White Lies - Turn The Bells

The market-place has nothing to sell
Left alone its awnings shiver
Wind whistles through the wood
Fish teeth snapping in a river
Peaks puncture the sky
Like a child's icy toes
Dipped in a stream
That a few of us know
And the cloud just a ripple?
A shock from the impact?

Shadows on the streets
Look like veils at morning
Ice blots in the stone cracks
Where tears must have fallen

Oil by the bucket feeds flares to the heavens
Offerings of incense, small bills and lemons
Drumbeats in the caves
And heartbeats in the huts
Protectors unveiled for the first time in months

You find some best friends,
We'll hold each other
And I'll turn the bells
I'll turn the bells

The storm clouds pass and everything's for sale
The chattering of rapids,
And bartering of sunset
Beads crunch like bones
Through fingers and knuckles
Poor hans pick cheap quartz
In the quarries and cliff-edge

A group od sandalwood trees
With clotted blood coloured bark
Candle-lit teeth
Half-moon smiles in the dark

The biker gangs smoking
On the edge of the lake
The smoke like white horses
A white-eyed mistake
There's spirits in the water
Like photos in a box
They're torn by the current
And crushed by the rocks

You find some best friends,
We'll hold each other
And I'll turn the bells
I'll turn the bells

Cat Power - Ruin

I've seen gypsies who made it all the way
And kept going, kept rolling with nowhere to go
Nowhere to go.

As far as I've seen, from the bush
In the wilderness, to every known city
I've been to Saudi Arabia, dug up Calcutta
So I went to Mozambique, Istanbul, Rio, Rome
Argentina, Chile, Mexico, Taiwan, Great Britain
Belfast, to the desert, Spain
Some little bitty island in the middle of the Ṗacific
All the way back home, to my town
To my town
Bitching, complaining, yet some people who ain't got shit to eat
Bitching, moaning, so many people you know what they got

What are we doing?
We're sitting on a ruin
What are we doing?
We're sitting on a ruin

As far as I've seen, from the bush
In the wilderness, to every known city
I've been to Saudi Arabia, dug up Calcutta
So I went to Mozambique, Istanbul, Rio, Rome
Argentina, Chile, Mexico, Taiwan, Great Britain
Belfast, to the desert, Spain
Some little bitty island in the middle of the Pacific
All the way back home, to my town
To my town
Bitching, complaining, yet some people who ain't got shit to eat
Bitching, moaning, so many people you know what they got

What are we doing?
We're sitting on a ruin
What are we doing?
We're sitting on a ruin

What are we doing?
We're sitting on a ruin
What are we doing?
We're sitting on a ruin

The Doors - Someday Soon [Live at the Seattle Centre, Seattle, 1970]

Someday soon, someday soon
Familiar freaks will fill your living room
Rugs lash out their lizard tongues
You're not getting young, you're not getting young

But you're going to die
And you're going to be needing all of your eyes

You'll be all alone
When the animals cry
All by yourself
In some infancy's lie

Someday soon, someday soon
Television bleeding like a harvest moon
Flush the scissors down the hole
You're getting old, you're getting old

And I hate to remind you but you're going to die
And you're going to be needing all of your lies

You'll be all alone
When the animals cry
All by yourself
In some infancy's lie

Someday soon
Someday soon
Someday soon
Someday soon

Jane Siberry with k.d. lang - Calling All Angels [Remix Version]

Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah
Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Dominica, Mary Angelica
Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronella
Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir
and all the rest

A man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries
And high above him you hear the church bells start to ring.
The heaviness, the heaviness of it settles in,
A mother starts to sing.

Then it's one foot then the other as you step along the road
Steppin' on the road, how much weight, how much weight?
And it's how long and how far and how many times,
Oh, before it's too late?

Calling all angels, calling all angels.
Walk me through this one, don't leave me alone.
Calling all angels, calling all angels.
We're trying, we're hoping, but we're not sure how

Oh and every day you gaze upon the sunset
With such love and intensity.
Why it's almost as if, if you could only crack the code
You'd finally understand what this all means.

Oh but if you could, do you think you would
Have traded all the pain and suffering?
Oh, but then you would've missed the beauty of the light upon this earth
And the sweetness of the leaving.

Calling all angels, calling all angels!
Walk me through this one, don't leave me alone
Calling all angels, calling all angels,
We're trying, we're hoping but we're not sure

Calling all angels (call all angels)
Calling all angels (call all angels)
Walk me through this one
Don't leave me alone.

Calling all angels, calling all angels
We're trying, we're hoping, we're hurting, we're loving
We're crying, we're calling,
But we're not sure how this goes.

Snow Patrol - The Lightning Strike

[I - What If This Storm Ends?]

What if this storm ends?
And I don't see you
As you are now
Ever again

The perfect halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planet's last dance

Just for a minute
The silver forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow

Now it's found us
Like I have found you
I don't want to run
Just overwhelm me

What if this storm ends?
And leaves us nothing
Except a memory
A distant echo

I won't pin down
I've walked unsettled
Rattle cage after cage
Until my blood boils

I want to see you
As you are now
Every single day
That I am living

Painted in flames
All peeling thunder
Be the lightning in me
That strikes relentless

What if this storm ends?
And I don't see you
As you are now
Ever again

The perfect halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planet's last dance

Just for a minute
The silver forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow

Now it's found us
Like I have found you
I don't want to run
Just overwhelm me

[II - The Sunlight Through The Flags]

