BLEEDING EDGE / DISTANT PAST

BY JOHN PARKES

LYRICS FROM BLEEDING EDGE / DISTANT PAST

AAZ CD16

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TRACKLISTING
1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. Brand New Day Dont Be Seventeen A Strange Affair Roses / Bees What to Do (One True Love) Lincolnshire Cinema Pictures (Loved to Sail) Sleep With Me One Who Got Away Cold Just for Now (Baby Song) My Hit Song Trireme 72 (All Rowed Home)

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Brand New Day

Were here, dont cry The birds of evening sing Stay warm, stay dry Its time to fold your wings Time to try to close your tired, tired eyes And you can fly in tomorrows sky If weve had a good day, well have another soon If weve had a bad day, be gone forever soon Stay safe, stay bright And reach up for the sky This love wont die Take us through the night Time to glide to the land of sleep Time to slide to the world of dreams Yes weve had a good day, well have another soon Well survive a bad day, all forgotten soon Time to try to close your tired, tired eyes And when you wake well have a brand new day And every day is a brand new day
By John Parkes

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Dont Be Seventeen
Dont be seventeen again my love cause we couldnt find our way back then And the currents still too strong Dont be leaving home again my love cause we couldnt sail that sea again With winter coming on I tried to make it right but I cant save this situation It makes no sense to fight against the time and tide and motion The higher is our kite, the easier to let it go The brighter is our light, the darker grow the shadows So dont be drawing plans on me my love Echoes twisting, smoke and air Just whispers in the wind So yes I could feel that way again But we let too many pieces drift away And theyre not coming back
By John Parkes

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A Strange Affair
When she stays here, she stays all night When it rains here, it rains all night If I fall into a feeling If I crash to the ceiling If you close your eyes The cool softness of summer leaves warms the winter air A strange affair, I left back there With all my love and everything When it snows here, it snows all night When she leaves here, she leaves no light If you call out for healing If you stand up for kneeling With her flame red hair The warm wetness of winter clothes cools the summer air A strange affair, sailed the air Caught cold by catapult and sling A strange affair, a trap and snare Waits on my weakness on the wing I said I dont believe it A strange affair, sailed the air Caught cold by catapult and sling A strange affair, I left back there With all my love and everything
By John Parkes

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Roses / Bees
You say no-one loves me more Trailing roses round my door You came blindly, you came strange Drowning pools of joy and pain You say death is not the end You say sex is not our friend You have walked on holy ground You have whispered in the crowd You send arrows through my windows You put ropes around my shadows You see meaning in my silences Silences and moods Pouring scorn like boiling oil Flowing sadness down my walls You are the sunshine in the trees You are the buzzing of the bees
By John Parkes

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What to Do (One True Love)

I dont know what to do with these feelings for you - and they hurt I worry, I wake and I pine and I wait - but I work cause the sky is not falling And the wise are not weeping And the real world slips on by I know what I feel and these feelings are real and for you Shallow as words and obscene and absurd - but theyre true But how longer lasting? On the rough road where theyll be landing Where strangers catch our eyes Save my one true love for you Save my one true love for you But I know this is nonsense And when desire takes on conscience Whole worlds fall apart Were so, were so wise and real life, real life lies And the world runs on bad timing And I only had a lifetime And my lizard brain wont die I do know what to say and I do know how to win and what works How fickle are feelings against the fates and the flakes and the flirts And its all far too easy To fall down slick and sleazy Where endings pose as starts Save my one true love for you
By J Parkes

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Lincolnshire
She stayed in a little town, with Lincolnshire all around She stayed in this little place, in my head with the market place and green I thought Id left her here Like the pickles on her larder shelf Just waiting there I thought Id left her there Like wartime gas-tight bottled pears From some dim remembered country fair I forgot about cars, supermarkets, bars, satellite TV, the internet and jobs And changes in the world, gazing at the same stars Old men on park seats and new people on your streets All those waves of changes All those years of changes It was me who stayed in that little world, and on the bed sheets nostalgia burns I held you in this little place, in my head with my past mistakes I dont think I mean to patronise, I just needed to leave then, no compromise But all these cities are just little towns, with meaner buses and bigger crowds I thought Id left you there In the past with all my prejudice of small town worlds Id like to make it clear, my world is no bigger than Lincolnshire Or that small town girl
By John Parkes

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Cinema Pictures (Loved to Sail)

What would you gain by leaving? But what could I claim for living? We all love you in cinema pictures Sailing On, Times Blue You loved to sail We love to hear your breathing You loved to sail You hoped to work with children - some day Now what do you care for laughing? Too young, too soon - in cinema pictures Ive seen you nude - in spinning home movies Turning Off, Tiny Sue You loved to sail You hoped to work with children And wed die for fame Will you die for fame now fading - away You feed the birds from a platform in the atmosphere Summer burns til the rain falls here Turning on to the East and Southern hemispheres Moving on where a star can shine You loved to sail We love to hear youre breathing And wed die for fame Will you die for fame now fading away
By John Parkes

