Тексты песен «Roy Harper»

Plastic money flexidream and comfort for the preacher keep the debtor out of prison borrowing the future how much future can he borrow how much past can he forget when now's become part of tomorrow just a flashy fast...

The young men in my country They have no place Surplus to requirement They live in some kind of disgrace Stood in line to beg for money From governments with very funny Attitudes of "On your bike" sonny boy The young...

Last night I wasn't sleeping I knew it was my last I've just been lying thinking Reliving all my past My family and friends have left My children are all lost And now I'm standing in a death cell As the sands of time...

Take a look down your highway Tell me what d'you see Well if you're down my way It could well be me Stood on your corner I'm nearly down on one knee Can you hear me calling for you So damn easy to see And it can't be...

When you look at me From your own century I may seem to be Strange archeology But when the winds blow From this direction You may sense me there In your reflection I think I feel you But I will never know As the...

I am a child I am a sanctuary Wild at my mother's knee Freedom has a piece of me Every night I run away Loose the nooses and drift astray Chasing dreams into outer space Trying to face The day Living life Against the...

Far across the ocean In the land of look and see There once was a time For you and me Where the winds blow sweetly And the easy seas flow still And where the barefoot dream of life Can laugh and cry it's fill Where...

Even though you drive me crazy Even though we never last Though the meaning's getting hazy And our purpose here seems past Can we really shed All those memories we've had Do we scatter all the pieces Leave no traces...

I wanna be part of the news I wanna see my face in all the views I wanna be part of the news Making faces where those cameras cruise I wanna be on TV once a day I'll do anything make any play Where to today? I wanna be...

If it was right to be believing, and write his name in blood and then I met him when I died, well I'd have it out with god but if it means degrading scenes and sanctioning crusade I'd know we couldn't stand man to man...

(What do I want to go out for? There is no point I'm out already There's nothing out there anyway It's all in here There's little bits out there There's you and me sometimes And I walk up to a forget-me-not And I smile...

I dream of a girl The sweetest reflection of earth Uncluttered by chains of demands of a world That leaves her restless as the sky Wandering and wondering why And she travels alone Towards me across the unknown And just...

When I first saw you I tried to ignore you Because I knew You'd haunt me Until we grew In my mind An obsession I just couldn't subdue But now it's an avalance we ride Head over heels into Eden Laughing inside With...

Slime filth bildge and alienation live in the world experience non-event Non-live own up to nighting except poodles in the microwave oven and pillocks On the Phillips TV; bare of any meaningful pith bereft of any reason...

I once held a lantern of love in my hands She was all I could see Kicking the brown leaves of childhoold around us We danced the deep sea That welled from the spring of the boy that I was Held in her flame Feeling her...

You don't mind if I sit next to you Do you madam Help me with a point or two Help me madam? Help me ma'am to walk on by Help me madam A desert flood and a hole in the sky Help me madam I don't make a fuss I can't do...

You can only explain the pain when you've got it The fountain of spring evergreen To be holding another who needs you to linger Looking for something you've seen Round and round the world I've been travelling Lying with...

Down in the deep recesses Of my torture I am spreadeagled by it Watching the knife Slowly going in Exposing my naked Thumping heart And I she'd a tear For a grey sky My executioner is masked I try to take a deep...

--> Nicky my child he stands there with the wind in his hair Wondering whether the water the wind of the where I fear that someday he might ask me if mine is the blame And I've got no reply save to tell him it's all...

--> I never know what kind of day it is on my battlefield of ideals But the way she touches and the way it feels, must be just how it heals Ah but it's got a little better since I let her sundance I never know what...