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Beth Orton
Beth Orton


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Настоящее имя Elizabeth Caroline Orton
Дата рождения 14 декабря 1970 г.
Место рождения East Dereham, Norfolk, England
Откуда Norwich, England
Жанры Folk
Electronica
Folktronica
Годы 1993—н.в.
Лейблы Astralwerks
EMI Group
ANTI-
Heavenly Records
См. также The Chemical Brothers
William Orbit
Сайт Website



Альбом Beth Orton


Central Reservation (1999)
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Precious Maybe (Bonus Track)
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You walked into my house last night
I couldn't help but notice
A light that was long gone still burning strong
You were sitting
Your fingers like fuses
Your eyes were cinnamon

You said you stand for every known abuse
That was ever threatened to anyone but you
And why should I know better by now
When I'm old enough not to?

While every line speaks the language of love
It never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I can't decide over right or wrong
I guess sometimes you need the place where you belong

Some may sing the wrong words to the wrong melody
It's little things like this that matter to me
Others feel that you should stand
For every known abuse to hand
And all the things that they could never see

You said you stood
For every known abuse that was promised to anyone like you
Don't you wish you knew better by now
When you're old enough not to?

When every line speaks the language of love
And never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I can't decide over right or wrong
You left the feeling that I just do not belong

One drink too many
And a joke gone too far
I see a face driving a stolen car
Gets harder to hide
When you're hitching a ride
Harder to hide what you really saw

Oh, yeah, you stand
For every known abuse that I've ever seen my way through
Don't I wish I knew better by now?
Well I think I'm starting to

When every line speaks the language of love
And never held the meaning I was thinking of
And I've lost the line between right or wrong
I just want to find the place where I belong

Why should you know better by now
When you're old enough not to?
I wish I knew better by now
When I'm old enough not to

. . .



She weaves secrets in her hair
The whispers are not hers to share
She's deep as a well
She's deep as a well

Another day wastes away
And my heart sinks with the sun
A new day's dawning
And a new day has not yet begun

So, anyway
There I was
Just sitting on your porch
Drinking in your sweetest decline
Your sweetest decline

What's the use in regrets
They're just thing we haven't done yet
What are regrets?
They're just lessons we haven't learned yet

Another day draws away
And my heart sinks with the sun
It's like catching snow on my tongue
It's like catching snow on my tongue

So, anyway
There I was
Just sitting on your porch
Drink in your sweetest decline
The sweetest decline

What are regrets?
What are regrets?
They're just lessons we haven't learned yet
It's like catching snow on your tongue
You can't pin this butterfly down
Can't pin this butterfly down

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Ooh, yeah, you know
You couldn't cause me any harm
Although, at times, I may get startled
I'm not alarmed
I can see your eyes
I know when they're telling me untruths
I can feel the heart
Especially when it's on the roof
Of my mouth
There's no right or wrong
This isn't a test
And I won't lose my experience
I won't try
To put it aside
But it's alright
You know that it's alright
's alright
It's gonna be alright

It's gonna be alright

And if I told you
Would you never know to guess?
Sure, what's the point
When little often means so much less
I can see for miles
I know when you're telling me untruths
I can feel my heart
Especially now. It's on the roof
Of my mouth
There's no right or wrong
This isn't a gesture
I don't use my experience
I don't try
To let it go by
But it's alright
You know that it's alright
It's alright
It's gonna be alright

. . .



Another cold London night
I wrap this head around my shoulders, tight
Please excuse me, seems there's someone at my door
I wouldn't leave, but the need is so much more
So much more

Another cold London night
And I'm always walking down the escalator the up way
Please excuse me, I can't seem to get inside
I only wanted to know if you're alive
You're alive... you're alive... you're alive

I got a feeling in me
There's a feeling in me
And I don't know what it is
Don't know what it means

It's a long journey into light
It always seems the furtherest when the end's in sight
Please excuse me, I just need to be outside
Only looking for air to breathe
Air to breathe

I feel alive
(I feel so alive, it's cold tonight
I don't know how to live)

Air to breathe

. . .