From here the caravans are kids toys
And I can hold them all in my palm
I watch the sea creep round the corner
It connects the dots from here to you
The sunlight burning through the loose flags
Painted high on white church walls
I chase my blood from brain to thumped heart
Until I'm out of breath for trying

Worry not everything is sound
This is the safest place you've found
The only noise beating out is ours
Lacing our tea from honey jars

These accidents of faith and nature
They tend to stick in the spokes of you
But every now and then the trend bucks
And you're repaired by more than glue

Worry not everything is sound
This is the safest place you've found
The only noise beating out is ours
Lacing our tea from honey jars

Why don't you rest your fragile bones
A minute ago you looked alone
Stop waving your arms you're safe and dry
Breathe in and drink up the winter sky

[III - Daybreak]

Slowly the day breaks apart in our hands
And soft hallelujahs flow in from the church
The one on the corner you said frightened you
It was too dark and too large to find your soul in

Something was bound to go right sometime today
All these broken pieces fit together
To make a perfect picture of us
It got cold and then dark so suddenly and rained
It rained so hard the two of us were the only thing
That we could see for miles and miles
And in the middle of the flood I felt my worth
When you held onto me like I was your little life raft
Please know that you were mine as well
Drops of water hit the ground like God's own tears
And spread out into shapes like Salad bowls
And basins and buckets for bailing out the flood

As motionless cars rust on driveways and kerbs
You take off your raincoat and stretch out your arms
We both laugh out loud and surrender to it
The sheer force of sky and the cold magnet Earth

Something was bound to go right sometime today
All these broken pieces fit together
To make a perfect picture of us
It got cold and then dark so suddenly and rained
It rained so hard the two of us were the only thing
That we could see for miles and miles
And in the middle of the flood I felt my worth
When you held onto me like I was your little life raft
Please know that you were mine as well
Drops of water hit the ground like God's own tears
And spread out into shapes like Salad bowls
And basins and buckets for bailing out the flood

The Mission - Raising Cain

I'm sick and tired of this masquerade
I'm bored to death by the games we play
For to long now it's been a charade
Don't wanna stay around to piss on parade

Gotta get the hell outta here
Too late now to wrap me up in chains
Too late now to bite my tongue, stop me
Raising Cain

The chip on your shoulder is a monkey on my back
You steal the glory, I'll take the flak
Can't stand your accusations, your recriminations

It's time to jump this train 'cause we've crashed the station

Don't wanna take this ride no more
Too late now to wrap me up in chains
Too late now to bite my tongue, stop me
Raising Cain

The gift of masque was like pearls before swine

Too late now to wrap me up in chains
Too late now to bite my tongue, stop me
Raising Cain

R.E.M. - Old Man Kensey

Old Man Kensey wants to be a sign painter
First he's got to learn to read
He's gonna be a clown on TV.
Flags at his elbow, time to breath
(That's my folly) I believe

Drink up the lake, Kensey's away
(That's my folly) That's my mistake

Old Man Kensey wants to be a goalie
First he's got to learn to count
He's gonna be a clown on a circus mount
Letters to me signed in sopped up tar
(That's my folly) Kensey's going far

John, Bill and Ted, stand on your head
(That's my folly) I'm ready to go

Old Man Kensey wants to be a dog catcher
First he's got to learn to stand
He's gonna be a clown in a marching band
Letters to me signed ransom greed
(That's my folly) I believe

Drink up the lake, John, Bill and Ted,
(That's my folly) That's my mistake
Kensey's away, stand on your head
(That's my folly) I'm ready to go

Smashing Pumpkins - Schaudenfreud

Like the lion, I will track our rulers
Into the cracks of this earth
'Twixt the field and the foal, unaided
Yet spun with the toil of an oath

Three days unknown, two days agone
I'm harvest more than guide
Isidore was right

Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Fain autumns, winter side
Find your light, find your light
Mark the hurt, mark the face
Mark the dirt of cloven graves
Find your light
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light

As the bull on the wheel, I follow
Stubborn, with downcast eyes
'Round the hills of our lord and hollows
In sacrifice of his own

Three days unknown, two days agone
I'm shadow more than guide
Isidore was right

Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Fain autumns, winter side
Find your light, find your light
Mark the coil, mark the reed
Mark the piper, go to sleep
Find your light
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Find your light

Smashing Pumpkins - Galapogos

ain't it funny how we pretend we're still a child
softly stolen under our blanket skies
and rescue me from me, and all that i believe
i won't deny the pain
i won't deny the change
and should i fall from grace here with you
will you leave me too?
carve out your heart for keeps in an old oak tree
and hold me for goodbyes-and-whispered lullabyes
and tell me i am still
the man i'm supposed to be
i won't deny the pain
i won't deny the change
and should i fall from grace here with you
will you leave me too?
too late to turn back now, i'm running out of sound
and i am changing, changing
and if we died right now, this fool you love somehow
is here with you
i won't deny the pain
i won't deny the change
and should i fall from grace here with you
would you leave me too?

Lamb - What Sound

What is that sound
Ringing in my ears
The strangest sound
I've heard for years and years
The sound of two hearts
Beating side by side
The sound of one love
That neither one can hide
The sound that makes the world go round
The sound that makes the world go round

What is that sound
Running round my head
Funny I thought
That part was long since dead
But now there is new life
Coursing through my veins
Because there's someone
Who makes it beat again

The sound that makes the world go round
The sound that makes the world go round
The sound that makes the world go round
The sound that makes the world go round
What is that sound
Ringing in my ears
The strangest sound
I've heard for years and hears
The sound of two hearts
Beating side by side
The sound of one love
That neither one can hide