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There is a lion
Coming into London Town
Walking on the promenade
Standing in the underground
He's not afraid of the rain, the pain
Things are going to change
I can feel it in my veins
He's not afraid of the rain, the pain
Things are going to change
I can feel it now
He is the glimmer of hope to the all alone
He is the voice of reason on the telephone' He plays bigger shows than the Rolling Stones
But he wont let you down
Somebody cut the lights on
In the city where the sun doesn't shine
He's gonna take you for a ride
Down the Piccadilly line
He's not afraid of the rain, the pain
Things are going to change
I can feel it in my veins
He's not afraid of the rain, the pain
Things are going to change
I can feel it now
He is the hand of justice to the innocent
He's not the Judge he's not the jury
He's the evidence
He's got more connection than the president
And he's got you on his mind
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Would you save me for a song
If the music was where we'd meet
Would you save another dance for me
Would you save my soul
For the chance that I could know you now
I just want touch you
I just want to make you move
I can't get over you
The way you slide into the room
Would you save me for a song
If I didn't have the words to say
Would you listen to me anyway
Would you help me out
For the chance that I could know you now
I would bury my pride in the ground
If I'm running then I don't know how
I'm ever going to get back home
I just want touch you
I just want to make you move
I can't get over you
The way you slide into the room
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All my skin like porcelain
Crack beneath the pressure of your hands again
I guess I've been thinking that its been to long
Sense I fell down hard
And bled my heart all over you
But maybe I never recovered from the last one
What if I could be
Something more than me
They say that I got a disease
Of the human kind
Maybe all I know is
In your arms and in your eyes
I'm more than alive
Well all I have to say
About these serious days
And the condition of my heart
Is there both still as much a mystery to me
And they both get so hard
When I forget what its like just to die in your eyes
And when I live just to live n your arms
Well they say that a man can never go home
But I just can't get out of your front yard
What if I could be
Something more than me
They say that I got a disease
Of the human kind
Maybe all I know is
In your arms and in your eyes
I'm more than alive
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You and I meet
On the shores of the broken
You swallow the ocean
I Swallow my pride
Only to see
The way that I need you
Is more than I knew
I ever could
In between the ashes and the flames
Is a cry an awkward silence
Could never contain
And the falling of my hammers
And the writhing of my pain
Is just not as real as the way
That your calling my name
I cant help thinking
That the way that you want me
And the ghost that haunts me
Are one and the same
Cause you stand at my window
At night wile I'm sleeping
There's not a promise I'm keeping
That could ever repay you
In between the ashes and the flames
There's a song that burns brighter
Than Radio waves
Bout the remnants of my Idols
And the shadow of my shame
About how they scatter like the rain and I can't stop crying
Cause you wont stop calling my name
Calling my name up from the ashes
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I'm making plans to waist my life on you
I'm making plans to waist my life on you
Cause New York City and Hollywood combined
They ain't got enough lights
To make me want change my mind about you
Cause I'm breaking down
I don't even care if there's anyone else around
Cause I'm breaking down
I always fall to pieces whenever your around
I'm Mary Magdalene and tonight is a bottle of perfume
I'm Mary Magdalene and tonight is a bottle of perfume
There's not enough dignity to hold me now
When I know your going to meet me here
There's not enough gravity
To keep me away from you
Cause I'm breaking down
I don't even care if there's anyone else around
Cause I'm breaking down
I always fall to pieces whenever your around
So meet me here
Where we shine like gold
Like the light beneath the embers
Of the burning colas
And I will spill my bottle
Like in days of old
On the song that bleeds from the breaking down
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I dreamed I kissed your feet
Between the cigarette butts
On the side of fourteenth street
I got down on my hands and my knees
With an alabaster jar
I dreamed I'd bleed with your praises
Just to make the world
Smell like your grace again
I got down on my hands and my knees again
And I'm crawling on the floor
Just to find you now
To tell you how I feel I'm falling all over myself
Good morning brokeness
You know you've cut me to the bone
Like one of those days in the middle of the winter
The kind that you can't run away from
And we've been here for so long
But I found a way to appease you
Inside this alabaster jar
And I'm crawling on the floor
Just to find you now
To tell you how I feel I'm falling all over myself
And all my afflictions
There only light ones anyway now
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Come closer, closer to me.
Find me broken, find me bleedin'
cause I need more now than a fairy tale,
a god who lives in a book.
I need someone real.
So would you come?
Would you come?
