Less Is More
Album - 2 ottobre 2009 - Debaser id 616535

Three hundred miles an hour on water
In your purpose-built machine
No one dared to call a boat

Screaming blue
Out of this world
Make history
This is your day
Blue
Bird

At such speeds... things fly

What did she say?...

I know the pain of too much tenderness
Wondering when or if you'll come back again
Wanting to live for you
And being banned from giving

But only love will turn you around
Only love will turn you around
Only love
Only love will turn you around

So we live you and I
Either side of the edge
And we run and we scream
With the dilated stare
Of obsession and dreaming
What the hell do we want
Is it only to go
Where nobody has gone
A better way than the herd
Sing a different song
Till you're running the ledge
To the gasp from the crowd
Spinning round in your head
Everything that she said...

Well I hear that you were looking out to hunt me down
And I guess you're used to having everything you want
But you know that love can be as hard as sticks and stones
I tell you nothing else can be as hard as love can

Well I hear you got my number and you want my name
I'm a stream of noughts and crosses in your R-A-M
But you know that love can be as hard as algebra
Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love

Hard as love
Well I hear that you were lookin' out to take me home
And I hear that you can handle it and you're not scared
Have you heard about the pictures on my bedroom wall?
Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love

Hard as love
Well it makes you hungry and it makes you high
It makes you suffer and it makes you cry
But it's all worthwhile

It makes you humble and it makes you crawl
It makes you tremble and it makes you fall
But it's all worthwhile

It makes you desperate and it makes you dream
It makes you dangerous and it makes you scream
But it's all worthwhile
Just lie back and smile

"We will continue to love you even though the rest of the world hates you."
It makes you hungry and it makes you high
It makes you suffer and it makes you cry
It makes you panic and it makes you vain
It makes you primitive and sick inside
It makes you angry and it makes you blind
It makes you guilty and it makes you lie
Tied up and beaten
Spat out and eaten
Suicidal
Nothing's ever been as hard

Well I hear that were lookin' out to change my faith
You can bash me with your book of words, hammer me down
But you know that love can be as hard as six inch nails
Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love

Hard as love

I can imagine nothing more tedious
Than trying to have fun with you again
Maybe it's just someting in my mind
But I hate feeling like I'm trying all the time
It's a kind of lie
When we pretend that we're still friends

I'm sure that you're not exactly short of people to
hang out and laugh at your jokes
Tell you you look great
You wouldn't want me around
Making it all feel "forced"
..and "put down"

And every time I smile to wonder if I'm laughin' at you
And with every little grin you don't want to be wonderin'

Just exactly what it is I'm taking pleasure in

Although I always said
We were basically the same and all one
All one
It's so easy to persuade myself
I'm clockwork and you're quartz

I guess that irony
Will surely be
The death of me

And every time I smile d'you wonder if I'm laughin' at you?
And with every little grin you don't want to be wonderin'..

Although I always said
We were basically the same and all one
All one
It's so easy to persuade myself
I'm clockwork and you're quartz

You're only happy when you're oiled and jewelled
You're only happy when you wind me up and I know
You're so reliable it isn't true
And it's so easy for me to break down
If I could jump a ride between the skin and silicon then
We could join hands and understand. Hallelujah!
But I listen
to the ticking
I guess we're worlds apart ...
It's so hard. So hard

I know there's no going back
And you know there's no going back

You're only happy when you're oiled and jewelled
You're only happy when you're oiled and jewelled
You're never happy

I need maintenance
I need patience
I'm not foolproof
I'm not waterproof
I'm not shockproof
Bombproof
Bulletproof
Fireproof
Leakproof
Childproof
Stainproof
Pressureproof

I know I told myself
We're all basically the same and all one
All one
Y'know I just can't help myself
I'm clockwork and you're quartz
I'm clockwork and you're quartz
I know I never get the balance right
And turn up half an hour late night after night
And being totally dependable is very commendable
Altough you're never wrong
One of these days.. you're just gonna stop.

(Music: Marillion Lyrics: John Helmer)

I wonder if my rope’s still hanging from the tree
By the standing pool where you drank me
And filled me full of thirsty love
And the memory of water?

‘Wonder if a king still fishes there
His back toward the burned out air
His laughing catches singing loud
The memory of water

Your taste is blood and ecstasy
But I must drink you all alone
You’re freckled like a speckled egg
A dove… but this bird has flown

O stay with me sweet memory
O stay with me

Wonder if my rope’s still hanging from the tree
By the standing pool where you drank me
As pain flows through me like champagne
Of the memory of water

A wise man once said
A flower is only
A sexual organ
Beauty is cruelty
And evolution
A wise man once said
that everything could be explained with mathematics
He had denied
His feminine side
Now where is the wisdom in that?

I came just as fast as I could
Through the dirty air
Of your neighbourhood
Your name on a grain of rice
Hangin' around my neck
And a head like lead

This is the 21st century
I heard everything they said
The Universe demystified
Chemicals for God
This is the 21st century
I heard everything they said

A wise man once wrote
That love is only
An ancient instinct
For reproduction
Natural selection
A wise man once said
That everything could be explained
And it's all in the brain

We lay on a velvet rug
by the open fire
She blew air on my eyelids
I cried "What's it all about?"
As she kissed my hair
She said "There, there.."

"This is the 21st century
I heard everything you said
The universe demystified
Astronomy instead
This is the 21st century
Can't you get it through your head
This aint the way it was meant to be
Magic isn't dead
Come to bed
Come to bed

And rest your heavy head my love.."
And slowly, from above,
She showed the answer's something that can't be written down

This is the 21st century
Flash to crash and burn
Nobody's gonna give you anything
For nothing in return
There's a man up in a mirrored building
And he just bought the world

Would you want
To have kids
Growing up
Into what's left of this?

She shook her head,
She said "Can't you see?
The world is you
The world is me."

(Music: Marillion Lyrics: Steve Hogarth & John Helmer)

Well she tied me to the headboard with a surf leach
And her wet hair hugged her body like a long-lost friend
And I really tried my best to get across to her
But nothing she would say could be defended

Well her birthday suit it was her only present
When I looked into her eyes - no history
And I told her eating people wasn't pleasant
But she laughed a snake eye laugh and walked away from me

I watched her as she walked across the coals
I watched her as she walked across the coals

She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird
And I am your nightmare surfer babe
Mr. Wilson where's your sandbox and your beard
Are you still looking for the perfect microwave

So I did my best to try and get across her
I said: "One day every pebble hits the beach"
And I kissed her face and held her like a long-lost friend
But she was too far out there to be reached

She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird
I'm your nightmare surfer babe
Mr. Wilson where's your sandbox and your beard
Are you still looking for that perfect microwave?

And the sun came up over the mountain
And the waves rolled in across the bay
And the fabulous brightly coloured birds flew up out of the forest
And she said "Well we're all heaven's beautiful children livin' together in paradise
Lie down my dear... you're going to enjoy this"

She looked like she'd had sex
With a tyrranosaurus rex

She was singing: I was born in nineteen sixty weird
I'm your nightmare surfer babe
Mr. Wilson where's your sandbox and your beard
Are you still looking for that perfect microwave?

And I watched her as she walked across the coals
And I watched her as she walked across the coals