The heater's on The windows are thin I'm trying hard to keep this warmth in I turn to her, she's sound asleep Someplace I don't know Doesn't matter how far you've come You've always got further to go I tried to tell you, yeah I can only say it when we're apart About this storm inside of me And how I miss your quiet, quiet, quiet heart Two hours on My eyes are open There's bad blood between us And what did I say that made you cry? Our dream won't die Doesn't matter how far you come You've always got further to go I tried to tell you, yeah I can only say it when we're apart About this storm inside of me And how I miss your quiet, quiet, quiet heart What is that light? That small red light Scorpio rising Doesn't matter how far you come You've always got further to go I tried to tell you, yeah I can only say it when we're apart About this storm inside of me And how I miss your heart I, I tried to tell her, yeah I can only say it when we're apart About this storm inside of me And how I miss her quiet, quiet, quiet heart

Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town And don't the sun look good today? (Shine) But the rain is on its way (shine) Watch the butcher shine his knives (shine) And this town is full of battered wives Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town And I ride your river under the bridge (shine) And I take your boat out to the ridge (shine) 'Cause I love that engine roar (shine) But I still don't know what I'm here for Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town They shut it down They closed it down They shut it down They pulled it down Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town Every day I make my way Through the streets of your town Round and round, up and down Through the streets of your town

A white moon appears Like a hole in the sky, The mangroves go quiet. In la Brisa de la Palma A teenage Rasputin Takes the sting from a gin, "When a woman learns to walk She's not dependent anymore A line front her letter May 24 And out on the bay The current is strong A boat can go lost. But I didn't know someone Could be so lonesome Didn't know a heart Could be tied up And held for ransom. Until you take your shoes And go outside, stride over stride. Walk to that tide because The door is open wide. Turned the fan off And went for a walk By the lights down on Shield Street. The birds in the trees Open their wings ... He goes home again. He dreams resistance, They talk commitment, Things change over long distance. Took the shirt off his back The eyes from his head And left him for dead. But I didn't know someone Could be so lonesome Didn't know a heart Could be tied up And held for ransom. Until you take your shoes And go outside, stride over stride, Walk to that tide because The door is open wide. Little lies, they'll take your pride. Until you take your shoes And go outside. stride over stride, Walk to that tide because The door is open wide. Stride over stride Walk to that tide. Bye, Bye Pride. Because the door is open wide. The door is always open wide. The door is always open wide.

A trader in furs living in exile Boy, what a kook, look at that passport Stale bread and paper without privilege If you live here learn the language When the rain hit the roof With the sound of a finished kiss Like a lip lifted from a lip I took the wrong road 'round A room in a lighthouse near the park The ghosts in the next room hear you cough Time drags on Sundays spent in Mayfair With all your riches, why aren't you there? Well, the wind acts like a magnet And pulls the leaf from the tree And the town's lost its breath I took the wrong road 'round Handsome is good, pretty is better What was that phrase, grace under pressure? Blind by the light bulb, blood to the bank Lost all yours letters when the ship sank In the disjointed breaking light The soft blue approach of the water Makes a sound you won't forget I took the wrong road 'round Stranded at low-tide where the river bends Wouldn't you know it? That's how life ends Lucky at cards, that's an old lie Lucky in love, that's how life ends Well, the turncoats turned around When they heard the sound of the bell Dropped their coins into the well I took the wrong road 'round Started out Oliver, ended up Fagin Don't you worry, it's my problem What's my name, what's my number? I'm the lonely one It's just at the end of the day When the light makes its slow move away That I know all I can say is I took the wrong road 'round Gambled with risk, paid you back with risk So now you know who your friends are They'll steel your shadow when your back's turned Bouquets of flowers, lesson's over When the rain hit the roof With the sound of a finished kiss Like a lip lifted from a lip And I took the wrong road 'round

I'd never met her type she ignored me and that's alright Never to be friends or my body lie on her floor Her father works Her mother works in exports But that's of no importance at all I don't mind I don't mind To chase her A fools dream I'm 104 degrees With a Head Full of Steam All waitings up I'm on that team That says go forward With a Head Full of Steam She plays hard to get along with But she might drop by She never had a nickname But then nor have I I don't mind I don't mind To chase her A fools dream I'm 104 degrees With a Head Full of Steam All waitings up I'm on that team That says go forward With a Head Full of Steam Steam Steam Oh, I just want to know I'd never met her type She locked the door and the key Opened the windows for the neighbours to see Her climb on my knee To chase her A fools dream I'm 104 degrees With a Head Full of Steam All waitings up I'm on that team That says go forward With a Head Full of Steam Go Forward Go forward now Go forward Go forward now

Just pulled out of a train station we're moving sideways I'm sitting here with three other people in the carriage Passing churches, passing stations, a bustling complex I see a sequence 22 rivers out my window Pushing you away from me Pushing you away from me The skyscrapers the cloud scratchers The sandwich maker the trollycar pusher Pushing you away from me Pushing you away from me Etterzhausen, Frankfurt Central, here comes a city And why do people who read Dostoevsky always look like Dostoevsky? A crowded train, a silent night The country's black and the cities are bright On this flight, through the night On this flight, historic night