If i begged you, would you come closer to me now?
Come closer, closer to me.
Find me broken, find me on my knees,
cause I need more now than philosophy.
Some god in outer space doesn't mean anything to me.
So would you come?
Would you come?
If I begged you, would you come closer to me now?
Would you come?
Would you come?
If i begged you, would you come closer to me now?
Son of David, do not pass me by,
cause I am naked,
I'm poor and I'm blind.
Son of david, don't pass me by,
cause I am naked,
I'm poor and I'm blind.
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When everythings said and done
Your all I really have
In the midst of these setting suns
The city lights at best
Are portraits of my friends
But they don't make amends
For this ridiculous mess
So I will float on
Every word you said
When the water of my ghosts
They rise above my head
And I will stand up on your back
In the middle of this sea
When collectors of my debts
They come to sink there teeth
And its all I can think about now
Is how good you are to me
This body is a hole
My flesh one shallow grave
I am six feet below myself
And at my best
I still deserve to die
But I'll be glorified
In this ridiculous mess
So I will float on
Every word you said
When the water of my ghosts
They rise above my head
And I will stand up on your back
In the middle of this sea
When collectors of my debts
They come to sink there teeth
And its all I can think about now
Is how good you are to me
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Deep inside me there's this burning that just won't let me go
You are my fire, You are my rightesnous, You are my rock and roll
I wish I could fit you down inside my chest, God
I wish that I could swallow you whole
I'd wrap you up in a blanket of my skin and you could call my body home
Cause I am a temple
I am temple
My body is a temple
I am a temple
I am a temple
I am a temple
My body is a temple
I am a temple
So what if I'm not worthy?
So what if I'm not worthy?
You have made me clean!
Well, I can't get over how quickly you recover the pieces of my heart as they shatter
Cause in your hands I am more than just a brand new man
And all my falling down now, well, it just don't matter
I am a temple
I am a temple
My body is a temple
I am a temple
I am a temple
I am a temple
My body is a temple
I am a temple
So what if I'm not worthy?
So what if I'm not worthy?
So what if I'm not worth?
You have made me clean
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With our you I'm just
Water and dust
A disaster a face and a name
Who am I kidding
With out you I'm nothing at all
You catch when I fall
You return all my calls
And your never not around
When I need you
And I always do
On my own
I m more than just alone
I'm colder than religion
I'm colder than stone
With out you I'm
Another waist of time
Like words that only rhyme
But aren't making any sense
Can I get next to you now
Can I lean on your perfection
Can lean on you now
Can I get next to you now
I cant breath with out you any more
With out you I'm left
With just rocks in my chest
Aches and pains that will not recess
The worst is
With out you I've got nothing left to say
You sweeten my days with that light amber haze
And you never could get away
When I need you
And I always need you
On my own
I m more than just alone
I'm colder than religion
I'm colder than stone
With out you I'm
Another waist of time
Like words that only rhyme
But aren't making any sense
Can I get next to you now
Can I lean on your perfection
Can lean on you now
Can I get next to you now
I cant breath with out you any more
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I feel like I've been walking in my sleep
Digging trenches in the pavement
With the soles of my feet
And I feel like I've been running on gasoline
I was so cold before I met you
I was as cold as a machine
So wont you stay
Stay with me now
The cynical people
Of the world can drown
In a wake of your kindness
Beneath the weight of your grace
Its more than I can take
And just walk away
I feel like I've been walking in my sleep
Chasing shadows, throwing punches
Like stones into the sea
So tell me haven't I been breathing all these years
Was I a ghost before I met you
Or was I even real
So wont you stay
Stay with me now
The cynical people
Of the world can drown
In a wake of your kindness
Beneath the weight of your grace
Its more than I can take
And just walk away
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He is jealous for me
Love's like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy
When all of a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
and I realize just how beautiful You are and how great your affections are for me.
Oh, how He loves us so
Oh, how He loves us
How He loves us so.
Yeah, He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves.
So we are His portion and He is our prize,
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean we're all sinking
So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss and my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to maintain these regrets when I think about the way
That he loves us,
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves
He loves us,
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves
[Whispered]: Well, I thought about You the day Stephen died and You met me between my breaking
I know that I still love You, God, despite the agony
...they want to tell me You're cruel
But if Stephen could sing, he'd say it's not true, cause...[voice breaks]...
Cause He loves us,
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves
Yeah, He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves us
Woah, how He loves
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