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Ed Harcourt




Альбом Ed Harcourt



2005
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The whole town nearly died
When rocks flew from the sky
The stray dogs whined and howled
At dark foreboding clouds
The mayor screamed and fled
The priest hid under his bed
Uprooted trees did spin
To the sound of a merciless wind

Will you love me when I'm old?
I'm still hoping I can get that far
No one escaped the whirlwind's hold
Except the jailer and his pack of cards
And I sit outside watching falling stars
Playing D minor chords on a Spanish guitar

Well clothes blew through the streets
And so did cinema seats
Their souls could not be saved
I dug a thousand graves

Will you love me when I'm old?
I'm still hoping I can get that far
No one escaped the whirlwind's hold
Except the jailer and his pack of cards
And I sit outside watching falling stars
Playing D minor chords on a Spanish guitar

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Got a visit from a dead dog
He slept at the end of my bed last night
He could tell I was fading
And somehow fighting against the light
And every day when I open my eyes
I see unwanted funerals
Maybe I'll be buried alive
But I've never seen you so beautiful

Oh, I'm staying in today
And watch the others play
Oh, and wash my sins away
Like all good children, I mean what I say

I guess God has the last laugh
From up on high, he lets us kill
And his people die for their faith
And we call it triumph of the will
All the theories in my own head
Fragment and bump into themselves
I'll run instead of taking a walk
Instead of sixes I see twelves

Oh, I'm staying in today
And watch the others play
Oh, and wash my sins away
Like all good children, I mean what I say

Run where you've never been before
Lest the dead dog chase you home
Run where you've never been before
Lest the dead dog chase you home

Oh, I'm staying in today
And watch the others play
Oh, and wash my sins away
Like all good children, I mean what I say

Run where you've never been before
Lest the dead dog chase you home
Run where you've never been before
Lest the dead dog chase you home

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You only call me when you're drunk
Deplorable old friend, somewhere in the East end
I guess you have me on speed-dial
For your eyesight is too blurred, to text me any words
I've got no bone to pick with you
Don't be a mournful dog, I just want it to stop

As dreamers we'd scream all the songs
That we'd known all our lives off the roofs of the city bankers
Break in the windows, burn all the documents
Rich daddy's boys bunch of...

You only call me when you're drunk
Cursing down the phone, you can't stand being alone
I picture you asleep on a bench
Half frozen in the snow, someone I used to know
Give all your sadness a last embrace
Turn up sober at my place, we'll talk about it face to face

As dreamers we'd scream all the songs
That we'd known all our lives off the roofs of the city bankers
Break in the windows, burn all the documents
Rich daddy's boys...
Rich daddy's boys!

You only call me when you're drunk...

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Found his memoirs in an old junk shop
Dated from 1916
Sentenced to death while still shell-shocked
For deserting the infantry
Blindfold on and one step back
No need to get upset
Don't be hasty with the trigger boys
Let him smoke his one last cigarette

Down in the hospital on the 9th ward
An old man scratches his head
Reaching into his bedside drawer
He waits 'til the nurse is downstairs
'I'm nearly cured I've been so brave
And there's no need to fret
I'm gonna really quit this time
Let me smoke my one last cigarette'

Straight as a corkscrew
As bright as the night
Blind to the horror
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life

The awkward girl with a broken heart
Smashes her mirror until it fractures
Leaning down she picks up a shard
And ponders to question her actions
A selfish act, she's full aware
But the best one she's done yet
With tired eyes and steady hands
She'll smoke her one last cigarette

Straight as a corkscrew
As bright as the night
Blind to the horror
Blind to the very horror of this sorry life

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Hanging off the bridge by a fingernail
Trapped in the harbour when the ship set sail
Boy you're one card short of the pack
Begging for your baby to take you back
Stubbed a cigarette out on his hand
Scrawls her name across the sand
But it disappears like King Canute
The tide didn't like his attitude

