Oh the things I've done, all the damage caused
And you're my focal points all five faces I've loved
There are five stories but only one ending
So where's my place in your past gonna be?
Will I get a window seat?
If there's something I've learned it's that I never learn
Moth in to a flame, I keep getting burned
When it comes to the truth there's no kidding me
I'm the author of my own destiny
So where's my place in heaven gonna to be?
Will I get a window seat?
I believe that what you give you get back
It's as simple as that so
Where's my place in heaven gonna be?
Will I get a window seat?
I believe that what you give you get back
And though I know it's nothing new, it's as simple as that
And if we live after we die it's in the thoughts and in the minds
Of the ones we've left behind us
Where's my place in your heart gonna be?
Therein lies my immortality
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8. |
Two Cautionary Tales
01:52
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I've seen the tattoo on your arm, Wynona forever
Brightly spelled now vaguely charmed
A kind of sign in fools gold, burnt skin
That love is not as safe as we think
A fly keeps buzzing round my room
He's lost his way in stale air, can't find the day
Crash into my window pane, and again
But see through lives can dull the pain
So he is not as dumb as I thought
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9. |
It's Only Love
03:05
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Lock myself away in your bathroom so I could try your perfumes
There's much to be learned of a girl from the things she keeps well hidden from view
I can live with the fact that it might seem a little bit strange
'cause I'm a little like that
Always broadcast a secret well it's selfish to keep it if you can't give it away
And it's only love
It can't curb these shady tendencies of mine
Only your love
It can't change my dirty water into wine
On a autumn day I was reading Sade when you sat down to speak
Now when your away I read your diary entries about me
I can live with the guilt 'cause it really never crosses my mind
And so what the hell
If we share a house and share a bed we can share our thoughts as well
And it's only love
It doesn't feel like money falling from the sky
It's only love
Doesn't make me look at stars and wonder why
It's only love
And there's a chance that it will peter out in time
And if it does
Then at least we'll know we were happy for a while
The love of a new man is a thing of the past
Now I'm only human and I need to know you recognize
The people that I am
And it's only love
Just a common feeling everybody knows
It's only love
Part of human evolution I suppose
It's only love
But I can't control the things it makes me do
But it's only love
So don't take it the wrong way when I say that
I'm in love with you
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10. |
Taste
02:22
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For just a taste, I've lived my life
But time has dulled my senses well
Then you were young, and you still are
But old before your time
Smoking cigarettes and swearing blind
My vision flickers
I used to think that you and I
Were written in each others dreams
Well my mistake, for what it's worth
I think of you from time to time to time
Smoking cigarettes and swearing blind
Now I find I can't make out if life has some design
The future flickers
The wine will flow, some dreams come true
But I will not have tasted you
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11. |
Oscar
03:29
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Taught on the day he was born by his father
Son you are young but you'll grow and learn to love
Opera, opera, opera, nothing but the classics for you
Opera, opera, opera, but he never thought much of the tunes
While as a child thoughts ran wild little Oscar
Found he was bound to the soundtrack of Tosca (Vissi d'arte)
Son robbing banks, driving tanks these are dangerous
Practise your scales and one day you'll be famous
He tried but some people don't have the voice
Would have given up but never go given the choice
Green, never seen in his teens he was guileless
Sex, was a word never heard on the wireless (Un bel dio)
Son learn the part off by heart pray for stardom
Then, maybe they'll let you play Covent Garden
He tried but new it was never to be
Would have much preferred his father to like r'n'b
Would he never be free, or know the love of a women of beauty
Then on day to his fathers dismay he lost his heart to a girl
Who new nothing of Cosi Fan Tutti
How he was proud of his new sense of freedom
But before long she was gone, didn't need him (Si chiamo andranno)
Son you're a fool, back to school and forget her
See in a couple of weeks you'll feel better
He tried but knew it was never to be
And for all his practice he never got near a high C
Would he never be free, from all the scores and the endless librettos
Then one day, to his fathers dismay, he ran away
From all the divas and fat rigolletos
It's not all over till fat lady sings
Now he has sons of his own need I tell you
They play their favourite songs at full volume
Opera, opera, opera, nothing but classics will do (free he will never be free)
Opera, opera, opera, but he never thought much of the tunes
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12. |
Arundel
01:54
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I see your face, I guess that you are smiling
Funny how things can turn out that way
Down the road I will be waiting
Where or when, that nobody can say
Everything is becoming clearer
As everything is beginning to fade
We're through it all, and I know that we are stronger
Forget the past and remembered the day
Down the road I will be waiting
Down the road not so far away
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13. |
The End Of Another Year
08:15
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The end of another year and my thoughts all turn back to you
You were my girl when everything was changing
You were my girl but honey do you blame me
For letting it go like I did, when the truth is that's not what I wanted
It was out of my hands though I know that that's to easy
Try and understand I need you to believe me
I got so confused and I grew colder
But I was younger then now I'm older
The days just slip away like water through sand
Now I work just to fill my time, but I can't keep you out of my mind
You were my girl and I was someone you had faith in
Now how in the world could I have let the rain in
Now I've got to be true to myself, 'cause the fact is that nobody else will
Now I'm alone I see things in the new way
Maybe I've grown used to being someone nobody could pin a hope on
But I was so confused and I grew colder
I was younger then now I'm older
Maybe you and I could get together
We can only try or else we'll never know
'cause the days are slipping by like water through sand
Now I've got to be true to myself, 'cause the fact is that nobody else will
Now I'm alone I see things in a new way
Maybe I've grown used to being someone nobody could pin a hope on
Oh darling listen to me
I got so confused and I grew colder
But I was younger then now I'm older
Maybe you and I could get together
We can only try or else we'll never know
'cause the days are slipping by and there's no denying
That's something I can't change for all my trying
Now I'm alone I need you with me
Darling, darling, darling forgive me, forgive me
'cause the days just slip away
Like water through sand, lke sand through your hands
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Voice Of The Rain Horsham, UK
Faute de Mieux
1980s, 1990s, 2015.
Mainly of an acoustic bent but known
to wind up the distortion on occasion.
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