Marillion lyrics

Marillion lyrics

"This Strange Engine lyrics"

'cause I Like It That Way lyrics
Hey Jack, take back All those lines you're tripping That's not who I am It ain't that quaint You're composure's slipping Right into my hands ('Cause when -- just a little bit, just a little bit) I smile (Just a little bit) You fall hard Chorus Stop listening to you Start listening to me I'll know when the lights are changing, you'll see If you're liking the view Baby,
There was a boy who came into this world at the hands of a holy woman in a
holy place
He wore a red coat and walked a bulldog-saw them reflected in the mirror of
the lakes
Lived in the shadow of the mountains with the smells of disinfectant,
dusty old leather and the polished wood of his bed
No more than a baby feeding swans on the river holding the hands of his
mother,
and the wax paperbag of yesterdays bread
And his father on the other side of the world
On the ships railings and some far away tide
With the silent dry tear of home thoughts from abroad in his far away eyes
In his faraway eyes
The smell of the wax on the wooden floor
Mixture of polish and soap
No children to fear or to play with
Rows of empty hooks for the coats
An upright piano and the boys in the choir
Still remind him of just before he was born
Remind him of just before he was breathing
Strange misty visions of God
Turn the cities into families
Into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while they're sleeping
With their houses invisible
Running as fast as I could run
Send to me the ghosts of Christmas
Whispering: "You're the only one"
And ever since I was a boy
I never felt that I belonged
Like everything they did to me
Was an experiment to see
How I would cope with the illusion
In which direction would I jump
Would I do it all the same
As the actors in the game
Or would I spit it back at them
And not get caught up in their rules
And live according to my own
And not be used
To find the fundamental truths
It was going to take some time
Thirty five summers down the line
The wisdom of each pass
Afraid Of Being Wrong lyrics
Don't speak unless spoken toand then you don't say muchyou think you're so self-righteousbut your mind is out of touchYou're afraid you're afraid of being wrongalways be the passive one and go alongyou're afraid you're afraid to speak your mindthat's not for me, not for me, not for meLiving in a crystal mazeFucked, you can't get outnever be the agit
ing year Seems to serve only to confuse Daddy came out the navy and took us away to his dirty gray home town And he worked down on a coal mine for National Service so that he could be around There was a magical purple in the chrome of the exhaust of his triumph motor bike And a warmth of oil and metal and the thrill of the hard corner holding tight From the horizon.. To buried alive Took his dream underground Buried his treasure in his faraway eyes. And one day as the boy lay sleeping in the sunshine of a half remembered afternoon A cloud of bees with no particular aim, and no brain Found the boy, decided that his time had come Came down out of the sky. Stung him in the face. Again and again. Blue pain. Screaming like baptism Intraveinous, Jesus!. Like being chosen. Blue pain from something with no
Once lyrics
I never thought my voice was weaklost in the ruins of agonyThey told me I was the onewho veiled the stars and the sunI am trembling and I bleedOnly silence could see my pain and agonyI never thought I ought to runI never seen the things you've doneI never wanted to feel growing miseryI never thought my life was weaksunk in the rivers of agony brain. I can't explain It's happening again. Oh mummy, daddy, will you sit a while with me Oh mummy, daddy, will you jog my memory. Tell me Tall tales of Montego Bay, Table mountain, Flying fish, Banana spiders, Pots of paint And the sun on the equator Setting like an ember thrown to deep water From crimson to black. But coming back.. Tomorrow on the horizon The blue pain Fades to a point where it doesn't fade It stayed.. Blue Stirred his red coat heart to his strange engine This love This love This inconvenient, blind, blood-diamond This puzzle I don't understand That knows no faith And tries and fails And tries again Stares at the sea The night's dark deep For one last time And bleeds And bleeds And dies for you. And lies And is to blame. And is ashamed. And is not the same. And is true.
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