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Blind Curve(Live at Utrecht 1985)

Blind Curve(Live at Utrecht 1985)

Marillion

专辑: Misplaced Childhood (Deluxe Edition) 发行时间: 上传时间 2017-07-21 歌曲来源:

Blind Curve (Live at Utrecht 1985) - Marillion (马里列恩)

Written by:Derek Dick/Mark Kelly/Peter Trewavas/Steve Rothery

Last night you said I was cold untouchable

A lonely piece of action from another town

I just want to be free

I'm happy to be lonely

Can't you stay away

Just leave me alone with my thoughts

And just a runaway runaway just a runaway

I'm saving myself

For you

Strung out below a necklace of carnival lights

Cold moan held on the crest of the night

I'm too tired to fight

So now we're passing strangers at single tables

Still trying to get over

Still trying to write love songs for passing strangers

All those passing strangers

And the twinkling lies all those twinkling lies

Sparkle with the wet ink on the paper

On the paper

Oh I remember Toronto when Mylo went down

And we sat and we cried on the phone

I never felt so alone

He was the first of our own

Some of us go down in a blaze of obscurity

Some of us go down in a haze of publicity

The price of infamy the edge of insanity

Another holiday in another temporary home

And an interviewer threatened me with a microphone

Talk to me won't you tell me your stories

Stories

So I talked about conscience

And I talked about pain

And he looked out the window and it started to rain

Maybe maybe maybe I've already gone crazy

So I reached for a bottle and he reached for the door

And I picked up the sleeping pills crushed on the floor

Inviting me to a casual obscenity

It would be incredible

If we could retrace all the collisions

All the lifes that we lived here

Wasted I've never been so wasted

I've never been this far out before

Perimeter walk

Walk

There's a presence here

I feel not alone

A presence

This could be ancient

This could be mystical

This could be ancient

This could be mystical

There's a presence

I like a presence like a presence

This is a childhood a childhood

A childhood a childhood

A misplaced childhood

A childhood a childhood

A childhood a childhood

Give it back to me

I saw a war widow in a launderette

Washing the memories from her husband's clothes

She had medals pinned to a threadbare greatcoat

A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes

I see convoys curbcrawling west German autobahns

Trying to pick up a war

They're going to even the score

Oh I can't take any more

I see black flags on factories

Soup ladles poised on the lips of the poor

I see children with vacant stares

Destined for rape in the alleyways

I can't take any more

Should we say goodbye

Hey

I see priests politicians

The heroes in black plastic body bags under nations' flags

I see children pleading with outstretched hands

Drenched in napalm this is no Vietnam

I can't take any more

Should we say goodbye

How can we justify

They call us civilised

I can't take any more

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