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A Box Of Birds Print E-mail
Wednesday, 10 October 2012

A Box Of Birds

The Faith Healer
If your body's feelin' bad
And it's the only one you have
You want to take away the pain
And go out walkin' in the rain
You watch the flowers go to bed
Ask the man inside your head
Your spirit never have to grieve
All ya got to do's believe

The faith healer
The faith healer

All ya got to do is feel
Your body gonna start to heal
Fingertips and holy fire
Everlasting sweet desire
It don't matter what the doctor said
The healer man will sail away
Immortality for who
The miracles come to you

The faith healer
The faith healer

Can I put my hands on you?
Can I put my hands on you?

Faith, and hope and charity
Simple relativity
He can make you understand
All you gotta take, his hand
Remember what somebody said
Ask the man inside your head
Fingertips and holy fire
Everlasting sweet desire

 

It's All Too Much
It's all too much

When I look into your eyes
Your love is there for me
The deeper that I go inside
The more there is to see

It's all too much for me to take
The love that's shining all around you
And everywhere, it's what you make
For me to take, it's all too much

Floating down the sea of time
From life to life with me
Makes no difference where you are
Or where you'd like to be

It's all too much for me to take
The love that's shining all around you
And all the world is birthday cake
So take a piece but not too much

Set me on a silver sun
Where I know that I'm free
Show me that I'm everywhere
And get me home for tea

It's all to much for me to see
A love that's shining all around here
The more I learn, the less I know
And what I do is all too much

It's all too much for me to take
The love that's shining all around here
And everything is what you make
For me to take, it's all too much

(It's all too much)

We're gonna rock down to Electric Avenue
Then we'll take you higher
Good God!

With your long blond hair and your eyes of brown
With your long blond hair and your eyes of brown

Too much
Too much

 

Hiroshima Mon Amour
Somehow we drifted off too far
Communicate like distant stars
Splintered voices down the phone
The sunlit dust, the smell of roses drifts, oh no
Someone waits behind the door
Hiroshima mon amour

Riding inter-city trains
Dressed in European grey
Riding out to echo beach
A million memories in the trees and sands, oh no
How can I ever let them go?
Hiroshima mon amour

Deep beneath the autumn lake
Where only echoes penetrate
Walk through polaroids of the past
Futures fused like shattered glass, the suns so low
Turns our silhouettes to gold
Hiroshima mon amour

 

The Porpoise Song
My, my, the clock in the sky is pounding away
There's so much to say
A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice
And it cannot rejoice

Wanting to see, to know and to be
Crying to the sky
And the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye
good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

Clicks, clacks
Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is alright for a while
The ego sings of castles and kings and things
That go with a life of style

Wanting to feel, to know what is real
Living is a lie
And the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye

 

Decadence
Watch her out there on display
Dancing in her sleepy way
And all her visions start to play
The icicles of our decay, Marlene
Drink it to Marlene

Fading flowers in her hair
She's suffering from wear and tear
She lies in waterfalls of dreams
And doesn't question what it means, Marlene
We drink it to Marlene

And all along the desert shore
She wanders further evermore
The only thing that's left to try
She says to live I have to die, Marlene
We drink it to Marlene
Marlene
We drink it to Marlene

She whispers sadly, "Well I might"
And holds herself so very tight
Then jumping from an unknown height
She merges with the liquid night, Marlene
Marlene
We drink it to Marlene

Her lovers wrap her mist in furs
And tell her what she has is hers
But when they take her by the hand
She slips back in the desert sand
Our Marlene
We drink it to Marlene
Marlene

But what she leaves is made of glass
And lovers worship as they pass
And each one says, "Well, now she's mine"
But all drink solitary wine
Marlene
Marlene

Fare thee well
Fare thee well
Marlene
Marlene

 

The Endless Sea
Oh babe, what a place to be
In the service of the bourgeoisie
Where can my believers be
I want to jump into the endless sea

Ohh, the endless sea (endless)
Ohh, the endless sea (endless)
I want to jump into the endless sea (endless)
Feel it wash all over me