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Sleep With Me
Please sleep with me, Id be proud to love and leave you Lose my lust then leave your life alone Please sleep with me, while Im on my best behaviour One of the things I cant keep up for too long Please sleep with me, before you get to know me Learn my habits and I lose my mystery Please sleep with me, dont lets stop and think this over Put this one down to irresponsibility And all youll hear as you lie here is youre beautiful to me Lets keep it clear that youre not here to waste your life with me Please sleep with me, while were neither not quite sober Pleasure plays before reason gets aroused Please sleep with me, though not a soul mate nor a saviour Stay the night and Ill try to make your day Please sleep with me, I will love you ever after Though nothing physical like standing by your side Please sleep with me, before I disappoint you Meet your mother and learn to criticise And all I fear is our lives steer clear of the best things in life they say are free And if all I feel are your hard high heels its a learning curve for me Unlock the cages that are labelled right and wrong Let out the monkeys and the cats a while Re-write the pages that would tell you how its done Though I wont argue if you run a mile

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Please sleep with me, before we even think of going shopping While my job is to soil not wash your underwear Please sleep with me - and thank you for not noticing Im a little older Give a life a linger longer lay And all youll hear as you lie here is youre beautiful to me Lets keep it clear that youre not here to waste your life with me
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One Who Got Away

You are slightly cold on summer days You only have so much faith You can never quite meet me here Holding something back And everyone has got a one who got away Anyone can get it wrong and run away Everyone can take summer on and turn it grey So even though its raining stars Even though the sunlight pours This little piece of dark is yours There is only drought in a cloudless sky Too much sunlight makes you blind Soft sand burns without some shade And we can only build on hard ground And everyone has got a one who got away Anyone can get it wrong and run away Everyone can take summer on and turn it grey But its not written in the stars Theres no fate or God or law That says this piece of dark is yours Watch them all carry on with confidence and summer skirts and bicycle bells A kind of pain that feels the rain, the dark of love The blood of life that makes it all real Leaves you free to fall Everyone has got a one who got away Anyone can get it wrong and run away Everyone can take summer on and turn it grey
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Cold
Walking from the station here, turn the face I wear round town To the grey stone war memorial, the closed down shopping mall An open mic comedian, in a pool of dark and noise Delusions I enunciate, how I could change the world To sing in a bar an insane abroad To shout at a wall a man over-bored The cold throws me home to the northern lights I know Cold blows me home on a train through rain and snow An over-bright night take-away I stand out on my own Voluntary euthanasia takes my hope and soul So I dont show those feelings that grow cold No streets of gold, no white lines on this road To walk in a park until the mist soaks up the dawn Or to be taken home by a girl that I dont know The cold throws me home to the northern lights I know Cold blows me home on a train through rain and snow This is no kiss and tell This is no kiss and tell
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Just for Now (Baby Song)

Dont know where you came from, where were you before? But youll never be alone as long as Im here We dont have a bedroom, we dont have a plan cept to always do for you, whatever we can But just for now, I cant wait to see you Just for now I cant wait to touch you Just for now I hope that you safely are born And in your mothers arms I hope that youre happy, I hope that youre strong And youll never knowingly hurt anyone I hope you climb mountains, I hope you sail seas And I hope youll always find whatever you need But in the end, we cant know the future In the end we cant live life for you In the end we cant build our castles in air Air... I hope youll have lovers, I hope youll sing songs And I hope well all admit when we are wrong And I will go with you, as far as I can And I hope that you will stay forever young But just for now, I cant wait to see you Just for now I cant wait to touch you Just for now I hope that you safely are born And in your mothers arms And I will go with you, as far as I can
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My Hit Song
My hit song, on the tip of my tongue Its been to the moon, words, a tune be here soon to entertain you But thats not what I do, an aberration its true Ambition and money and contracts and fools Ill give house room My hit song is for true believers My hit song, for fantasists and losers My hit verse, lifting the curse or skirts Sex, drugs and money in a colour ball burst - hey I can cope now So stick it up fashion, stick it up fate, sweeter than ever for turning up late Its a doozy My fey fairy way with melody wins business My old hurtful ways youll read in media studies Its going to be fun with the beautiful ones My cynical songs will be soothed with the balm that success brings But Im not ready yet, my demands are not met This song about a song for nows what you get Have to do now Its cynical birth is a seed in the earth Its worth every penny you paid And Id just like to thank you My hit song is for true believers My hit song, for fantasists and losers My hit song
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Trireme 72 (All Rowed Home)

With your Latin temperament and your Dutch cap youll go far In Arctic winters the Gomorrah sinner With the monocle and duelling scar We all rowed home in a trireme 72 We all rowed home somehow An English rose with Irish eyes and a spoonful of Spanish fly While Chinese whispers and French letter blisters They make the Latin lovers cry We all rode home on Arabian horse and nights We all rode home somehow Kicking our heels in the killing fields on a Portuguese man-o-war With Celtic crosses we cut our losses and followed the Northern Star In a Viennese whirl in an Indian summer with a skin full of German beer Three score and ten with God and a friend, we all ended up right here We all rowed home in a trireme 72 We all rowed home somehow
By John Parkes

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