Marillion Incommunicado

I’d be really pleased to meet you if I could remember your name

But I got problems of the memory ever since I got a winner in the fame game

I’m a citizen of Legoland travellin’ incommunicado

And I don’t give a damn for the Fleet Street aficionados

But I don’t want to be the back-page interview

I don’t want launderette anonymity

I want my hand prints in the concrete on Sunset Boulevard

A dummy in Tussauds you’ll see

Incommunicado, incommunicado

I’m a Marquee veteran, a multimedia bonafide celebrity

I’ve got an allergy to Perrier, daylight and responsibility

I’m a rootin’-tootin’ cowboy, the Peter Pan, the street credibility

Always taking the point with the dawn patrol fraternity

Sometimes it seems like I’ve been here before

When I hear opportunity kicking in my door

Call it synchronicity call it deja vu

I just put my faith in destiny – it’s the way that I choose

But I don’t want to be a tin can tied

To the bumper of a wedding limousine

Or currently residing in the where are they now file

A toupee on the cabaret scene

I want to do adverts for American Express cards

Talk shows on prime time TV

A villa in France, my own cocktail bar

And that’s where you’re gonna find me

Incommunicado, incommunicado

Sometimes it seems like I’ve been here before

When I hear opportunity kicking in my door

Call it synchronicity call it deja vu

I just put my faith in destiny – it’s the way that I choose

Incommunicado, incommunicado

It’s the only way

Marillion Ocean Cloud

He’s seen too much of life

And there’s no going back

The loneliness calls him

And the edge which must be sharpened

He’s losing it. And he knows.

But there’s a fighter in his mind and his body’s tough

The years have been unkind but kind enough

The smell of the earth

It’s his favourite smell

But he’s somehow compelled to the stinging salt hell

To the place where he hurts and he’s scared

And there’s no one to tell

And no one who doesn’t listen

“You can take all the boys and the girls in the world

And I’ll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud

I’ve seen too much of life

So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I’m allowed

for now.”

“You can take all the boys and the girls in the world

I wouldn’t trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud

I’ve seen too much of life

So the sea is my wife and a sweet ocean cloud is a mistress I’m allowed

for now.”

“Only me and the sea

We will do as we please.”

He remembers the day he was marched to the front

By the physical knuckle head teacher of games

“Look lads” he declared, “This boy’s a cream puff

No guts and no muscles

No spine and no stuffing”

The whole schoolroom sniggered

And silently thanked God it wasn’t them..

But time is revenge. All the bullies grow weak

And must live with faithless women who despise them

I’ll be in Barbados in a couple of weeks

With a rum on the table and yarns by the yard

A story to tell and a story to save

..unless she changes her mind

I’ll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud

I’ve seen to much of life so the sea is my wife

And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my boat tonight

The wind changed

I felt it run beneath my ear

Like silk drawn across my neck

A dream of your legs

Defying gravity in love

The medium wave

Brought signals here from far away

Your tender voice riding on the sea spray

Something in the air

For those who know the signs

Something in the air

A storm..

When I was alive

When I was alive

Don’t wanna remember

When I was alive

Watch me watch me

Paint this picture

Stretchin Hurtin Cursin

Watch me

Takin it Takin it Takin it Takin it….

Watch me. Watch me. God above..

Between two planets

In between the points of light

Between two distant shorelines

Here am I

Between two planets

In the black daylight of space

Between two heavenly bodies

The invisible man.

Ripping out the radio

I want to be alone

“You can take all the boys and the girls in the world

I wouldn’t trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud

I’ve seen too much of life

So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I’m allowed

I’ve seen too much of life

So the sea is my wife

And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my bones tonight..