Always shadowboxing
Face up and throw your gloves in
Lose your imaginary friends
Always good for nothing
She can't ever love him
No man is ever innocent

Bouncing off the walls with no wish to land
Erase your fingerprints and your retina scan
'Cause there's no point in the life that he should lead
Chain his leg to a piano and sink through the weeds
Gone are all the dreams that last forever
He towed the line when never meant never
They had something better than the cynical beast
Weren't sucked in by the popular disease

Always shadowboxing
Face up and throw your gloves in
Lose your imaginary friends
Always good for nothing
She can't ever love him
No man is ever innocent

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Be my late night partner
Oh pull me from the crowd
With all of your old records
We'll drink 'til we pass out
Where are the moments that I feel so alive?
I've lost everyone I need
But music slays my heart and soul
Every hour, day and week

I'm on the edge of something beautiful
I'm on the edge of something beautiful

Sing with me 'til the end of time
I love the way you read my mind
Laughter makes you live so much longer
Don't know if the pain makes you stronger
Give me something that burns inside
To make me shiver, to shut my eyes
Late night partner don't bother sleeping
Tell me all the secrets you're keeping

I'm yearning for the good times
So why don't you get up
Do you feel like a teenage runaway
Whose eyes are never shut?
Where are the moments that I feel so alive?
I've lost everyone I need
But music keeps on saving me
Every hour, day and week

I'm on the edge of something beautiful
I'm on the edge of something beautiful

Sing with me 'til the end of time
I love the way you read my mind
Laughter makes you feel so much longer
Don't know if the pain you stronger
Give me something that burns inside
To make me shiver, to shut my eyes
Late night partner don't bother sleeping
Tell you all the secrets I'm keeping

Late night partner

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To the Marxists and the police
To the junkies in the streets
To the gangsters in our towns
And the others underground
To the prostitutes and whores
To the self-admiring bores
To the drinkers in a drought
And the writers steeped in doubt
To the bailiffs and their bills
To the child whose thoughts could kill
To the veteran who fights
All his demons late at night
To the bloody and unbowed
Fanatics and their vows
All the taxes we don't want
To the idiot savant

There's a revolution in my heart

To the indier than thou
To the stadiums of crowds
To the vultures circling near
A new kingdom of fear
To the skinheads and the Sikhs
To the rich and the elite
To the serious dilettante
To the idiot savant

There's a revolution in my heart

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If the world did end
Would you be my apocalyptic friend?
Until tomorrow then
If the skies did fall
Would you pick up my last call?
Until tomorrow then
Navigate to the moon
Flee the planet this afternoon
Until tomorrow then
With the waves rising high
We'd be the first most likely to die
Until tomorrow then

I guess it's you I miss
'Cause I just stare at the ceiling
My stomach knots and twists
You've created this feeling
And I may be out of style
But do you know what true love is?
I'll make this all so worthwhile
So let's rise above this
Rise above this

So I dug a tunnel underground
And waited patiently to be found
Until tomorrow then
All my ideas make them laugh
But in the end you will see they're not so daft
And we'll have sorrow to spend

I guess it's you I miss
'Cause I just stare at the ceiling
My stomach knots and twists
You've created this feeling
I may be out of style
But do you know what true love is?
I'll make this all so worthwhile
So let's rise above this
Let's rise above this
Let's rise above this

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Scatterbraine

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I'm the hunter, who's killed by his dog.
I'm the statue, burned down into lead.
I'm the problem, you don't want to solve.
I'm the lover, who dies in his bed.

So rain on the pretty ones.
Your useless lifes don't speak to us.
Rain on the pretty ones.
You leave no footprints in the dust.
Adventurous, you used to be.
But now you seem so dead to me.

I'm the doctor, with a needle in his arm.
I'm the cartoon, that makes you feel sad.
I'm the secret, that everyone has.
I'm the cancer, that never turns black.

So rain on the pretty ones.
Your useless lifes don't speak to us.
Rain on the pretty ones.
You leave no footprints in the dust.
Adventurous, you used to be.
But now you seem so dead to me.

