Colours and ShapesTell what you're thinking of
And what is on your mind
I'm sorry for the way I made you feel
And when you've made your mind up
Come and tell me I was wrong
And I'll say the words I know you want to hear
Do I need you?
FeatherframeLosing everything
The frame on which you hang
The constant (? ? ? )
The source of pain
Losing everything
That she should bring
Fell from the SunYou fell from my sun
Now you're feeling so cold
Never thought morning
Could feel so alone
They say you've got to live by doing(? )
She says she felt so alone(? )
They say every day is ? ? ?
Like the sun(? )
HuntedNever alone
Sticks fast to him
As shadows loom (? )
It tracks him everywhere he goes
Surgeon's hands
The only way
To free him from
Kinky LoveKinky love
Kinky I'm mad about you
Kinky love
I need you so bad
I need you kinky love
Kinky you're all that I've been thinking of
Kinky take me inside and let the honey slide
I need you kinky love
Language of FlowersSee me a snapshot
Narrating my previous life
And a mountain of other lies
Numbers and letters and letters
Surfacing from a sea of
Treacle blackened stone(? )
And carrying me back home
I hear the language of flowers
Little HammerPounding away in the back of my head
Until I've almost lost myself
And those red and black patterns
In which nothing happens
Have made me sleep
A beautiful voice is a nail
Sea of SoundYour body's cold
You're on the bed
I'm the only one
Who knows you're there
I'm reeling in that silver line
The cord that brings you back in time
Reality obscures my view
The pain of wanting to
She Rides the WavesHow many times
Have I seen that look upon your face?
I need to know exactly
Where it is you go
Then I watch it wash all over you
Then I let it rush all over me
The Colour of the SkyIt was always you
I can't recall the colour of the sky
But that's not important
We were walking down the hill
When I noticed that you were limping
So I bent down to examine your paw
I can see something
Thread of LightIn Ribbons, 4AD Records / 1992
Hey percy,
The beauty hidden in the pain.
I smile and I bleed.
Body rain.
Between the scenes
Throwing Back the AppleDon't fall too deep
Don't try and sleep
Beneath the ? that ?
It's coming through
Taking over you
It's coming through
Pouring into you
True Coming DreamAre you still here
? ? ? rushes on
And you think it's wrong
They're only in your head
Things you create
Just the empty shells
Of ? ? ? yesterdays