Cibachrome Blue

Take a voyage through the heart of darkness
To the sound of violins
On a sleeper train across the face of the moon
Discover many things
Go transatlantic, transpacific
Till the scales fall from your eyes
Amplify the longing, exaggerate the heat
And rise

Paul at Damascus and Christopher Columbus
Only found what they knew
Close your eyes and you may find it too
RNA and DNA
In a post-ethical age
Nothing is true
We move like shadows across the stage

Originator man, originator man
Make me a sun in the palm of your hand
A rising and setting sun
Deflowering, 24 hours, reflowering
Going out of fashion
Coming back into fashion
Catch the fruit as it falls for me
Hang it on the tree again

(Sunshine in the darkness)
I guess I've come to throw some shade
(Moving in the aftershock)
This time I've come to pull some weight
(Forwards through the crossfire)
Wc move with hands outstretched
Like the passionate forms we are
Carbon based lives
Born in exploding stars
(The helix and the spiral)
Transatlantic, transpacific
Four minutes and 33 seconds of love

A prophet predicted a space probe
That predicted the start of a world
An impossibly remote opportunity
A flash of the dice in the game of chance
Played by a lonely young girl
Then came a messiah, a second messiah
A third messiah then another messiah
Then everything changed
Signal to noise, boys will be boys
And girls will be boys
Increment is decrement, Christ is anti-Christ
And so on and so on - to cry is to laugh
There are multiplications and variations
There is no true path

Call him cut creator, originator
Or call him another name
All the basking sharks on the barrier reef
Call him The Oyster Man
He's ducking for pearls, throwing them back
Watching the signs, making it new
Experimental worlds
In Cibachrome blue

(Sunshine in the darkness)
Take a voyage through the heart
To the sound of violins
On a sleeper train across the face of the moon
Discover many things
(Moving in the aftershock)
Paul at Damascus and Christopher Columbus
Only found what they knew
Close your eyes and you may find it too
(Forwards through the crossfire)
We move with hands outstretched
Like the passionate forms we are
Carbon-based lives born in exploding stars
(The helix and the spiral)
Ragamuffin boy, Sheherezade
A commonplace book of styles
Lying in the olive grove
God smiles

Virtual Reality

You can walk and you can talk in virtual reality
All you've got to do is dream
You can have whatever you want in virtual reality
All you've got to do is dream
Have virtually anything in virtual reality
Just do it

In moments when I want you
In moments when I want you so
All I've got to do is dream
In moments when I need you
In moments when I need you so

This is just like the real thing, only better
It's reality only better

In moments when I want you
In moments when I want you so
All I've got to do is dream
In moments when I need you
In moments when I need you so

What's real to me, what's make-believe
I don't even care any more
When I dream
When I dream, oh

In moments when I want you
In moments when I want you so
All I've got to do is dream
In moments when I need you
In moments when I need you so
All I've got to do is dream
All you've got to do is dream

Vocation

Splendid isolation
I'm moving round in splendid isolation
This is my vocation
I'm aiming for a higher destination

Gotta get in the right place at the right time
Doing the right thing
Gotta get in the right place at the right time
In the right style
Gotta get in the right time do the right thing

Joyful celebration
I'm spinning round in joyful celebration
Find a new vocation
Be witness to some sudden elevation

Spirit celebration
I'm reeling round in spirit celebration
Violent jubilation
When most lead lives of silent desperation

Splendid isolation
I'm moving round in splendid isolation
This is my vocation
I'm moving round I pern in a gyre, pern in a gyre

Conquistador

If I slipped away
Maybe nobody'd notice
You'd probably say
It's just one of those things
With a little dismay
And a shrug of the shoulders
You'd buy a coat
Against the cold

Love has left the arena
Love has left the arena

One day I'm here
The next I vanish
It seems severe
But you carry on
It's not the end of the world
There are compensations
Maybe it's money
Maybe it's drugs

Love has left the arena
Love has left the arena

This world is spectacular
With many diversions
You can ski down a mountain
In a dayglo suit
You can build up an empire
You can be a conquistador
And when you've won
What'll you do?

If love has left the arena
Love has left the arena

Spacewalk

We're on a spacewalk We ride the soul train
We near the bass talk It's saying nothing

I want to see you I want to feel you
I want to touch you I want to be with you

We're in the basement We're watching baseball
We're getting out of our heads Were we ever in them at all

We take the smart drug So we can think straight
We take the empathy drug And get on great

And in the wintertime It feels like summer time
And in the summertime It feels so strange

We ride the soul train Just like the brothers
We dance to dead men - Marley, Marvin, Otis and many others

We're on a spacewalk We're walking inside
That's where the space is That's where the love died

I want to see you I want to feel you
I want to touch you I want to be with you

Summer Holiday 1999

Pine trees in the playgrounds
Around the empty school
A diary full of diagrams
A boy, perhaps a girl
Embarrassing confession
Of a strange, forbidden love
On the cliffs above the river
He asks himself forever

Is there any reason not to die
If this love I feel must always be denied?

