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Shine

Put on your blindfold
And a dress that's tight
And come with me
On a mystery night
Open your eyes

Follow our stars under a painted sky
We'll leave the world behind
We're learning to fly
We used to get by

Forget the pictures on your TV screen
We'll steal the visions
That you keep for your dreams
You can turn me on

I was blind and I saw the light
My angel coming
In a brilliant white
Shine for me

You've been hanging from a rope of mediocrity
Strung up by your insecurities
You can shine for me
Somebody has to
Shine for me
It's difficult not to
Shine for me

Follow our stars under a painted sky
We'll leave the world behind
We're learning to fly
We used to get by

Forget the pictures on your TV screen
We'll steal the visions
That you keep for your dreams
You can turn me on

You've been hanging from a rope of mediocrity
Strung up by your insecurities
You can shine for me
Somebody has to
Shine for me
It's difficult not to
Shine for me
Somebody has to
Shine for me
It's difficult not to
Shine for me

 

Should Be Higher

I dream of a day
When I dare to believe
You're the answer
When the shame
And the guilt are removed
And the truth appears
With the touch of your hand
I lose who I am
If I want to
I tried to resist
But succumb to the bliss
Of your kiss

You should be higher
I'll take you higher
Don't be afraid
You'll just have to pray

Your lies are more attractive
Than the truth
Love is all I want
Your lies are written down
In your book
Love is all I want

Your arms are infected
They are holding the truth
Oh stop all your crying
This one you'll lose

You should be higher
I'll take you higher
So don't be afraid
You'll just have to pray

Your lies are more attractive
Than the truth
Love is all I want
Your lies are written down
In your book
Love is all I want

You should be higher
You should be higher

Love
Love
Love
Love

 

Shouldn't Have Done That

Plans made in the nursery
Can change the course of history
Remember that

Mummy's annoyed, says go and play
Don't show your face
Stay away all day
Shouldn't have done that

A small boy and his infantry
Marching around so naturally
Shouldn't have done that

Grows up and goes to school
Such a nice boy, obeys all the rules
Mummy's proud of that

Leaves school to follow his ambition
Knows what he wants
To be a politician
Shouldn't have done that

 

Shout

She was silent trying to be
Like the girl who acted on the TV
Always knowing when to say
Wishing for a moment so that they could see
Staring in the night
A picture in my room
And I think that she knew her lines

Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We've got to get it right
We've got to understand

Carefully watching waiting as I
Stood upon the back streets and we start to play
I was screaming louder as the
Curtains fall between us in a twisted way

Staring in the night
A picture in my room
And I think that she knew her lines

Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We've got to get it right
We've got to understand

Facing all the questions in the
Minutes of a game we won so long ago
Dangerous and beautiful the
Radio transmission that I have to know

You could never run
You could never stay
And I think you belong to me

Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We've got to get it right
We've got to understand

Break away tonight
I wanna hold your hand
We've got to get it right
We've got to understand

 

Sister of Night

Sister of night
When the hunger descends
And your body's a fire
An inferno that never ends
An eternal flame
That burns in desire's name

Sister of night
When the longing returns
Giving voice to the flame
Calling you through flesh that burns
Breaking down your will
To move in for the kill

Oh sister
Come for me
Embrace me
Assure me
Hey sister
I feel it too
Sweet sister
Just feel me
I'm trembling
You heal me
Hey sister
I feel it too

Sister of night
In your saddest dress
As you walk through the light
You're desperate to impress
So you slide to the floor
Feeling insecure

Sister of night
With the loneliest eyes
Tell yourself it's alright
He'll make such a perfect prize
But the cold light of day
Will give the game away

Oh sister
Come for me
Embrace me
Assure me
Hey sister
I feel it too
Sweet sister
Just feel me
I'm trembling
You heal me
Hey sister
I feel it too

 

Slow

Slow, slow
Slow as you can go
So I can feel all I want to know
Slow, slow
I go with your flow

Let the world keep its carnival pace
I'd prefer to look into your beautiful face
What a waste

And the starts continue to fly by
I don't have one desire to understand why
I don't try

Slow, slow
Slow as you can go
I want my sense to overflow
Slow, slow
It doesn't show

I don't need a race in my bed
When speed's in my heart and speed's in my head
Instead

It's tempting for fools to rush in
When something's so good why should we rush and fail?
It's the same

Slow, slow
Slow as you can go
That's how I like it
I like it

I don't need a race in my bed
When speed's in my heart and speed's in my head
Instead

Slow, slow
Slow as you can go
That's how I like it
I like it

That's how I like it
That's how I like it

 

Smile in the Crowd

You turned me away
Away from your actions
Forced by the violence
That always surrounds you

I want your special smile
A smile in this crowd
I want your special smile
A smile in this crowd

You burnt yourself out
In that silence
I have to tell you
I ache for you still
The sound of my words
Is always so shocking
They get much louder
Each time I speak

I want your special smile
A smile in this crowd
I want your special smile
A smile in this crowd

Signals of progress
We're growing much older
I'm afraid that I'll leave
And my ache never goes

I want your special smile
A smile in this crowd
I want your special smile
A smile in this crowd

 

Soft Touch / Raw Nerve

Have I got a soft touch?
Have I got a soft touch?
Is my radar that off?
Is my radar that off?

I'm thinking
That you're sinking
And I'll drown
I've got a confession
That your depression
Will take me down

Am I on the right track?
Am I on the right track?
Have I picked a bad time?
Have I picked a bad time?

It's seeming
That you're dreaming
With my eyes
But why protest
When your success
Is my prize

Oh brother
Give me a helping hand
Oh brother
Tell me you understand

Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I got a soft touch?
Have I got a soft touch?

I'm thinking
That you're sinking
And I'll drown
I've got a suspicion
That your position
Is unsound

Oh brother
Give me a helping hand
Oh brother
Tell me you understand

Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I got a soft touch?
Have I got a soft touch?

Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I hit a raw nerve?
Have I got a soft touch?
Have I got a soft touch?

 

Somebody

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details

Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support

She will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong

They may even be perverted
She will hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and with
Every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detect
I will almost like

I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear
Of those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it

 

Something To Do

My little girl
Won't you come with me
Come with me
Tell me

Is there something to do

I'm going crazy with boredom
Come with me
Tell me

Grey sky over black town
I can feel depression
All around
You've got your leather boots on

I can't stand another drink
It's surprising this town
Doesn't sink
You've got your leather boots on

Your pretty dress is oil stained
From working too hard
Or too little
You've got you're leather boots on

You're feeling the boredom too
I'd gladly go with you
I'd put leather boots on
I'd put your pretty dress on

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