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PLAZA
On the Plaza
We`re dancing slowly like photographs
Across the Plaza
Towards the shadow of the cenotaph
Down escalators, come to the sea-view
Behind the smoked glass no-one sees you
A familiar face comes to meet you
I remember your face
From some shattered windscreen
Across the Plaza
Some giant hauling of Italian cars
Across the Plaza
The lounge is occupied by seminars
From the Plaza
The highways curve in over reservoirs
On the plaza
A queue is forming for the cinema
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HE`S A LIQUID
He`s an angle
She`s a tangent
Theres some flowers on the bathroom floor
He`s a clicktrack
Now she makes a flashback
He`s a liquid
He`s a laugh
She`s a graph
He wears a sticky white shirt and tie
In those viscose clothes
His watch hand glows
He`s a liquid
She`s elusive
He`s adhesive
He`s a trickle down a falling wall
They get married too much
She`s a soft touch
He`s a liquid
He pulls
She pushed
They read in the bible about the flood
He draws the curtains
Now she`s certain
He`s a liquid
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UNDERPASS
Standing in the dark
Watching you glow
Lifting a receiver
Nobody I know
Underpass
Underpass
Well I used to remember
Now it`s all gone
World War something
We were somebody`s sons
Underpass
Underpass
Over all the bridges
Echoes in rows
Talking at the same time
Click click drone
Click click drone
Underpass
Underpass
Misty on the glass now
Rusty on the door
Here for years now
Click click drone
Click click drone
Click click drone
Click click drone
Underpass
Underpass...until fade
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METAL BEAT
Jim suit
Black hair
Dim skin
Gold teeth
A trickle voice like a silver sheet
The pulling of the light
Reflecting in my eyes
Pick up a flip top box from the vinyl seat
Metal beat
Metal beat
Drift in
Drift out
We`re gone
I`m here
Click on
Click off
Don`t get too near
Name on the shatterproof glass
Melt into a mass
Let`s slide across me in this heat
Metal beat
Metal beat
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NO-ONE DRIVING
It seems like you were lit inside
I feel like fog beside the shine
Figure fades away
Some-one takes my place
Meshing with the pictures on the pages
There`s no-one driving
There`s no-one driving
There`s no-one
The family`s back from years ago
The voices burnt the voices gold
Vapour trails go by
Voices on the line
Nothing to come back to can`t we fade
There`s no-one driving
There`s no-one driving
There`s no-one
Someone`s gone liquid in the sheets
The sudden smell of burning leaves
The old streets overgrown
It`s just another switchback can`t we fade?
There`s no-one driving
There`s no-one driving
There`s no-one
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A NEW KIND OF MAN
He stepped out of the film again
Brushed off the dust and walked away
The touch of a hand was fading from him
A different scene began
Voice-over through scenes of sunrise
"feels like someone`s using my eyes"
Tinsel wind and curtains blowing
he looked down at his hands
He`s was a new kind of man
He`s was a new kind of man
He`s was a new kind, a new kind of man
He feels the rain upon his face
He`s young again, nineteen again,
Blue hills on a distant skyline
someone took his hand....
An underwater kind of silence-
Humming of electric pylons-
"Don`t foget me" fades in static-
another scene began...
He`s was a new kind of man
He`s was a new kind of man
He`s was a new kind, a new kind of man
Transparent faces from the old school
No-one to project them on to
he drives by 1958
and someone says his name....
He waves out of the film again
Turned flickered, walked away
He felt a distant kind of longing
another scene began...
He`s was a new kind of man
He`s was a new kind of man
He`s was a new kind, a new kind of man
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A BLURRED GIRL
I`m taking nothing
It`s not my way
It`s almost summer now
The beds been made
Some time ago a figure strolled
along the esplanade
Changing in the mist and light
Underneath the green arcades
A blurred girl
A blurred girl
Are we running still?
Or are we standing still?
Standing so close
Never quite touching
A blurred girl
A blurred girl
Wounded in sleep again
The sequences move by me
A million miles across the room
A tearing sound of smiling,
We`re fixing distances on maps
And echo points in crowds
The light from other windows
Falls across me now
A blurred girl
A blurred girl
Standing so close
Never quite touching
Never quite touching
Never quite touching
A blurred girl
A blurred girl
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030
Male caucasion
Pattern scarring
Domestic gestures just like mine
Kennedy hairline
Remix features
Someone pushing through my outline
Voices merging.....
Faces blurring....
Voices merging.....
Faces blurring....
