2. hard to hold (3:50)
3. you're beautiful (3:58)
4. baby (3:22)
5. heat (5:06)
6. gloomy sunday (4:20)
7. next to you (3:21)
8. coming through the winter (4:15)
9. wishing well (3:51)
10. the memory of your eyes(4:48)
... the dead song
gwyneth baillie - Wishing Well - lyrics
gypsy
I can see the lights along the highway
Gypsy, I know it's a long, long day
Like the caravan along the roadside, I wonder if you're going to stay...
Never knowing if you're coming or going,
you can't wait to get there just the same
The journey's long, the roads are rocky
They say that love is the only way
Gypsy, your path is hard to follow -
winding and wondering,
come what may
There was a time... We had a time... No reason or rhyme
The gypsies play
Gypsy, slow down and look around you
And maybe take a holiday from all the monsters that surround you,
from all the wolves you keep at bay
Never knowing if you're coming or going,
you can't wait to get there...
hard to hold
Sometimes all we need is a little bit of simple sympathy,
a little bit of nothing much at all,
I was hoping, maybe, you might break my fall
When I have nothing to hang on to
When I am needing a helping hand,
When I am slipping on the rocks and drifting with the grains of sand
But you're hard to hold
It's better to let go
You're hard to hold when you hold on to your heart
I've looked around from time to time,
wandering aimless, trying to find someone
Something (somehow) told me you were not my kind
But Cupid broke his bow last night at the party for the play
I guess he just wasn't shooting right, and I got in the way
How many times does it take till I learn?
How many times till my luck starts to turn?
I thought you were mine, but you've yet to confirm.
Hold on...
That's it! I'm gonna go my way
I guess this is goodbye
Don't say a word, my mind is made
Don't look me in the eye
Unless, of course, you're lonely and you need some company
I'll be your one and only, only on the nights when you are free
You're hard to hold
It's better to let go
You're hard to hold when you hold on to your heart
you're beautiful
Dancing to the beat of a different drum
The way you move your feet, the way you come undone,
The way your love-light shines when you are having fun
All the ways that you have won
I can see the moon rising up at night
You can see it too, if the light is right
I can't understand what it must be like,
But I can hold your hand, and I can help you fight
Cause, baby, when I look deep down into your eyes
(the weathered windows to your soul)
I don't have to look too hard to realize...you're beautiful
Through the summer breeze I can feel the sun shining down on me
The lucky one
Stay right here by my side until the day is done
Cause we don't have to hide, and we don't have to run
And baby, when I look deep down into your eyes
(the weathered windows to your soul)
I don't have to look too hard to realize...you're beautiful
Baby
Baby, it seems you're in my every thought and dream
Lately I have been calling your name
Calling through the fog of a long forgotten way
Calling through the fog, and I don't know what to say to you and me
Baby
They say a rose is a rose, though we project and we suppose
Even if nobody knows to watch it grow
So what is in a name?
Why name the game? It's all the same
Why not let it rain?
Why play the game? Why not remain with me?
Baby
So come, make a stand
Take my heart, come take my hand
Take me to your promised land
Can't you see?
Baby, you're the one
From long before, it's all begun
Baby, you're the one
You take my breath way out from underneath
Baby
heat
Last night the streets were crazy
My world was spinning, my body sinning, passion strong
Anarchy dancing, chaotic tailspin
It takes two to tango, do the fandango all night long
Heat can set you free
The mercury climbs and, for a time, the ancients speak
Heat - unleash the beast
The surrealist's dream, it's a primal scream, it's a sweet release
Last night...temperature rising
No analyzing the lost horizon
What went on?
We opened the flood gates to cool down the frenzy
No words were spoken, the rules were broken,
The rites of wrong
Through every pore we are numb to the core
Acting on impulse, we're possessed by wanting more
Sweet sweat is dripping down, the steam escapes us all around
The touch that burns so much we yearn
Electric energy resounds
Mmmm...no inhibitions
Heat like a drug, deep penetration, lose your mind
Ahhh...hail Dionysus,
come to release us, the fire increases
Pour the wine
Heat can set you free
gloomy sunday
(the Hungarian Suicide Song)Sunday is gloomy
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you,
Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday
Gloomy is Sunday, with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know
But let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go
Death is no dream, and in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
Dreaming... I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, dear
Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday
next to you
Next to you the sky gets bluer,
the truth gets truer,
and the dogs all smile
Next to you the stars are frozen
The moon goes out of style next to you
What do I have to do to get next to you?
