Alison Moyet Changeling

Radio through my car window

Mouths make shapes

Hullos that look like violence

We pull out

And here the traffic waltzes

Slow, quick, go

Move over you say

[Pre-chorus:]

How does anybody get to work like this

Can anybody tell me does it work like this?

[Chorus:]

I remember when the world was a little girl

Every corner turned leading back to her

Flowing like a stream on a rolling stone

Certain there was nothing changing

Heel to toe,

We throw our forward roll and hope

Something somewhere is catching

Spill onto a boulevard

I lose my grip of you

Move with me I say

[Pre-chorus:]

How does anybody get to work like this

Can anybody tell me does it work like this?

[Chorus:]

I remember when the world was a little girl

Every corner turned leading back to her

Flowing like a stream round a rolling stone

Dream that I was never changing

Changing

And in every face I should chance to meet

I’m looking for the one that could still ṗlace me

Any corner turned back for her

Dream that we were never changing

Alison Moyet Anytime At All

Anytime at all

I would change my life for you

Happiness settles where you are

Anytime at all

I would choose to stay with you

Togetherness is not so far

I love you so

That is why, and it’s why

I’m ready to sustain

The pleasure and the pain

Oh and all the crazy turns

With you my love

Anything you need

If it raised a smile in you

I want to bring it to your door

Everything I need

In the sleepy sighing

Of somebody here who needs me more

I love you so

That is why, and it’s why

I’m ready to sustain

The pleasure and the pain

Oh and all the crazy turns

With you my love

Anytime at all

To stop those lonely tears that fall

And how they made you feel so small

If not me, who you gonna call?

And that is why, it’s why

Its why, its why, it’s why

I’m ready to sustain

The pleasure and the pain

Oh and all the crazy turns

With you my love

That is why, that is why

I’m ready to sustain

The pleasure and the pain

Oh and all the crazy turns

With you my love

Anytime at all

I would change my life for you

Happiness settles where you are

Alison Moyet The Wraggle Taggle Gipsies-O!

Three gypsies stood at the castle gate

They sang so high, they sang so low

The lady sate in her chamber late

Her heart it melted away as snow

They sang so sweet, they sang so shrill

That fast her tears began to flow

And she lay down her silken gown

Her golden rings and all her show

She took it off her high-heeled shoes

A-made of Spanish leather-O

She would in the street in her bare, bare feet

All out in the wind and weather-O

Saddle to me my milk white steed

And go and fetch me my pony-O

That I may ride and seek my bride

Who’s gone with the wraggle taggle gypsies-O

He rode high and he rode low

He rode through woods and copses too

Until he came to an open field

And there he espied his a-lady-O

“What makes you leave your house and land

Your golden treasures for to go

What makes you leave your new wedded lord

to follow the wraggle taggle gypsies-O?”

“What care I for my house and my land

What care I for my treasures-O

What care I for my new wedded lord

I’m off with the wraggle taggle gypsies-O!”

“Last night you slept on a goose-feathered bed

With the sheet turned down so bravely-O

Tonight you’ll sleep in a cold open field

Along with the wraggle taggle gypsies-O!”

“What care I for the goose-feathered bed

With the sheet turned down so bravely-O

Tonight I shall sleep in a cold open field

Along with the wraggle taggle gypsies-O!”

Alison Moyet Beautiful Gun

You’ve got a beautiful gun

You’ve got a beautiful gun

And I have seen some

When all said and done

You’ve got a beautiful gun

You’ve got a gun toting gait

You’ve got a gun toting gait

That’s a walk that I rate

It’s the effort you take

You’ve got a gun toting gait

You got the kids on the run

You got the kids on the run

You know you used to be one

Now you’ve a powerful thumb

You’ve got the kids on the run

Good Lord on the line

Says he hasn’t done religion

Since before your time

Take it on the seam

He doesn’t want in the team

Call it for your side

You haven’t shared a single word

Since Jesus died

This is where you’re at

Whoever created that?

You’ve got nothing to lose

You have nothing to lose

You pick and you choose

Your scars in the news

You’ve got a gun and the blues

Alison Moyet Nobody’s Diary

If I wait for just a second more,

I know I’ll forget what I came here for,

My head was so full of things to say,

But as I open my lips all my words slip away and anyway,

I can’t believe you want to turn the page,

And move your life onto another stage,

You can change the chapter you can change the book,

But the story remains the same if you’d take a look.

For the times we’ve had I don’t want to be – a page in your diary babe,

For the good, the bad I don’t want to see – a page in your diary babe,

For the happy, the sad – I don’t want to be another page in your diary.

Perhaps if I held you I could win again,

I could take your hands we’d talk and maybe then –

That look in your eyes I always recognise,

Would tell me everything is gonna be fine,

You’re gonna be mine for a long time…

For the times we’ve had I don’t want to be – a page in your diary babe,

For the good, the bad I don’t want to see – a page in your diary babe,

For the happy, the sad – I don’t want to be another page in your diary.