I'm the actor, who's scared to perform.
I'm the sunshine, that hides in the clouds.
I'm the father, that couldn't be found.
I'm the cuckoo, that never flew south.
I'm the Christian, that cannot forgive.
I'm the dreamer, who jumps off the bridge.
I'm the sinner, who hates how he lives.
I'm the liar, who gets what he gives.

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Oh, to have a pristine claw
These hands are old and sore
The knuckles they ache, the bones they do break
Oh, to have a youthful frown
Bleed on the surgeon's gown
Put plastic in me, I'm perfect you see

Don't look older than 43
But really I'm 70
Now run young man and get my pills from the pharmacy
Rearrange my face for a hefty fee
I can't change the inside of me
I'm a vampire of the 21st century

Oh, to have a pristine claw
Marry the doctor when I'm poor
A face I can love, a cut that's above
If, the aliens landed here
They'd see why we're so weird
We're destined to die, we're destined to die

Don't look older than 43
But really I'm 70
Now run young man and get my pills from the pharmacy
Rearrange my face for a hefty fee
I can't change the inside of me
I'm a vampire of the 21st century

That's me, that's me, that's me, that's me...

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Once I was a shadow of a man
Most dark nights my head was in it's hands
I begged God to cure my aching limbs
But he did nothing, he gave me no advice
Didn't this God abandon Jesus Christ?
Oh if it comes to you, I'll die for your sins

I am the drug that you've been waiting for
An urgent craving you cannot ignore
I am the fix that you come back for more
I am the drug

Bring out the dead, I'll show them how to live
Free their souls and watch them slowly drift
Like feathers of a wounded bird
I was wrapped up in a wooden box
Ball and chain, head out on the block
Oh, I wonder if you could say the final word?

I am the drug that you've been waiting for
An urgent craving you cannot ignore
I am the fix that you come back for more
I am the drug

This is not a flash, a figment of your imagination
I am much more then a first degree of separation
Without me all the lines of reality will blur
And the wall will breathe, close in like some forgotten curse

I am the drug that you've been waiting for
An urgent craving you cannot ignore
I am the fix that you come back for more
I am the drug

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Fingertips are all I have
Have you heard the sea?
The water's edge is all I have
Have you heard it breathe?
An endless sigh I cannot hear
Here I cease to run
Arid mouth so hard to speak
Speak? Cat got my tongue
Describe to me how I look
Look what I've become
Describe to me how I look

I'm not scared of dying
I'm not scared of death
I'll keep a smile 'til my last breath
I've loved 'til I've lost
I've lived how I felt
One day I will find peace within myself

Boyish grin, it bears me well
Where can I begin?
Don't forget I'm still around
How the wind feels free
Behind the smile I fade away
The wayward days are gone
I love this power
I love this power
I love this power that's crushed so easily
I love this power

I'm not scared of dying
I'm not scared of death
I'll keep a smile 'til my last breath
I've loved 'til I've lost
I've lived how I felt
One day I will find peace within myself

I want to take all the sadness
Of the world from your shoulders
I want to take all the sadness
Of the world from your shoulders
I want to take all the sadness

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I wish you the most success
More than I could ever have
I wish you the most happiness
And good friends are hard to find
Don't make the mistakes I've made
And if you do don't be afraid
The greatest lie that there is
Is to believe what they all say

Social loners and deadbeat hacks
I open my arms for you
Cynical romantics want their money back
And you know much more
Than I ever knew
Even though I pretended to

Churchgoers wait for the bells to chime
And I'm in a non-defeatist state of mind
I know you'll shine in the limelight
God knows you've done it before
All the girls who dig all your mental scars
And the boys who pat you on the back
You and I may take a different path
But I'll still be cheering you on

You know much more
Than I ever knew
Even though I pretended to

I wish you the most success
More than I could ever have
I wish you the most happiness
And good friends are hard to find
Good friends are hard to find

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