Альбом Shawn Colvin

S. Colvin - J. Leventhal

China gets broken
And it will never be the same
Boats on the ocean
Find their way back again
I am weaving
Like a drunkard
Like a balloon up in the air
I am needing a puncture and someone
To point me somewhere
I'm gonna keep my head on straight
I just hope it's not too late
Open up the gate I go straight on, steady on

Steady on!

I was feeling imploded
A wooden smile, a wooden heart
The things exploded
Like rockets in the dark
Now I'm pulling out splinters
And I'm off to hibernate somewhere
For the nuclear winter
Of another love affair

"Cause he seemed like a miracle
I ate it up like cereal
But it was something like shrapnel

Steady On!

It's like ten miles of a two-lane
On a South Dakota wheat plain
In the middle of a hard rain
A slow boat or a fast train
I am gonna keep my head on straight
I'm gonna keep my head on straight

Steady on!

Shawn Colvin - John Leventhal

As a little girl I came down to the water
With a little stone in my hand
It would shimmer and sing
And we knew everything
As a little girl I came down

But in a little while I got steeped in authority
Heaven only knows what went wrong
There is nothing so cruel than
to bury that jewel
When it was mine all along
I'm gonna find it

You're shining I can see you
You're smiling that's enough
I'm holding on to you
Like a diamond in the rough

Every now and then
I can see that I'm getting somewhere
Where I have to go is so deep
I was angry back then and you
know I still am
I have lost too much sleep
But I'm gonna find it

You're shining I can see you
You're smiling that's enough
I'm holding on to you
Like a diamond in the rough
Like a diamond in the rough

In my dreams I go down by the water
With a little girl in my arms
And we shimmer and sing
And we know everything
In my dreams I go down

You're shining I can see you
You're smiling that's enough
I'm holding on to you
Like a diamond in the rough
Like a diamond in the rough

S. Colvin - J. Leventhal

I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche
Tumbling and falling down the avalanche

So be quiet tonight the stars
shine bright
On this mountain of new fallen snow
But I will raise up my voice into
the void
You have left me nowhere to go

I love you so much and it's so bizarre
A mystery that goes on and on and on
This is the best thing and the very
most hard
And we don't get along

After countless appeals we keep
spinning our wheels
On this mountain of new fallen snow
So I let go the catch and we are
over the edge
You have left me nowhere to go

I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche

Sometimes you make me lose my will
to live
And just become a beacon for your soul
But the past is stronger than my will
to forgive
Forgive you or myself, I don't know

I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche
Tumbling and falling down the avalanche

So be quiet tonight be sure to
step lightly
On this mountain of new fallen snow
But I will raise up my voice into
the void
You have left me nowhere to go

I'm riding shotgun down the avalanche

S. Colvin

Was it really two summers ago
Or was it outer space
We both had nowhere to go
In search of a state of grace
All in all we never had time
When we met each other we stopped
on a dime

Floating nowhere
Suspended in dreams
That we were side by side
We both had to see what it means
Whenever two worlds collide
All in all the pieces were scattered
A world so small that nothing else
mattered

Was it really two light years past
We left the atmosphere
We both had to catch our breath
Somewhere way down here
All in all and by and by
The tears for forgiveness
Will hang out to dry

S. Colvin

If losing sleep were any indication
Of the loving that I've missed
I would wrap myself around you
But how likely can that be when I feel like this
And if life were not unfortunate
And reason blew like summer through the trees
I would stop to let you catch me
But I think that you would find me on my knees

And it's gonna be another long one tonight
It's just me and my well-intentioned spite
I said someone did this to me
But no one did, there's no injustices
I just can't afford to be right no more
I bought myself another bad dream tonight
With these little boys in my head sleeping tight
It's gonna be another long one tonight

There is comfort in a memory
And in roses just before you cut them down
There is danger in most everything
That's all the better when it's not around
And the last time I had the sense to notice
You were right here being kind
But if I think that you are with me
Then I know that you can always change your mind

And it's gonna be another long one tonight
It's just me and my well-intentioned spite
I said someone did this to me
But no one did, there's no injustices
I just can't afford to be right no more
I bought myself another bad dream tonight
With these little boys in my head sleeping tight
It's gonna be another long one tonight

S. Colvin - J. Leventhal

The streets of my town are not
what they were
They are haloed in anger, bitter
and hurt
And it's not so you'd notice but
it's a sinister thing
Like the wheels of ambition at
the christening

