Lyrics – Of All The Towns To Sleep In

MOVING TARGET
Move at half speed, Take some time to get back up,
Take your time to move on up,
Notice no need, Stand in line and wait your turn,
Midday sun will always burn.

It isn’t easy standing there, Naked in the open square,
Knowing they’ll be looking for you,
Lift your glasses to your eyes, But it’s a pretty poor disguise,
Pretty sure they’ve seen you coming.

Still out selling, But these days it costs too much,
Price keeps going up and up,
Best off folding, Stay in doors – here comes trouble,
Hear your town reduced to rubble.

By the buses, bikes and cars, Hiding behind a guitar,
Hard to hit a moving target,
Something hard to recognise, Harder still to sympathise,
Lazy hours pulling together.

If you see it, You might wonder what it’s all about,
If they see it they might wonder what it’s all about,
And you can tell them any lies you like…

Walk on water, Breakers here are pretty rough,
Hope you’ve brought your sterner stuff,
Act of nature, Always used to last too long,
Nowadays it’s too soon gone.

As you sink into the sea, Water swirls around your knees,
Trying hard to pull you under,
And you sweat like you might bleed, All those nights you soak the sheets,
Losing out and it’s no wonder.

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Would you feel for me,
If you saw me now sitting on my own,
Would you talk to me,
Or just disbelieve the things we have done.

With cuts on my face,
Pretend you can bear to look at me,
I’m standing up straight,
With my head intact heart soon to follow.

Resigned to a smile,
By your double take – a stuttering glance,
And by how you refused,
To take me just once when you had the chance.

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All fingers and thumbs,
Your hand missed your gun you dropped all your reasons,
A world weary shrug,
You know in your blood she’s a girl for some seasons.

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TURN ME ROUND
Turn me round, Turn me right around,
Turn me down, Do me over,
Feels like her skin, skin, skin, I’m folded deep within,
All the hits, Are pulling me to bits.

Give me the time to see how it flies, Show me the way from here,
Is it straight and is it clear?
Give me the time to see how it flies, I’ll get away from here.

Sound it out, Something to shout about,
Sounds too bad, All that luck you had,
Feels like my tongue, tongue, tongue, Got my good work undone,
More I tried, The more I watched it die.

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Senses turned and burned, I learned nothing,
Give me the time to see if it flies, Show me the way from here,
Give me the time to see if it flies, Shout if I cannot hear…

Seal it up, Little buttercup,
Seal my fate, Do me over,
Feels like the past, past, past, Made up on me at last,
Off we send, All the untied ends.

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CITY
City’s melting face, With its multitude of sinners,
Counts us amongst its number,
News of distant lands, Turns us inward,
Helps us to be older.

Don’t pretend you’re not haunted,
By all the things that you’ve always wanted.

Shaking your mistakes, Takes more than you’d imagined,
So long since they happened,
Patience is rewarded, With blows into your chest,
Months of being depressed.

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Walking from the scene, Trying to believe that things are better…

Watch your world change, With the simplest twist of fate,
Urging you to hate, All that has outgrown you,
Hangs on for dear life, Tempted by the sight.

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FACING UP
So I walk along the street putting one foot in front of the other,
Same way as I’ve always done – it’s served me pretty well so far,
But the snow that fell in the early hours yesterday morning turned to slush
When the thaw came, And now it’s turned to ice and my ankles ache to step on it.

And I can see the moon behind the clouds it’s orange,
Facing up the sinking sun,
And I can see the eyes inside the moon they’re yellow,
Facing up to no-one.

So I decide that since I’ve made the effort to leave the house,
And bear in mind it’s freezing cold today,
I might as well go down they’re just for a look you know, To see if anything’s changed,
I hope not but I guess it’s bound to have after all this time,
Still, if I think back then, It might just lift my mood.

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WHEN YOU’VE GONE
What doesn’t kill you makes you stranger, What doesn’t kill you makes you mad,
What doesn’t kill you makes you bitter, What doesn’t kill you makes you glad,
There’s no-one here to hold your hand and kiss your ear.

What doesn’t kill you stings you badly, What doesn’t kill you clears the decks,
What doesn’t kills you leaves you angry, What doesn’t kill you leaves a mess,
You have to clear before you can move on from here.

Forget your aspirations, Lock up all that you’ve done,
Decide if you are staying, And I’ll make plans for when you’ve gone.

What doesn’t help you drags you backwards, What doesn’t help you pulls you down,
What doesn’t help you sweeps you under, But it helps that she’s not around,
To see your face or hear your words when you hear her name.

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When she won’t listen to your stories, When she won’t listen to you cry,
When she has no care for your worries, The only thing to do is try,
To brave the night when winter comes and the world turns white.

WOOD AND STONE
Of all the towns to sleep in, This one can be most comfy,
I like it when I sleep in, With morning well behind me,
But I hate the changing weather, It changes us all too,
And I don’t like the things, Which I can see us changing into.

