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LYRICS

STILL

Exercise One

When you're looking at life,
In a strange new room,
Maybe drowning soon,
Is this the start of it all?,
Turn on your TV,
Turn down your pulse,
Turn away from it all,
It's all getting too much.

When you're looking at life,
Deciphering scars,
Just who fooled who,
Sit still in their cars,
The lights look bright,
When you reach outside,
Time for one last ride,
Before the end of it all.

 

© Deborah Curtis,1995

Ice Age

I've seen the real atrocities,
Buried in the sand,
Stockpiled safety for a few,
While we stand holding hands

I'm living in the ice age,
I'm living in the ice age,
Nothing will hold,
Nothing will fit,
Into the cold,
It's not an eclipse.
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age.

Searching for another way,
Hide behind the door,
We’ll live in holes and disused shafts,
Hopes for little more.

I'm living in the ice age,
I'm living in the ice age,
Nothing will hold,
Nothing will fit,
Into the cold,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age,
Living in the ice age.

© Deborah Curtis,1995

Sound of Music

See my true reflection,
Cut off my own connections,
I can see life getting harder,
So sad is this sensation,
Reverse the situation,
I can't see it getting better.

I'll walk you through the heartbreaks,
Show you all the out-takes,
I can't see it getting higher,
Systematically degraded,
Emotionally a scapegoat,
I can't see it getting better.

Perverse and unrealistic,
Try to make it all stick,
I can't see it getting better,
Hollow now, I'm burnt out,
All I need to break out,
I can't see life getting higher,
Love, life, makes you feel higher,
Love of life, makes you feel higher,
Higher, higher, higher, higher,
Higher, higher, higher, higher,
Love of life, makes you feel higher.

© Deborah Curtis,1995

Glass

Hearts fail, young hearts fail,
Anytime, pressurised,
Overheat, overtired.
Take it quick, take it neat,
Clasp your hands, touch your feet.
Take it quick, take it neat,
Take it quick, take it neat.

Hearts fail, young hearts fail,
Anytime, wearing down,
On the run, underground,
Put your hand where it's safe,
Leave your hand where it's safe,

Do it again,
Do it again and again and again.
Do it again and again and again.
Do it again and again and again.
Do it again and again and again.

Anytime, that's your right.
Don't you wish to do it again,
Overheat, overtired.
Don't you wish to do it again,
Don't you wish to do it again,
Don't you wish to do it again,
Any time that’s you right,
Don't you wish to do it again,
Any time that’s you right,
Don't you wish to do it again,
Don't you wish to do it again,
I bet you wish you do it again.
Do it again.
Do it again.
Do it again.

© Deborah Curtis,1995

The Only Mistake

Made the fatal mistake,
Like I did once before,
A tendency just to take,
Till the purpose turned sour,

Strain, take the strain, these days we love,
Strain, take the strain, these days we love.

Yeah, the only mistake was that you ran away,
Avenues lined with trees, strangled words for the day,
Yeah, the only mistake, like I made once before,
Yeah, the only mistake, could have made it before.

Strain, take the strain, these days we love,
Strain, take the strain, these days we love.

And the only mistake, led to rumours unfound,
Led to pressures unknown, different feelings and sounds,
Yeah, the only mistake, like I made once before,
Yeah, the only mistake, could have made it before.

© Deborah Curtis,1995

They Walked in Line

All dressed in uniforms so fine,
They drank and killed to pass the time,
Wearing the shame of all their crimes,
With measured steps, they walked in line.

They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line.

They carried pictures of their wives,
And number tags to prove their lies,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line.

Full of a glory never seen,
They made it through the whole machine,
To never question anymore,
Hypnotic trance, they never saw,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line.

They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
They walked in line,
Walked in line,
Walked in line.

© Deborah Curtis,1995

The Kill

Something Must Break

Two ways to choose,
On a razor's edge,
Remain behind,
Go straight ahead.

Room full of people, room just for one,
If I can't break out now, the time just won't come.

Two ways to choose,
Which way to go,
Decide for me,
Please let me know.

Looked in the mirror, saw I was wrong,
If I could get back to where I belong, where I belong

Two ways to choose,
Which way to go,
Had thoughts for one
Designs for both.

If we were immortal, we were not there,
Washed up on the beaches, struggling for air.

I see your face still in my window,
Torments yet calms, won't set me free,
Something must break now,
This life isn't mine,
Something must break now,
Wait for the time,
Something must break.

© Deborah Curtis,1995

Dead Souls

Someone take these dreams away,
That point me to another day,
A duel of personalities,
That stretch all true reality.

That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me.

When figures from the past stand tall,
And mocking voices ring the halls.
Imperialistic house of prayer,
Conquistadors who took their share.

That keep calling me,
They keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They keep calling me.

Calling me, calling me, calling me, calling me.

That keep calling me,
Keep on calling me,
They Keep calling me,
They keep calling me.

© Deborah Curtis,1995


 

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