Summer holiday 1999
This rush to live
Summer holiday 1999
This wish to die
This purity, as cold as spring snow
In the wind on the island of Hokkaido

I long to see your face
From every angle all at once
Just like the faces in a Cubist composition
I remember in a film I saw they scanned somebody's brain
With a machine that let you feel all his emotion
Well I know that that was only science fiction
But I'm dying to make you feel the way I feel

Afterglow

Welcome to the afterglow
Welcome to the show

We welcome to the world
The flight just arrived at gate 17

We welcome to the world the ones who left to find
Other states of mind while others stayed behind
We welcome to the world the ones who couldn't live it
Too late to begin it and too soon to end it

For they are the returning generation

We welcome to the world
The flight just arrived at gate 17
Would all passengers who've been
In search of other ways of living
Check at Information for debriefing

For they are the returning generation

Welcome to the world
Where shares can go down as well as up
Where 'Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup'
Plays on a remastered CD somewhere in Los Angeles
While seagulls wheel and the index drops

Research and development, I'm in my element
With the last of the elephants brainstorming
Never mind what's relevant and never mind selling it
While the power drains from the mainframes I'm surfing on the brainwaves
Singing free the slaves, Jesus saves And other bullshit literature
Washed down in the rainstorm

Welcome to the world
Check your hostility
At gate17
This is information
We eat, we sleep, we shit and fuck and die
We speak, we hope, we learn, we try

Welcome to the afterglow
Welcome to the show

For we are the returning generation

We welcome to the world
The flight just arrived at gate 17
Would all passengers who've been
In search of other ways of living
Check at Information for debriefing

Too late to enjoy it
Too soon to destroy it
Too dumb to invent it
Too smart to end it

Trans Siberian Express

Catch a train direct to death
Glide where wheels and rails caress
Hear the last taboos expressed
In language looted and compressed
Abandon this world for the next
Cross the great plain of forgetfulness
Trans Siberian Express

Life on earth is short at best
The cities are a game of chess
Copper domes and statuettes
Victories with marble breasts
Leave your burden with the rest
Watch the sleepers phosphoresce
Trans Siberian Express

Rich man leave your wealthiness
Wanderer, your solemn dress
Seafarer, the sea's caress
Beowulf, your angriness
Time to take a second guess
Time to make a pact with death
Trans Siberian Express

The world is long, there is no consolation
For those who join at the end of the line

Through the train the four winds blow
The arctic and the sirocco
Stalactite and stalagmite
Stalag camp and satellite
Pass the captives on death row
The gulag archipelago
The skulls of reindeer in the snow
The longboat drifts, the dead float slow

Frightened wolves, nowhere to go
Find winding cloths of sleet and snow
The sleeping kings of long ago
Deep beneath Ben Bulben grow
Drifts are shifted by the plough
Like waves that break against the prow
How do you like your blue-eyed boy now
Mr Death?

Before the crocus cloaked the steppes
Before the tadpoles and the nests
Jack Frost screamed, his voice so hoarse
The signalmen were blown off course
They passed Attila on his horse
Passed the Visigoths and Norse
Villages with Viking forts
And knew not where they were

The world is long, there is no consolation
For those who join at the end of the line
The skeletons were at the feast
Before the dreams of ancient Greece
Before the shaman and the priest
Jason and the Golden Fleece
Before the Dead Sea Scrolls released
Their meaning or the experts pieced together
The epic of Gilgamesh
Trans Siberian Express

Don't cry for me I never cried for you
Just left without the name
Of the place I'm going to
Left without so much as a whisper to remind you
I'm travelling to forget you
And to find you

Voyager

In the garden I forget who I am
There are daffodils and the motorway's jammed
And my love for you is so new
But the weather's wrong
I'm doing nothing, really not much at all
Just predictable things
Watching leaves as they fall
In the springtime in my flat
Satellites send pictures through the night
The moon is hot, I can't do anything

And watch Voyager flying blind
Through unimaginable space and time
Endlessly on TV

I'm alone again and the Watchman is on
In a feature film I hear a beautiful song
These days I cry a lot, I don't know why
Perhaps I try
I've got a newspaper, I've read it all through
The world is strange today, all the news is so good
And my hair has got so blond
As I stare at my reflection in the pond
And the trees have died
And I go inside

And I watch Voyager flying blind
Through unimaginable space and t me
Endlessly

Hold me love I cannot catch my breath
This fear of love is choking me to death
I can't live without you I can't live with you
I wriggle and I turn
Tell me when will I ever learn?

When the wind blows
On the stems of the flowers
I feel sorry for them
And I fetch them indoors
And my love for you is so new
And there's so much left to do
But there are thunderstorms
And the weather's wrong

Can't live without you, I can't live with you
I wriggle and I turn
Can't live without you, I can't live with you
When will I ever learn?



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