Next to you I lose all perspective
I'm a cheap detective - late night t.v.
Don't got a clue, don't know my cue,
as the cameras pan away from me, next to you
What do I have to do to get next to you?
It's a risk I know, but you've got a hold
And I can't let go
And I can't get close enough to you
What do I have to prove?
What do I have to say so you'll look my way?
Next to you the moment lingers on
In a moment I'll be gone and I want to stay
Next to you
I see her coming and I start running away
What do I have to do to get next to you?
coming through the winter
I'm coming through the winter just in time for spring to fall
I've found a love, lost a muse, and left the siren's call
I'm coming through the cold and snow and ice and windy rain
I may have lost my mind a time or two for what I've gained...
and what remains
Cause suddenly the sadness isn't so sad anymore
And somewhere in the madness there is something to reach for
Just out of sight, just out of mind
Just wanted you to know that nothing lasts forever
But it's still hard to let go
I'm sorry if it seems that I don't feel much these days
I'm sorry that you'll never know
All seasons change, so darling why is your pain still buried deep beneath the snow?
"Spring has sprung", the Walrus said
It's closer every way
Peel off the layers, feel the light of day
You're in my mind forever, and then somewhere in my heart
Though we never were together,
I know it's better we're apart
I'm coming through the winter just in time for spring to fall
wishing well
I wish that you were here
I wish that you were here
I wish that you were near
I wish that you were here
I never thought I'd miss somebody quite like this
I never thought I'd miss the taste upon your lips
But here I am where you are not
At your command, it's all I've got
It's here I dwell...at the wishing well
I wish that you were mine and with me all the time
It's just I've come to find,
I wish that you were mine
Round and around we go, where it stops nobody knows
And then around we go
At times it felt so close
I just want to be anybody else tonight
I just want to live anybody else's life
I wish that you were here
I wish that you were here
I wish that you were mine, and with me all the time
I wish that you could be...be free to be with me
I wish that you were near
I wish that you were here
the memory of your eyes
A moody morning sky
The weather's storming by
I wipe the sleep from my eyes
Winter weary, I
Can't think clearly, I
Slowly begin to rise
There's something about the memory of your eyes, and the way we said goodbye...
It's just another morning when I think of you again
I think of all I recall
I sure am missing you, are you feeling that way too?
Are you feeling anything at all?
There's something about the memory of your eyes
Something 'bout the way they look, a way they look inside
Something about the memory of your eyes,
And the way we said goodbye...
I'm not awake quite yet, I'm smoking cigarettes,
I'm drinking café au lait
I like to try (sometimes) to change my state of mind
Pretend that everything's okay
There's something in the night, it
Never feels quite right, I
I Never can get to sleep
I think of all the things that love and laughter brings
I've counted all of my sheep...
the dead song
Aren't you glad you're not Shakespeare?
He died a long time ago
He wrote a lot of plays with people slain in lots of ways,
and now he's killed Romeo
Romeo's dead - there's no one left to woo
Romeo's gone,
and Juliet too
Now aren't ya glad you're not Elvis?
(even though he was the king)
He wore a lot of frills and he took a lot of pills,
and now he don't "shake that thing"
Elvis is dead (though people swear it's not true)
Aren't you glad you're not Elvis?
Aren't you glad that you're you?
Einstein's dead - they said he knew too much
He's relatively dead, but we try to stay in touch
Marilyn's gone - she simply couldn't stay
The mystery lives on, but who killed JFK?
Don't you know that he's dead?
And Oswald too
I'm not saying how
And I'm not saying who...
Judy Garland, Jimi Hendrix, Chaplin, Martin Luther-King,
God, John Lennon, Nietzsche, Mr Marley
Janis Joplin, Colonel Custard, Joan of Arc have had their turn,
Oscar Wilde, Amelia Earhart, Rosencrantz and Gildenstern are dead
You know that it's true
Aren't you glad you're not them?
Aren't you glad that you're you?
Aristotle, Billie Holiday, and John's Donne too,
Louis Riel, Warhol, Sitting Bull
(and soon the Caribou)
Jimmy Dean has left the scene,
Groucho, Marx, and Gandhi
My Uncle Bob, Virginia Woolf, The Wicked Witch
Democracy is dead
You know that it's true
Aren't you glad you're not dead?
Aren't you glad that you're you?
(cause you're not dead)