Marillion The Web

The rain auditions at my window, its symphony echoes in my womb

My gaze scans the walls of this apartment

To rectify the confines of my tomb

I’m the cyclops in the tenement, I’m the soul without the cause

Crying ‘midst my rubber plants, ignoring beckoning doors

Clippings from ancient newspapers lie scattered cross the floor

Stained by the wine from a shattered glass

Meaningless words, yellowed by time, faded photos exposing pain

Celluloid leeches bleeding my mind

You’ve finished playing hangman, you’ve cast the fateful dice

Advice, advice, advice me

This shroud will not suffice

And thus begins the web

Attempting to discard these clinging memories

I only serve to wallow in our past

I fabricate the weave with my excuses

Its strands I hope and pray shall last

Oh please do last

The flytrap needs the insects, ivy caresses the wall

Needles make love to the junkies, the sirens seduce with their call

Confidence has deserted me, with you it has forsaken me

Confused and rejected, despised and alone

I kiss isolation on its fevered brow

Security clutching me, obscurity threatening me

Your reasons were so obvious

As my friend have qualified, I only laughed away your tears

But even jesters cry

I realise I hold the key to freedom

I cannot let my life be ruled by threads

The time has come to make decisions

The changes have to be made

I realise I hold the key to freedom

I cannot let my life be ruled by threads

The time has come to make decisions

The changes have to be made

Now I leave you, the past does have it’s say

You’re all but forgotten a mote in my heart

Decisions have been made, decisions have been made

I’ve conquered my fears, the flaming shroud

Thus ends the web

Marillion This Is The 21st Century

(…If you could only see what I’ve seen with your eyes)

A wise man once said

A flower is only

A sexual organ

Beauty is cruelty

And evolution

A wise man once said

that everything could be explained with mathematics

He had denied

His feminine side

Now where is the wisdom in that?

I came just as fast as I could

Through the dirty air

Of your neighbourhood

Your name on a grain of rice

Hangin’ around my neck

And a head like lead

This is the 21st century

I heard everything they said

The Universe demystified

Chemicals for God

This is the 21st century

I heard everything they said

A wise man once wrote

That love is only

An ancient instinct

For reproduction

Natural selection

A wise man once said

That everything could be explained

And it’s all in the brain

We lay on a velvet rug

by the open fire

She blew air on my eyelids

I cried “What’s it all about?”

As she kissed my hair

She said “There, there..”

“This is the 21st century

I heard everything you said

The universe demystified

Astronomy instead

This is the 21st century

Can’t you get it through your head

This ain’t the way it was meant to be

Magic isn’t dead

Come to bed

Come to bed

And rest your heavy head my love..”

And slowly, from above,

She showed the answer’s something that can’t be written down

This is the 21st century

Flash to crash and burn

Nobody’s gonna give you anything

For nothing in return

There’s a man up in a mirrored building

And he just bought the world

Would you want

To have kids

Growing up

Into what’s left of this?

She shook her head,

She said “Can’t you see?

The world is you

The world is me.”

Marillion Tumble Down The Years

She took my hand and said “Let’s go together”

“You and me against the world”

And so we stuck it out through still and stormy weather

And so we tumbled down the years

I took her hand and said “Let’s go together”

Just you and me against the world

Let’s go together

Stay together

We’ll tumble down the years

And we’ll come to find the key behind it all

We never stopped to see if we were still in step

We never checked each other’s eyes

To see who lived in there behind them

And down the years we disappeared

Let’s go together

Say no together

We’ll tumble down the years

Let’s try together

Let’s lie together

We’ll tumble down the years

And though we never found the key behind it all

I think we came to know the meaning of the fall

Let’s go together

We said “forever”

