Geneva - Skeler & Blue Foundation

Goin' down Geneva, give me a helping hand I'm goin' down Geneva, give me a helping hand It's not easy baby, living on the exile plan Down on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes Down on the bottom, down to my new pair of shoes I'm down by the lakeside, thinking about my baby blue Last night I played a gig in Salzburg, outside in the pouring rain Last night I played a gig in Salzburg, outside in the pouring rain Flew from there to Montreux and my heart was filled with pain Alright Look out my window, back at the way things are Look out my window pane, back at the way things are Just wonder how, how did things ever get this far Vince Taylor used to live here, nobody's ever heard of him Vince Taylor used to live here, nobody's heard of him Ain't that a shame, just who he was, just where he fits in (Mick Green, go!) He was goin' down Geneva, give him helping hand He was goin' down Geneva, give him helping hand It wasn't easy living on the exile plan (Hit it one more time) Vince Taylor used to live here, nobody's even heard of him Vince, Vince Taylor lives here, nobody's even heard of him Just who he was, just where he fits in (One more time) Alright Just who he was, just where he fits in

Love, is it too late to let you in? Trade all your love for sins I'm ready to repent Take, if all requests are genuine Take me back and hand me wings Just like a cherubim And as you push me away Forget how I used to pray Love, we're far from Eden But I like it, truth be told (truth be told) Babe, I'm such a heathen In just the right way There's room to grow (There's room to grow) Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Love, is it too late for us to mend? I treated sermons like a prank Guess I could stay for a drink Ooh, I take another pill Cause I love the way it feels But there ain't nothing like the real thing And as you push me away Forget how I used to say Love, we're far from Eden But I like it, truth be told (truth be told) Babe, I'm such a heathen In just the right way There's room to grow (There's room to grow) Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh No, it's not enough (it's not, it's not enough) It's not enough (it's not enough) No, it's not enough (it's not, it's not enough) It's not enough (it's not enough) Babe, I'm such a heathen In just the right way There's room to grow (There's room to grow) There's room to grow There's room to grow There's room to grow There's room to grow There's room to grow (In just the right way)

All the things that we wished, they never came true All the promises made, were broken by you All the choices you made, would you make them again? All the lies that you told, did you believe in them? All the things that we wished, they never came true All the promises made, were broken by you All the choices you made, would you make them again? All the lies that you told, did you believe in them? All the things that we wished, they never came true All the promises made, were broken by you All the choices you made, would you make them again? All the lies that you told, did you believe in them? Our posturings, our imagined self-importance The delusion that we have some privileged position in universe Are challenged by this point of pale light Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark In our obscurity, in all this vastness There is no hint that help will come from elsewhere To save us from ourselves

The floor you walk on is smooth. There is no ground there. Magic begins with blood. Outside, there are trees, With concrete under their roots. But I have passed the tombs of kings, Regaled them with pacing, checked bins for food and wrappings. I have scoured the seas for miles, cloaked my face with ash. My fingertips opening, accepting my time. The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes For me, I'm your sorrow Calling in your dreams For me, I'm your shadow Howling in the streets Water chimes in the space between rocks, Speakers discharge and laughter is in the air, Glass divides us, Empty bottles Mark the steady sweep of day Tomorrow, I will walk the streets And steel myself for the familiar. Your eyes Will not settle, a hunger. You'd be happier in your grave. When we meet, share stories, you stretch me. I see, I see a semi-circle of teeth. The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes For me, I'm your sorrow Calling in your dreams For me, I'm your shadow Howling in the streets

I was given wine We're feeling okay And quite all right You wash my tears away And make me wanna stay And bonfires lit up the shores Walk far far away To go beside you Is where I want to be Walk far far away To laugh, to love Days of roses and wine Drifting astray With your hand in mine You stroke my fears away And make me wanna stay And bonfires lit up the shores Walk far far away To go beside you Is where I want to be Walk far far away To laugh, to love Walk far far away Where to go and hide? We're going to the sea Walk far far away To laugh, to love And this is how it went I am here to stay Roaring with the wind There's life within This is what I give A circle is complete Another circle spins There's life within Within