You made me forget my dreams. When I woke up to you sleeping. We had peace for a night at least. . But the trouble starts today. This morning you'll say.
Wandering alone on the ridge of a coast. lost to the world he had known as a boy. He knows his lover lies south in the city. . Passing along and sleepy as night.
All the way back home. I'm telling you I caught the sun. Creeping up behind my shoulder. And another day's begun. I was following a trail. I'd never been along before.
I could hang about and burn my fingers. I've been hanging out here waiting for something to start. You think I'm faultless to a 'T'. My manner set impeccably.
I went looking for my darling. I went looking for a sign. And I found her in the morning. Somewhere in the back of my mind. . I'm not what I could be.
Hey people, looking out the window at the city below. Hey people, looking out the window, full of fun and sorrow. Hey people, looking out the window at the city below.
I will confess to you. Because you made me think about the times. You turn the picture on to me and I'll turn over. The picture was a masterpiece of comic timing.
INSTRUMENTAL. . In the hope I'll forget I'll wait. It's a chance I'll take oh yeah. In the hope I'll forget I'll wait. For the time. . In the spring I'll watch my step.
He raped me in the chalet lines. The girl I shared with was away for the night. I couldn't get up for my shift today. I'll have to leave the camp now anyway.
He raped me in the chalet lines. The girl I shared with was away for the night. I couldn't get up for my shift today. I'll have to leave the camp now anyway.
A mile and a half on a bus takes a long time. The odour of old prison food takes a long time to pass you by. Day upon day of this wandering gets you down.
The boy done wrong again. Hang your head in shame and cry your life away. The boy done wrong again. Hang your head in shame and cry your life away. Are you ok now?.
In the board room the quiet man takes a. Second to think what to do. He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak. And he hears his own voice. For years and years he's done nothing but bow down and put up with all their demands.
Picture a scene in your mind. Looks at all the people and take note of the setting behind. Listen, watch, and wait. A plot begins to take shape. There's a story.
And the moment will come when composure returns. Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall. And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air.
Seymour Stein, I've been lonely. Caught a glimpse of someone's face. It were mine and I'd been crying. . Half a world away, ticket for a plane. Record company man.
I'm coming over in the wrong direction. I only want to be the centre of your attention. For long enough to show you I'm worth the trouble that you take.
Sebastian you're in a mess. You had a dream, they called you king. Of all the hipsters, is it true?. Or are you still the queen?. . Like getting blood out of a stone.
Sunbeam shone, mousy girl on the end pew. You'd stay home, oh, if only I let you. Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie. . Municipal pool, you're a junior life saver.
Nice day for a sulk. The girl smells of milk. Her horsey teeth explode around us. And we run for cover she found us. In the cheapo bar with a bag of chips.