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The Man Who Couldn't Sing

Track 01: Think Too Much

I’m told I think too much
Stare at the sea too deeply
Same goes for the wind and the rain
Blowing round my overweight brain

I take serious things too seriously

Maybe I look for problems
Trying to work out what is really going on
Losing sight of what is true, apparently

I take serious things too seriously

I’m told I think too much
Stare at the sea too deeply
Same goes for the wind and the rain
Blowing round my overweight brain

I take serious things too seriously

I take serious things too seriously

Track 02: Tomorrow

Tomorrow
I will be there by your side
Read you stories and say goodnight
I’m just a little too busy right now

Tomorrow
We will run wild through the trees
Play make believe with cups of tea
I know you believe in me

Yes we will borrow
More time tomorrow
Turn a new page
Our very own golden age
Tomorrow things will change

Tomorrow
We’ll put away our mobile phones
Sail a satellite and signal home
I’m just unavailable right now

Oh cos tomorrow
There’ll be no sorrow
There’ll be no pain
Sunshine instead of rain

Yes we will borrow
More time tomorrow
Let me explain
Tomorrow things will –

Change in a day like a butterfly
We’ll spread our wings in a perfect sky –

Oh cos tomorrow
There’ll be no sorrow
I promise
(Just let me finish this)

Yes we will borrow
More time tomorrow
No need to fret
We’ll do it (but not just yet)
Tomorrow, tomorrow

Tomorrow things will change

06 Too Tired to Fight

I’m too tired to fight

Yes I’m too tired to fight

I’ve got the arguments in my head

They tumble out like stones

We’re using catapults these days – to break each others bones

But I’m just too tired to fight

 

I wanna go to the country, yeah a day by the sea

We wouldn’t need much money

It’d just be you and me

Unless we happen to run into a man selling things on the beach – I guess

And no matter what he had to sell –  well the answer would be, Yes yes yes!

 

Oh – when I think of the waves and how they roll

Well there’s you and me and a chance to be – whatever’s in our soul

We watch them roll…

 

I wanna go to the country I want a day in the sun

We could make up a picnic – drive around for fun

Maybe check into a hotel where the man is asleep at the desk

And no matter what the state of the room well the answer would be, ‘Yes yes yes!’

 

Oh – when I think of the waves and how they roll

We used to hang around like a dressing gown

With no real need to go

We watch them roll…

 

I’m too tired to fight

Yes I’m too tired to fight

I’ve got the arguments in my head

They tumble out like stones

We’re using catapults these days to break each others bones

 

But I’m too tired to fight

Yes I’m too tired to fight

We’ve got so many habits now as we fold up our clothes

I can see our arguments stacked in little rows

But I’m just too tired…

I’m way to tired – yes I’m just too tired to fight

03 Some Dreams are Always out of Reach

Some dreams are always out of reach

As juicy as a peach 

That’s hanging just too high in a tree

 

But the boy’s in love

Like a hero flies

He can see her falling from heaven above

With his x-ray eyes

 

Some dreams are like a rainbow

Too high to ever come down

He’s just no action hero

All he can do is stare from the ground…

 

Some dreams are always out of reach

As pretty as a beach that’s on the other side of the sea

Some dreams are always out of reach

You see it in his eyes, with this boy

 

And the days go by

Still he dreams at night

He can see her drop another grape in his mouth

Yes, it feels so right

 

The moon shines through his window

And from his world he stares

He’d love to take her dancing

So he pretends, by holding a chair

 

Some dreams are always out of reach

No matter what they preach, there ain’t so many fish in the sea

Some dreams are always out of reach

You see it in his eyes, with this boy

 

All his dreams, are butterflies

Trying so hard to fly

In summertime, the sun will climb

As they beat their wings

Suddenly they’re here, then they disappear

 

Some dreams are always out of reach

As juicy as a peach, that’s hanging just too high in a tree

Some dreams are always out of reach

You see it in his eyes with this boy

Some dreams are always out of reach

04 I Never Wanted to be Famous, but...

I never wanted to be famous

But I did have some big plans

And maybe I was just a little greedy

Wanting so many fans

 

See me on the magazines

Looking like a Libertine

I wouldn’t be just a celebrity

Cos I would have too much integrity

 

What if one day

God makes me pay

Maybe he already has

Judging by my photographs

 

I never wanted to be worshipped

But I did just want to see

What it would it be like if they all held hands

And sung a hymn to me

 

I guess it’s only fair enough

I was never really very tough

And everybody needs a fantasy

I only wanted immortality

 

What if one day

God makes me pay

Maybe he already has

Judging by the way I dance

 

I never wanted to be like King Kong

 never wanted to be big

But I could do with a handful of blondes

Screaming out at a gig

 

I never wanted to be Christ-like

But I could have done with the cash

Just enough to buy a helicopter

Well what’s wrong with that?

 

Imagining my name in lights

Was something I would do on Monday nights

And on any other given day

The thought was never very far away

 

So what if one day

God makes me pay

Maybe he already has

No-one wants my autograph

 

What if one day

God makes me pay

Everybody clap your hands

And maybe He will understand…

05 Black & Blue

When I first met you I was blue

When I first met you I was green, and so were you

Those early days, when everything felt right

How was I supposed to know the future wasn’t bright?

 

I still remember your first lies 

Those yellow stories, made me feel black inside

And I imagined, when you called me from his bed

Your lips oh so red as you turned around and said:

 

‘Oh don’t say good bye I only told you white lies’

 

No I would never lie to you

I only hurt you cos my heart was black and blue

A fine performance by the girl who always knew 

How to fake it… 

 

I remember golden leaves

Turning brown as I went down on one knee

Almost blue that little diamond ring

We were in the Autumn, pretending it was spring

 

But in the end, I let it go

There’s just no point in chasing a rainbow

And looking back, I guess that you could say:

I lost a lot of green but gained a little grey

 

‘Oh don’t say good bye I only told you white lies’

 

No, I would never lie to you

I only hurt you cos my heart was black and blue

A fine performance by the girl who always knew 

How to fake it… 

In the way that some girls do

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