With my poor reputation, It gets hard to remember,
Ideas above my station, I’ll be gone by September,
And if I’m alone when I go, It won’t feel that strange,
‘Cause with my life I’m fighting, All of those people trying to make me change.

Give me wood and stone, To turn me into someone,
That I can grow to be proud of.

Of all the people in here, It’s her whose made me bitter,
From what they’re saying I hear, She told them that I hit her,
As I watch the fences cracking, I’m invited in,
But I can feel the bleeding, It’s still there to remind me where I’ve been.

Give me wood and stone, To turn me into someone,
That I can grow to be proud of.

Of all the girls to sleep with, I had to pick her sister,
Forgetting who I was with, I told her that I missed you,
But f you come here tomorrow, I won’t leave with you,
‘Cause I can see all of the things that you’re trying, trying, trying to do.

Give me wood and stone, To turn me into someone,
That I can grow to be proud of.

TASTE
I may not seem to be here, I may not seem to be listening,
But I can see you in my mind.

As I lie here on my bed, You can stroke my lifeless head,
As I lie here on my bed, I can taste all your regrets.

Take advantage whilst I lie here, Take your chances now you know that I can’t speak,
Offload all the things that keep you awake at night.

As I lie here on my bed, You can stroke my lifeless head,
As I lie here on my bed, I can taste all your regrets,
As my senses start to slip, You can kiss my chilling lips,
As my senses start to slip, You can kiss my chilling lips.

Last the hours ’til you’re certain, That your words will let you sleep,
Know nothing of all the damage that you’ve done to me…

As I lie here on my bed, You can stroke my lifeless head,
As I lie here on my bed, I can taste all your regrets,
As my senses start to slip, You can kiss my chilling lips,
As I close my failing eyes, You can wash me with your lies.

CHILL
I know I look bad to you now, I know I must look like I’m close to a breakdown,
But I’ll be O.K. if I get, All of those things that you’ve told me I can’t have yet.

You called me a childish boy, Well show me a man’s life,
I’ll show you a life full of foolish ploys and broken toys,
So give me back a little credit, I know on your weaker days you realise I deserve it.

Feeling the burning can’t be helping me out at all, Feeling the benefit of thinking of one last call…

Back on the boat waiting for the chill, Back on the boat waiting for the wind.

I know I’ve been down in the dumps, But sometimes there’s something of value that you can turn up there,
So give me a chance to revive, It looks bad for you if everyone sees we’ve got no life.

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Feels like the strangest of days, Trying to manouvere and handle all your funny ways,
But you’re taking a branch at a time, Pretending that you are not killing off all that is mine,
But do you know what it looks like from here, You slipping and sliding around on your own fear,
On your own fear.

Feeling the burning can’t be helping me out at all, Feeling the benefit of thinking of one last call…

Back on the boat waiting for the chill, Back on the boat waiting for the wind,
Back on the boat waiting for the chill, Back on the boat waiting for the wind,
To carry me, To where I want to be.

HOW CAN I BE SURE?
She said how can I be sure when I wake tomorrow morning the sun is shining,
How can I be sure when I open up my eyes I’m in my own bed,
How can I be sure that when I fall asleep I’ll keep on breathing,
How can I be sure when I am sleeping of the things I’ve said?

Tell me I won’t die tonight, Tell me I can live my life,
Tell me I will stand not fall at all.

He said how can I be sure that when you leave for work you’ll come back home,
How can I be sure you haven’t made your plans to move away,
How can I be certain that if something was wrong I would know,
And who is here to reassure me night will always follow day?

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Pass me the rope from your hands, Lay me out on the sand,
Give me something, Give me something, Give me something sweet…

How can I be sure all the lies I told have gone unnoticed,
How can I be sure they’re still falling for my easy charm,
It’s said that it never goes but I know ’cause I used to have it,
And you don’t get a warning as it rushes headlong from your arms.

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YEAR
A year goes so fast, Especially when
All those things that you thought would last, Start to fade,
A year takes its time, Especially when
All you do is just remind yourself, How it was.

A year gets you down, Especially when
You see her around all the places, That you go,
A year changes much, Especially when
It has seen you lose your touch, Dull your senses.

Feel the fall in time, Feel the fall in time.

A girl does her best, To excavate
The excitement you’ve repressed, After the last time,
But it’s hard to care, When it becomes clear
That all this time you’ve had to share, What seemed your’s alone.

Feel the fall in time, Feel the fall in time,
Feel the fall in time, Overtake your mind,
And the blue that you see is just an apparition,
Deep down you know, That it’s going to go,
Just as soon as you get back to untroubled sleeping.

A new love comes round, Takes your mind
Off of all the things in your town, That you hate,
A new love grows old, Soon you find,
That you’re back out in the cold, Turning your collar up,
A new love is just the same, As the last one,
Except for the name, It always changes.

CHORUS

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