So I went out walking on the
streets of the dead
With a chip on my shoulder
And a voice in my head
It said you have been brought here
Though you don't know what for

Well the mystery train is coming
right to your door

And I hear you calling, you
don't have to call so loud
I see you falling and you don't
have to walk so proud
You can run all night but we
can take you where
You can cry like an angel

There were high school night dances
When we played stump the band
We were raising each other
In a strange land
There were hard pills to swallow
But we drank 'em all down
Oh the nights were too short then
And now they're a little too long

I hear you calling and you
don't have to call so loud
I see you falling and you don't
have to walk so proud
You can run all night but we
can take you where
You can shout out in anger
You can laugh like a fool
You can cry like an angel

So look homeward baby
Keep your eyes on the sky
They will never forgive you
So don't ask them to try
This is your party, I know
it's not your ideal
May we all find salvation
In professions that heal

I hear you calling, you
don't have to call so loud
I see you falling and you don't
have to walk so proud
You can run all night but we
can take you where
You can shout out an answer
You can laugh like a fool

You can call up to heaven
We'll be listening to you
You can sing hallelujah
You can fly like a bird
You can cry like angel
When there are no words

S. Colvin - J. Leventhal

You will wander around
And it won't be the same
All the signs will be down
And it's starting to rain out
It's a lonely place
That you've brought it to now
You wanted to love
You didn't know how but
There will always be something to believe in

Do you believe in a miracle
Or just the things that you heard
Do you believe in a lover
Or just the curve of the world
Another stab every morning
To make sense of it all
Now you can go home
To nothing at all
There will always be something to believe in

There will always be stars in the wind
Little lines on your face when you grin
When it looks like you've done it again
And you just don't know where to begin
There will always be something to believe in

S. Colvin - J. Leventhal

Well we pounded the pavement between
dotted lines
But we always belonged to the
fugitive kind
We were never the best but we were
better than this
To be made to bow down among princes
I got thrown around hallways and
bedrooms and towns
And you run from that voice and
it drags you around
It don't matter the ruse or the
weapons we choose
There is only one thing that can free us

Oh so here I am
The lion and the lamb
I was born to be telling this story
I could only be telling this story
I will always be telling this story

Well our father married our
mother too young
And he took on a world like a
fortunate son
But in the cellar downstairs waiting
for the bomb scare
He would hide from us under the kitchen
Where she simmered so soft with
her weapons of tin
And like so many suppers she just
gave us to him
And he never did guess in her cast
iron dress
She was burning beyond recognition

Oh it's not over yet
I can't forget
I am going to be telling this story
I was born to be telling this story
I will always be telling this story

Sometimes I feel so reckless and wild
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
I gave nobody life, I am nobody's wife
And I seem to be nobody's daughter
So red is the color that I like the best
It's your Indian skin and the badge
on my chest
The heat of my pride
The lips of a bride
The sad heart of the truth
And the flag of youth
And blood that is thicker than water

I was made to be telling this story
I was born to be telling this story
I am going to be telling this story
I could only be telling this story
I will always be telling this story

S. Colvin

I've been sleeping fair
Lately I could swear I'm thinking
clearer and clearer
And I've been working hard
Looking at my punch card and
my mirror, my mirror
But I daydream in my room
I'm baying at the moon
Ricochet in time to the the music
You just pick a day and I'm in
a new destination

I take too many planes
I know too many names and I
forget them
I wanted to know if dreams
would lie
You said they would try and I
said let them
You just let them
But I kill dreams in the chase
I slap love in the face
Ricochet in time to the music
You just pick a day and I'm in
a new destination

I crawled up from the sewer
For something that was truer
than I intended
I ended up on my knees
In this big city I was befriended
I transcended
But I bruise my friends for more
I rail at heaven's door
Ricochet in time to the music
You just pick a day and I'm in
a new destination

S. Colvin

It is the dead of the night
Oh the dead of the night
I live on a dream, it came to me
When I was young
I brought it here, and now for years
The streets of London keep it safe and warm
Every morning it dies and it is reborn
In the dead of the night

I keep a pencil and a book
I say this is how a life can look
Russian roulette, French-kissed cigarette
And the silence like an anvil
The things that you learn, but now all
that burns
Is a candle
And the fog melts over the night, and
it softens the edges
I begin to write in the dead of the night

A bead of sweat runs down my arm
And I drink it from my skin
It is the most real thing that I feel
It is communion
Bless the meek
Heal the sick
Protect the weak
In the dead of the night