Lieutenant 030
Lieutenant 030
Xray match up
Sunlit concrete
missing since 1963
File a decaying car
Buried in the sand
Empty clothing blows across the beach
Voices merging.....
Faces blurring....
Voices merging.....
Faces blurring....
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TIDAL WAVE
We`re swimming
It`s morning
No sound at all
Through floors of apartments
Background disolves
Tidal wave
Tidal wave
Goes by my window
You`re balancing bravely
It`s been so long
You`re speaking
Can`t hear you
No sound at all
Tidal wave
Tidal wave
Goes by my window
A glimpse of old sunlight
No sound at all
A flicker of flashback
Background disolves
Tidal wave
Tidal wave
Goes by my window
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TOUCH AND GO
We stepped out in the shatter light
And I watched as we blew away
Through a sea of seats
And the tangled up streets
And the cities in a gray blue haze
In the catalogue
All the places fold in
Underneath a daylight moon
Gray eyes, brown eyes
Mad nights, red skies
I keep them in a jumble room
So while I am the one that waits here
We all know that it`s all such a game of
Touch and Go
Let`s play at
Touch and Go
I`m walking up the moving windows
Going out to play the game of
Touch and Go
It`s all so Touch and Go
So lets go......
The summer boy in his dog blue shirt
Getting letters from Tokyo
And he`s sitting in a shady lake, or gliding over
To a girl with a broken nose
There`s a motorway sparks
And meetings in the dark
And fires from years ago
You can watch your friends
Through this tiny lens
Then you`ll know that there`s no way home
So while I am the one that waits here
We all know that it`s all such a game of
Touch and Go
Let`s play at
Touch and Go
I`m walking up the moving windows
Going out to play the game of
Touch and Go
It`s all so Touch and Go
So lets go......
Now it`s spring time
on the moving stairway
Time to start again
And I`m wandering vaguely
Just who`s face this is
And could we ever be friends?
Ooutside now it`s so huge and blue
And the city windows start to glow
And the tides seem soft as we`re casing off
As the summer starts to show
So while I am the one that waits here
We all know that it`s all such a game of
Touch and Go
Let`s play at
Touch and Go
I`m walking up the moving windows
Going out to play the game of
Touch and Go
It`s all so Touch and Go
So lets go......
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YOUNG LOVE
To the tick tock of the union shop
To the rock rock where the gold pull stops
To the crack crack of the lipstick look
To the snap snap of a brand new suit
Oh rock rock
crack crack
Young love
Young love
Young love
Oh rock rock
crack crack
Young love
To the knock knock of the bang bang noise
To the chock chock of a gold girls voice
To the deadlock of the cinema seat
To the 'A' block block on o concrete beach
Ah knock knock
chock chocks
Young love
Young love
Young love
Ah knock knock
chock chock
Young love
To the hush hush when the boys walk in
To the rush rush of the chemical spin
To the dance dance in a holding dock
To the lunatic fringe in a white hot car
Oh rock rock
Shock shock
Young love
Young love
Young love
Ah rock rock
Shock shock
Young love
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BURNING CAR
She was dressed in a white suit
She looked like a bride too
It`s a burning car
It`s a burning car
I looked at the sunset
I love my stage set
It`s a burning car
It`s a burning car
Alright
I looked at my watch face
I remember the time and place
It`s a burning car
It`s a burning car
I breathe in the night purfume
Have a bath in the dark room
It`s a burning car
It`s a burning car
Alright
Loving you
Loving you
Loving you
Loving you
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THIS CITY
All the kisses taste the dust here
And it`s too late to change my mind
I`m still in love with the bridal world
Sometimes I got to pull the blinds
Why aren`t you disolving as
Because the car was there
I got a letter from America
Somebody else lost in the glare
This city
This city oh
This city
This city oh
I`m walking through this big arena
Passing millions missing some
When someone touches me like a subtle light
I think it`s memory but it`s still so bright
There was always means of leaving
My face gets thinner everyday
When I can see myself, I`m waiting
I`m going back into the crowds again
This city
This city oh
This city
This city oh
This city
This city oh
This city
This city oh
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20TH CENTURY
20th century
20th century
20th century
20th century
It`s the 20th century
20th century
Oh
It`s the 20th century
20th century
20th century
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FILM 1
THIS TRACK IS AN INSTRUMENTAL
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GLIMMER
THIS TRACK IS AN INSTRUMENTAL
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MR NO
THIS TRACK IS AN INSTRUMENTAL
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