So much stays unknown 'til the time has come,
Did you ever imagine you could feel so strong,
And what you fear just turn into relief,
Yes see your doubt become your own belief,
Though tears don't come to cry some grief away,
The tears will help to keep your need at bay,
So come on now come on now child,
Your here just a while,
Come on now come on now child,
Your here just a while,
My mother told me just before she died,
My mother told me just before she died,
Oh darling darling don't be like me,
You will fall in love with the very first man that you meet,
But mother mother some will never know,
The love that you have installed in my soul,
So come on now come on now child,
Your here just a while,
Come on now come on now child,
Your here just a while,
Your here just a while,
Your here just a while,
Some much stays unknown 'til the time you are strong,
Did you ever imagine you could be so strong,
And watch your doubt just turn into belief,
You see you pain become its own relief,
Though tears don't come to cry some grief away,
The years will help to keep your need at bay,
So come on now come on now child,
Your here just a while,
Come on now come on now child,
Your here just a while,
Come on now come on now child,
Your here just a while,
Come on now come on now child,
Your here just a while,
Your here just a while,
Your here just a while,
And you might as well smile,
You might as well smile,
'Cos tomorrow you just don't know,
It will pass, It's gonna pass,
It will pass in time, It will pass in time,
It will pass, It's gonna pass in time,
It's gonna pass, It's gonna pass in time,
It will pass in time, I will pass,
It's gonna pass, It's gonna pass.

. . .



Running down a central reservation in last night's red dress,
And I can still smell you on my fingers and taste you on my breath;
Stepping through brilliant shades,
All the color you bring,
This time, this time, this time,
Is whatever I want it to mean.

If this is where memories are made,
I'm gonna like what I see,
And everything that I ever took for granted,
I'm gonna let it be.

I step through every shade,
All the color you bring,
This time, this time, this time,
Is whatever I want it to mean.

And everything and nothing is as sacred as we'd want it to be,
When it's really all,
Make it really all,
Compared to what.

It's like living in the middle of the ocean,
With no future, no past,
And everything that's good about now,
Well, might just glide right past.

I'm stepping through brilliant shades,
All the color you bring,
This time, this time, this time,
Is fine just as it is.

And everything is sacred here,
And nothing is as sacred as I want it to be,
When it's really all compared to what.

. . .



Stay true to the things I knew when I was younger,
When food and love was all there left to hunger.
It's when I stray from that truth as I grow older,
Too much leaves an empty hollow hunger.

I think about you on a moon lit night and the stars all seem to weep.
When there's so much love to lose there's never any time for sleep.
Look at me doing all these things without you we always left, And you were
untrue;

Whereas where we tried hard not to go to,
I think that's how I finally came through.
All the things we took for granted the words still live on in my head,
All the times I took for granted all the words I never said,
I think about you in the moon lit night and the stars all seem to weep.

When there's so much love to you there's never any time for sleep,
So I stay true to the things I knew when I was younger,
When you and love was all there left to hunger.

It's when I stray from the truth as I grow older,
Too much leaves an empty hollow hunger,
Too much leaves an emptying hunger,
Living without you,
Living without you,
Living without you.

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Some of the worst songs get righted on three chords
Can't write it on three chords
Like a promise
Or a kiss goodbye
When the sneer on your lips
Is the loveliest thing
Just alive enough to die

Open my heart
I opened my heart
There's something telling me
To open my heart.
Open my heart,
See I've been blind,
And all that's been cut
Is a short loop running round my mind.

Love is like laughter
See it happen by chance,
Like a promise,
Be a kiss goodbye
When the smile on your lips
Is the livest thing
More alive than any sky I've seen.

Open my heart
I opened my heart
There's something telling me
To open my heart.
Open my heart,
See I've been blind,
And all that's been cut
Is a short loop running round my mind.

Open my heart
I opened my heart
There's something telling me
To open my heart.
Open my heart,
See I've been blind,
And all that's been cut
Is a short loop running round my mind.

It's just running round my mind,
Running all the time.
It's a short loop.

. . .



Took a friend I found
Across some blood red river
Never did find my way home
In time to forgive her

Why must people always want what they can't have?
Why must people always grab what they'd never grasp?

How did we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the lilac-lilied lake
I'm sure we used to play
Is it only a dream away?

Took a raft I found
Across some blood red river
Never did find my way home
In time for my dinner

Why must people always want what they never have?
Why is it a crime to miss a part of you that's bled?

How did we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the lilac-lilied lake
I'm sure we used to play
Is it only a dream away?
Only a dream away

Lost a friend
I found down some blood red river
Never did find my way home
In time to forget her

Why must people always want what they can't have?
Why must people always take, but forget to ask?

