Grace Under Pressure
Album - 12 aprile 1984 - Debaser id 13350

Distant Early Warning

An ill wind comes arising
Across the cities of the plain
There's no swimming in the heavy water
No singing in the acid rain
Red alert
Red alert

It's so hard to stay together
Passing through revolving doors
We need someone to talk to
And someone to sweep the floors
Incomplete
Incomplete

Chorus
The world weighs on my shoulders
But what am I to do?
You sometimes drive me crazy
But I worry about you
I know it makes no difference
To what you're going through
But I see the tip of the iceberg
And I worry about you...

Cruising under your radar
Watching from satellites
Take a page from the red book
Keep them in your sights
Red alert
Red alert

Left and rights of passage
Black and whites of youth
Who can face the knowledge
That the truth is not the truth?
Obsolete
Absolute

Chorus

Absalom, Absalom, Absalom

Suddenly, you were gone
From all the lives you left your mark upon
I remember
How we talked and drank into the misty dawn
I hear the voices
We ran by the water on the wet summer lawn
I see the footprints
I remember
I feel the way you would
I feel the way you would
I feel, feel the way you would
Tried to believe but you know it's no good
This is something that just can't be understood
I remember
The shouts of joy skiing fast through the woods
I hear the echoes
I learned your love for life,
I feel the way that you would
I feel your presence
I remember
I feel the way you would
I feel the way you would
I feel, feel the way you would
This just can't be understood
Tried to believe but you know it's no good
This is something that just can't be understood
I remember
I feel the way you would
I feel the way you would
I feel, feel the way you would
This just can't be understood

Things crawl in the darkness
That imagination spins
Needles at your nerve ends
Crawl like spiders on your skin

Pounding in your temples
And a surge of adrenaline
Every muscle tense to fence the enemy within

[Chorus:]
I'm not giving in to security under pressure
I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure
I'm not giving up on implausible dreams
Experience to extremes
Experience to extremes...

Suspicious looking stranger
Flashes you a dangerous grin
Shadows across your window...
Was it only trees in the wind?

Every breath a static charge
A tongue that tastes like tin
Steely-eyed outside to hide the enemy within

To you, is it movement or is it action?
Is it contact or just reaction?
And you... revolution or just resistance?
Is it living, or just existence?
Yeah, you! It takes a little more persistence
To get up and go the distance

[Chorus]

One humanoid escapee
One android on the run
Seeking freedom beneath
A lonely desert sun.

Trying to change it's program
Trying to change the mode
Crack the code
Images conflicting
Into data overload.

1-0-0-1-0-0-1
S.O.S.
1-0-0-1-0-0-1
In distress
1-0-0-1-0-0.

Memory banks unloading
Bytes break into bits
Unit one's in trouble and it's
Scared out of it's wits.

Guidance systems breakdown
A struggle to exist
To resist
A pulse of dying power
In a clenching plastic fist.

1-0-0-1-0-0-1
S.O.S.
1-0-0-1-0-0-1
In distress
1-0-0-1-0-0.

It replays each of the days
A hundred years of routines
Bows its head and prays
To the mother of all machines
All machines.

1-0-0-1-0-0-1
S.O.S.
1-0-0-1-0-0-1
In distress
1-0-0-1-0-0

It replays each of the days
A hundred years of routines
Bows its head and prays
To the mother of all machines
Mother of all machines.

To live between a rock
And a hard place
In between time
Cruising in the prime time
Soaking up the cathode rays.

To live between the wars
In our time
Living in real time
Holding the good time
Holding on to yesterdays.

You know how that rabbit feels
Going under your speeding wheels
Bright images flashing by
Like windshields towards a fly
Frozen in the fatal climb
But the wheels of time
Just pass you by.

Wheels can take you around
Wheels can cut you down
We can go from boom to bust
From dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets red glare
Down to "Brother can you spare"
Another war another wasteland
And another lost generation.

It slips between your hands like water
This living in real time
A dizzying lifetime
Reeling by on celluloid.

Struck between the eyes
By the big time world
Walking uneasy streets
Hiding beneath the sheets
Got to try and fill the void.

You know how that rabbit feels
Going under your speeding wheels
Bright images flashing by
Like windshields towards a fly
Frozen in the fatal climb
But the wheels of time
Just passed you by.

We can go from boom to bust
From dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets red glare
Down to "Brother can you spare"
Another war another wasteland
And another lost generation.