You and me against the world

Hold on together

And damn the river

We’ll tumble down the years

We’ll tumble down the years

We’ll tumble down the years

Marillion The Leavers (IV) The Jumble Of Days

Our lives slowly unravel

Like wool pulled from sweaters

We’ll knit something new somewhere else, so forget us

We are the Leavers

You’ll stay and we’ll travel

You’ll know where you are, always

We’ll be vague in our jumble of days

We can never be sure

But be sure of one thing

When the thrills are all done

We’ll be gone

The Remainers can try to persuade us, and tame us

And train us and save us and keep us at home

As we try to fit in with the family life

The mind-numbing comedown

The trouble and strife

All the misunderstandings, defensive attacks

The walls we don’t dare relax

And the hurt in your eyes, I know you know that I pray

For the phone-call that takes me away

We won’t be much use to you dead

Marillion I Will Walk On Water

Something is coming out of the rain, magic

It’s happening again, like the last time

I don’t know how it happens, but I know what to do

Coming up from the ground, I think it’s you

I will walk on the water

You sent me the red sun and the purple sky

Cirrus clouds and grins

Atoms of roses

The power to do anything

In the chaos of colours

And the fluttering of wings

You carry me up

And I’m free again

Don’t let anyone tell you

This is impossible

What we have here is bigger than fear

I will walk on water

Don’t let anyone tell you

This is impossible

Hold on to me

Believe what you see

I will walk on water

Marillion Hard As Love

Well I hear that you were looking out to hunt me down

And I guess you’re used to having everything you want

But you know that love can be as hard as sticks and stones

I tell you nothing else can be as hard as love can

Well I hear you got my number and you want my name

I’m a stream of noughts and crosses in your R-A-M

But you know that love can be as hard as algebra

Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love

Hard as love

Well I hear that you were lookin’ out to take me home

And I hear that you can handle it and you’re not scared

Have you heard about the pictures on my bedroom wall?

Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love

Hard as love

Well it makes you hungry and it makes you high

It makes you suffer and it makes you cry

But it’s all worthwhile

It makes you humble and it makes you crawl

It makes you tremble and it makes you fall

But it’s all worthwhile

It makes you desperate and it makes you dream

It makes you dangerous and it makes you scream

But it’s all worthwhile

Just lie back and smile

“We will continue to love you even though the rest of the world hates you.”

It makes you hungry and it makes you high

It makes you suffer and it makes you cry

It makes you panic and it makes you vain

It makes you primitive and sick inside

It makes you angry and it makes you blind

It makes you guilty and it makes you lie

Tied up and beaten

Spat out and eaten

Suicidal

Nothing’s ever been as hard

Well I hear that were lookin’ out to change my faith

You can bash me with your book of words, hammer me down

But you know that love can be as hard as six inch nails

Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love

Hard as love

Marillion Don’t Hurt Yourself

There’ll come a time when all of this is over

Something else will grow and take it’s place

The brand new car:scrap metal in a junkyard

The children playing will grow up and leave home

Put it away this dream you can’t stop dreaming

Put it away this anger and desire

The open road is infinitely hopeful

Take all those memories and throw them in the fire

And don’t hurt yourself

Don’t hurt yourself

Don’t hurt yourself anymore

There’s old man on a warm and sunny island

No job, no money, just a smile to call his own

Know what he says?. “The past will only haunt you.

Live for today. Each day’s an open door

Don’t hurt yourself

Don’t hurt yourself

Don’t hurt yourself anymore”

Nothing to lose is nothing to fight over

The shining stars!

They’ve seen it all before.

Don’t hurt yourself

Don’t hurt yourself

Don’t hurt yourself anymore

Dust keeps coming. Rust keeps coming. Weeds keep growing. Seeds keep growing

Where you going?

Marillion Chelsea Monday

Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress

Hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town

Awaiting the prince in his white Capri

Dynamic young Tarzan courts the bedsit queen

She’s playing the actress in this bedroom scene

She’s learning her lines from glossy magazines

Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams

Auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen

Patience my tinsel angel

Patience my perfumed child

One day they really love you

You’ll charm them with that smile

But for now it’s just another Chelsea Monday

Drifting with her incense in the labyrinth of London

Playing games with faces in the neon wonderland

Perform to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles

Would she dare recite soliloquies at the risk of stark applause

She’ll pray for endless Sundays as she enters saffron sunsets

Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn

Fulfilled and yet forgotten the St. Tropez mirage

Fragrant aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose

Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child

One day they really love you, you’ll charm them with that smile

But for now it’s just another Chelsea Monday

(Hello John, did you see The Standard about four hours ago?

Fished a young chick out of The Old Father

Blond hair, blue eyes. She said she wanted to be an actress or something

Nobody knows where she came from, where she was going

Funny thing was she had a smile on her face

She was smiling, what a waste)

Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress

Buried in her cellophane world in glitter town

Of Chelsea Monday