How do we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the lilac lilied lake
Where I'm sure where we used to play
Is it only a dream away?
Only a dream away

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When the devil comes blowing through your door
You'll know there's trouble, and he's coming back for more
You better keep what is precious hidden under the floor
Or you better treat it so good it will never want for more

But looking back in retrospect
Did you ever really get what you'd expect?
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
You've been trying to justify
Find out how and where it came

Devil was your angel, but it's not no more
The devil was your angel, when you weren't sure

Do I tempt trouble to break through all these doors
Just to put a face to the voice which always home?
To fight for what is precious, to know what's under the floor
If I could treat it so good, I swear I'd never want for more

But when I found my peace
There was still mistakes
However painfully aware every step I take
Trying to rectify
Got lost a little further
Well, I've been trying to justify
Find out how and where it came

The devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure.
To travel as my angel there's always my whore

Gonna take you back down
I won't feel no shame
Till my dreams
Are my own again
Gonna take you right down, and I'll take the blame
Till my dreams are my own again

Here I am again

Devil was my angel, now I'm just not sure
To travel as my angel there's always my whore
Maybe you're an angel, tried to remember you're an angel
Remember you're an angel, if you're not sure

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You lose it just to find it
And as you walk right by it
You forget how you got there
And why you never meant to stay
And I won't watch you waste away
And I won't fake another day
And if one truth leads you to five
I still don't believe in your reasons why
I just don't believe in why

You love her
You need her
To feel is to believe her
You know it
You want it
You just can't believe you've got it
And I can't watch you waste away
And I won't beg you still to stay
And if one truth leads you to five
I still don't believe in your reasons why
I just don't believe in why

I couldn't watch you walk away
And not forget it
I couldn't watch you turn to stone
And just regret it a single day
Not a single day

If I lose you
Could you find me?
Or would you walk right by me?
The soul and the spirit
Each have got their own limit
And I can't waste another second
Living in hell like it's some kind of heaven
And if one truth leads to another
Isn't there one we can uncover?
There isn't one I will not discover

It's the right time
It's my time
It's the right time
It's my time
It's my turn to discover

And I won't waste a single second
Living in hell as a nadir of heaven
And if one truth leads you to five
I still don't believe in your reasons why

And if one truth leads to another
Isn't there one we can uncover?
If there isn't one that we cannot discover
So it's our time
It's our time to discover

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Running down a central reservation in last nights red dress,
And I can still smell you on my fingers and taste you on my breath;
Stepping through brilliant shades,
All the color you bring,
This time, this time, this time,
Is fine just as it is.

Today is whatever I want it to mean,
Today is whatever I want it to mean.
Is this where memories are made,
Well, dreams do come true.

Everything I ever took for granted,
I want to see it through.

I step through every shade,
Any color you bring,
Cause this time, this time, this time,
Is fine just as it is.

Today is whatever I want it to mean,
Today is whatever I want it to mean.

It's like living in the middle of the ocean,
With no future, no past,
And everything that's good right now,
Well, I don't wish for it to last.

I'll step through brilliant shades,
Every color you bring,
Cause this time, this time, this time,
Is fine just as it is.

And today is whatever I want it to mean,
Today is whatever I want it to mean,
Today, today, is whatever I want it to mean,
Today is whatever I want it to mean.

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Sometimes I get to thinkin', baby, when I'm all alone
I could maybe make it on my own
The more, oh, you set me free
The more attractive you seem to be

And my baby
My precious baby
You're my maybe
My only maybe

Sometimes I get to thinkin' when we're on the telephone
Are you really on your own
So more that you set me free
The more deceptive it gets to be

And my baby
My only maybe
You're my baby
My precious maybe

Sometimes I get a feelin' in every part of me
Nothin' is what it seems to be
The more, oh, you set me free
The more addicted I get to be

You're my baby
My only maybe
You're my baby
My precious maybe
Ooh, my baby
Ooh, my baby
My precious baby...

. . .



From my soul I found some pride,
I only found this after she died,
From a moment I acquired such grace,
Everybody seemed to want to take her place.

The best part to life it seems,
The best part of life was a dream,
The best part to breaking up,
Is when I'm waking up to see,
Reality never lives up to all as it used to be,
Never seemed quite what it used to seem.

Wasn't sure it was never quite clear,
What the hell was happening all around here,
Never seemed to make much sense,
All that fuss for just the lack of common sense.

The best part to life it seems,
The best part of life was a dream,
The best part to breaking up is,
When I'm waking up to see,
Reality never lives up to all that it used to be,
Never seemed quite what it used to seem,
Can not be all that it used to be,
You're not as quiet as you used to be.

From my soul I found my pride,
Only found this after she died,
From a moment I acquired such tastes,
Everybody seemed to want to take her place.

The best part to life it seems,
The best part of life was a dream,
The best part to waking up,
Is when I'm breaking up to see,
Reality never lives up to all that it used to be,
Never seemed quite what it used to seem,
Can not be all that it used to be,
You're not as quiet as you used to seem,
What did you mean.
What did you seem

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