For the times we’ve had I don’t want to be – a page in your diary babe,

For the good, the bad I don’t want to see – a page in your diary babe,

For the happy, the sad – I don’t want to be, just another page in your history.

Alison Moyet Hometime

Gone is the last stain of ink from the sky

Somebody’s talking and won’t tell you why

So you ask them to stay when you want them to fly

And you try not to think of tomorrow’s goodbye

Hometime hometime

Oh how I long to see a friend of mine

Somewhere he’s still waiting

Somewhere his heart’s saying

She will be coming for me

She’ll be coming for me

Hometime hometime

I’ll know his name and he’ll remember mine

Let him be just for me

Let him be poetry

Wait for me patiently

Wait for me

Hometime hometime

Oh how I long to see a friend of mine

Somewhere he’s still waiting

Watching the door for his “she”

To be calling…it’s me

And this morning is free

Alison Moyet Satellite

You were alight and I wouldn’t look away

You said I was sky and caught me anyway

How could I ever know you burn all that you hold

Now sing to the walls

I’ve cared more

I want to go, I want to stay, I want your name

And I want nothing that you are

Not even when you’re moving me

(And you’re moving me)

I want to talk, I want to sleep

Want to get up and wash the rest of you away

You never had me

Satellite

Maybe today I’ll not wear you anymore

I’ll fold you away, lay you down where you belong

Maybe you’ll wake in time to break open a smile

Wide and wild as the Humber

Satellite

Are you dancing tonight

Are you burning as bright

As the she-boy outside

The firefly

Alison Moyet The Windmills Of Your Mind

Round, like a circle in a spiral

Like a wheel within a wheel.

Never ending or beginning,

On an ever spinning wheel

Like a snowball down a mountain

Or a carnival balloon

Like a carousel that’s turning

Running rings around the moon

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping

Past the minutes on its face

And the world is like an apple

Whirling silently in space

Like the circles that you find

In the windmills of your mind

Like a tunnel that you follow

To a tunnel of its own

Down a hollow to a cavern

Where the sun has never shone

Like a door that keeps revolving

In a half forgotten dream

Or the ripples from a pebble

Someone tosses in a stream.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping

Past the minutes on its face

And the world is like an apple

Whirling silently in space

Like the circles that you find

In the windmills of your mind

Keys that jingle in your pocket

Words that jangle in your head

Why did summer go so quickly

Was it something that you said

Lovers walking along the shore,

Leave their footprints in the sand

Is the sound of distant drumming

Just the fingers of your hand

Pictures hanging in a hallway

And a fragment of a song

Half remembered names and faces

But to whom do they belong

When you knew that it was over

In the autumn of goodbyes

For a moment

You could not recall the color of his eyes

Like a circle in a spiral

Like a wheel within a wheel

Never ending or beginning,

On an ever spinning wheel

As the images unwind

Like the circle that you find

In the windmills of your mind

Alison Moyet Remind Yourself

Remind yourself

Of the little signs

And the small asides

Playing on your mind

Shift of air

The turn of phrase

Obsession to

Averted gaze

Remind yourself

How the field is wide

And the eye takes more than it sweeps aside

Choose to keep or select the shelf

Is a tender lie

Remind yourself

Remind yourself as the moon shifts overhead

That roll it does

Roll it does

And the drum beat in your chest

It becomes a pulse

It becomes

Remind yourself of a wiser day

When you let them come

But wouldn’t let them stay

Gave them hope and

Forgot your own

Took your head to town

And your body home

When you told yourself

That you couldn’t have

And you wouldn’t feel

And it wasn’t bad

When you know the truth matters

Nothing less

They will lie to you

Remind yourself

Remind yourself as the moon shifts overhead

That roll it does

Roll it does

And the drum beat in your chest

It becomes a pulse

Becomes

As the moon shifts overhea

Roll it does

Roll

Remind yourself

When you say goodbye

They’ll forget today

And forget the tie

And somebody else

Is gonna fill the cup

That they say no one but you

Filled up

Remind yourself

The heart that pleads

Very soon takes care

Of its own needs

The greatest love

Is dealt and done

Remind yourself

And move along

Move along

Alison Moyet Alive

There are days

Come be alive

Here and take up by my side

We decide

Let there be no triggers fired

Put your hands down

Oh, this is how we learn to exist

Let nothing begin

And we find ourselves squared up in the ring

But this is a fight

I don’t care to win

Cut you, oh and I bleed

Raise the flag and

We can give in

And I want you

I still want you

Cease fire

I’m on side

Hear the thunderclap of quiet

Calm in sight

Let’s have no alarms tonight

We can stand down

Oh, like the bird on the wire

We could steal away

But while there’s peace enough to sit out the rain

I’ll watch my mouth

You corner your pain

We can cover one another

Weave like the willow again

And I want you

I still want you