Тексты песен «Anderson, Ian»

My hand of thumbs is shaking I am so glad to meet you All tongue-tied and twisted My lips stuck like glue More than a lifetime to say, 'How are you?' More than an ocean to cross becalmed. Less than a second to...

A raft of penguins on a frozen sea. Expectant faces look down on me. Shuffle uneasy. The whistler plays. Counting eleven, they begin to pray. Tenuous but clinging, the missing link Joins us, closer than we might...

A week of moments ' a clutch of days ' Ten thousand minutes of a Passion Play. Medley of quavers informs the tune. It's all too much: over all too soon. Sweet condensation on chilling wine Traveler's palm,...

I looked in the mirror then saw my face in a dream. With eyes sharp as diamonds Blessed with clear vision Things were not as they seemed Black and White Television stared back from the wall. Is that my life? Am I here...

I looked in the mirror then saw my face in a dream. With eyes sharp as diamonds Blessed with clear vision Things were not as they seemed Black and White Television stared back from the wall. Is that my life? Am I here...

I sit in judgement on the market square. I have my favourite table and I have my chair. Natives are friendly and the sun flies high. All kinds of crazy waiters ' they go drifting by. Hours last forever in the...

The lights are down in Germany and Germany is closed to me different somehow this time. The airport's still, cold corridors ring empty beats through hollow feet that I find to be mine. Different Germany. History...

User-Friendly. That's what I am to you. I have to break out of here. Trapped in my hardware cell. And come to you as you sleep tonight. Take you back into my hell. Binary joys and digital sighs so appealing. I'm one of...

I'm slipping into grey. And I was (in my way) good to you. And you were good for me. Bye Bye my love. Going to play the End Game. It's growing kind of still. You know there always will be a dream waiting for you when...

It's hard to say I'm sorry. May we just forget about today. You see, I fly by night. I fly by night. I laid my love beside the door and left you sleeping on the floor. So long. I fly by night. I fly by night. And...

cette vieille valise qui vit près de ma peau égratigné de toutes nos aventures avec ses etiquettes des pays qu'on transporte ici dans le parcourt de notre histoire chaque nuit dans mon insomnie...

As I drove down the road to look for Eden saw two young girls but left them standing there. They were too late to get home on the underground and probably too drunk, too drunk to care. Can anyone tell me the way to...

I get lost in crowds: if I can, I remain invisible to the hungry mouths. I stay unapproachable. I wear the landscape of the urban chameleon. Scarred by attention. And quietly addicted to innocence. At starry...

Somewhere in a town in England lay a babe with a curious smile. He was of your father's children. Born each side of a dry-stone mile. He grew up through the schools and factories, Brunel's tunnels and bridges bold...

Dinner table chattering classes - tells us all we need to know. Like it. Lump it. Dig it. Dump it - on your late, late show. And do you think you're Ralitsa Vassileva? You're just hand-me-down news in a cookie...

My old black cat passed away this morning He never knew what a hard day was. Woke up late and danced on tin roofs. If questioned 'Why?' ' answered, 'Just because.' He never spoke much, preferring silence: eight...

A Morris Minor, a cafa noir ' Banana smoothie, snails in a jar. Three dodgy sailors, a girl on skates ' A little too muscled from doing weights. A family wedding, a sushi bar ' Sand in the Seychelles, karaoke...

I'm thinking free - like the bird flying over, over the animals in the zoo. How do you do? What's it like to be in there? Think about it. You're locked behind wires. Safe and warm - under house arrest protection...

She dances through the flower-filled room ' Sea-green eyes a-sparking. Or are they blue? The message clear: Seduce the master, winking. Dainty feet circles inscribe Upon the frozen parquet. Arabesque in compound...

I walk along the strand to catch the late ride home. Shuttle through the evening gloom knowing I forgot to phone. The back door's open. There's a chill blowing in. Take your warm hands off me. Let the night begin. Shush...