The brother says a dirty sky (endless)
Full of fumes and liquors (endless)
A little girl, a little guy (endless)
This air couldn't get much thicker

Ohh, the endless sea (endless)
Ohh, the endless sea (endless)
I want to jump into the endless sea (endless)
Ohh, the endless sea

And when you die for the red
You think you're gonna break
You know you've been good
It's just a phony undertake

You better go home daddy
You better go home daddy
I think you better go home buddy
You better go home buddy

 

Friction
I knew it musta been some big set-up
All the action just would not let up
It's justa little bit back from the main road
Where the silence spreads and the men dig holes

I begin to spin the tale
You complain about my diction
It gives me friction
It gives me friction
But I like friction

My eyes are like telescopes
I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?
If I ever catch that ventriloquist
I'll squeeze his head right into my fist

Something comes a-crashin' in
What is it, what's the prediction?
I'll bet you it's friction
I'll bet you it's friction
But I like friction

How'd the snake get out of the skin?
All it took was a little friction

Stop this head motion and set sail
You know all us boys gonna wind up in jail

And I don't wanna grow up
It's too much contradiction
And too much friction
And too much friction
I'm crazy about friction
F - r - i - c - t- i - o - n
Friction
Friction

 

All The Young Dudes
[rev. July 22, 2003]

Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he kick it in the head when he reached twenty-five
Speed jive, don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five
And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks
And Freedy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race

Now, the television man is crazy saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
Oh man, I need TV when I got T Rex
Oh brother you guessed

All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news

Now Lucy looks sweet cause she dresses like a queen
And she can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team
But we can love, oh yeah, we can love
And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones
We never got it off on that revolution stuff
What a drag, too many snags

Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed
Is this concrete all around
Or is it in my head?
Oh brother you you guessed

All the young dudes (Hey, dudes!)
Carry the news (Stand up!)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to kiss you!)
Carry the news

All the young dudes (I want to talk to you!)
Carry the news (I want to see you, dudes!)
Boogaloo dudes (laughter)
Carry the news (I want to kiss you!)

All the young dudes (Stand up!)
Carry the news (I want to kiss you!)
Boogaloo dudes (laughter)
Carry the news (I want to talk to you, dudes!)

All the young dudes (Stand up!)
Carry the news (What dudes!)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to kiss you!)
Carry the news (Ahh, I want to see you, dudes!)

All the young dudes (Ah, I want to talk to you!)
Carry the news (What dudes!)
Boogaloo dudes (I want to kiss you!)
Carry the news (I want to kiss you)

All the young dudes (Yeah, do you know what I'm...what I'm talking about?)
Carry the news (I want to kiss you)
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news (Stand up!)

All the young dudes (I want to talk to dudes!)
(I want to see!)

 

Silver Machine
I, I just took a ride
On a silver machine
And I'm still feeling mean

Oh, do you want to ride
See yourself going by
The other side of the sky
You gotta know where I've been

And it flies sideways through time
It's an electric line
To all the Zodiac signs

I got a silver machine (silver machine)
I got a silver machine (silver machine)
I got a silver machine (silver machine)
In my silver machine

It flies out of a dream
It's antiseptically clean
You gotta know what I mean

Oh, do you want to ride
See yourself going by
The other side of the sky
In a silver machine

Silver machine!
Silver machine!

 

Cortez The Killer
He came dancing across the water
With galleons and his guns
Looking for the new world
A palace in the sun

On the shore lay Montezuma
With his cocoa leaves and his pearls
In his halls he often wondered
With the secrets of the worlds

And his subjects gathered 'round him
Like the leaves around a tree
In their coats of many colors
For the angry gods to see

And the women all were beautiful
The men were tall and strong
He offered life in sacrifice
So that others could go on

War was just a legend
Hate was quite unknown
And the people worked together
And they lifted many stones

And they carried them to the flatlands
And they died along the way
But they raised up with their bare hands
What we still can't do today

And I know she's living there
She loves me to this day
I still don't know where
Or how I lost my way

He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez
What a killer
What a killer

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