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'all the blue changes (an anthology)' lyrics
pink moon

I saw it written and I saw it say
"pink moon is on its way,
and none of you who stand so tall -
pink moon's gonna get you all".
it's a pink moon.
yeah, it's a pink moon -
pink, pink, pink,
pink moon.

 

colours

yellow is the colour of my true love's hair
in the morning when we rise,
in the morning when we rise.
that's the time, that's the time
I love the best.

green is the colour of the sparkling corn
in the morning when we rise,
in the morning when we rise.
that's the time, that's the time
I love the best.

blue is the colour of the sky
in the morning when we rise,
in the morning when we rise.
that's the time, that's the time
I love the best.

freedom's a word I rarely use
without thinking (oh yeah),
without thinking (oh yeah)
of the time, of the time
when I've been loved.

yellow is the colour of my true love's hair
in the morning when we rise,
in the morning when we rise.
that's the time, that's the time
I love the best.

 

days in the trees

the rain fell soft
on the green and distant fields.
I saw you run
to the shelter of the trees.

I stood alone
with weeds and broken bricks -
my pale fingers curled
round blades of autumn grass.

chorus:

I heard your feet crack earth and branch
but you were covered by the leaves.
I shouted out and called your name
but you were hiding in the trees.

days in the trees.

you rubbed the sleep from my tired eyes
and let the real taste of god
change the colour of my thoughts.

I was draining the heaven
from the warmth of your breasts;
lighting fire on the stone.

I tore at the seams
of my smooth and laundered clothes
and ran to the trees
racing naked against the day.

(chorus repeat)

days in the trees.

the ascent to your heaven,
spending days in the trees.

(I can't stand him laughing at us)

 

reich

“ah… this is from a long time ago – is that ok?
I was about thirteen years old… fourteen, maybe.
we were going to the roadhouse to meet boys.
they’re about twenty years old, and they’re nice to us,
and they make us feel like we’re older.

rick asks if we want to go party, and laura says “yes”,
and all of a sudden I feel this knot
building up in my stomach,
but when laura gets in the truck with rick, I go anyway.

it’s a dream in the woods, from what I think…
it’s pale and light out…
laura starts to dance around the boys.
she begins to move her hips,
back and forth…
then we take off our clothes -
I know the boys are watching.

laura starts to kiss josh and rick.
I don’t know what to do, so I swim away.
I feel like I wanna run, but I don’t…

he kisses my hand, and then me…
oh… I can still feel that kiss…

his lips are warm and sweet…
my heart jumps…
he’s talking to me but I can’t hear…

…that’s the first time I ever fell in love.”

 

walker

(coming soon)

 

back to the burning shed

(instrumental)

 

road

you can say the sun is shining if you want to;
I can see the moon and it looks so clear.
you can take the road that leads you to the stars now;
I can take a road that'll see me through.
I can take a road that'll see me through.
see me through...

 

housekeeping

you
sit on the floor,
broken like clouds.
you scratch your knees 'til they crack and bleed.
I
walk out of the door,
naked and bored,
and raise my head to the weeping sky.

chorus:

you call my name but I can't answer.
you call my name but I can't say anything.

we
looked at the sea,
sat on the edge.
I gripped your hand until my fingers hurt.
now,
somebody screams on the same dirty beach;
he throws down his arms
and he falls to the sand.

(chorus x 2)

 

heaven taste (edit)

(instrumental)

 

watching over me

I look at your face,
you take me to the place
where I don't know anything,
anything at all.

you flutter and dance,
I ramble and rant.
I don't know anything
but I feel that if I fall
you'll be

watching over me,
watching over me,
watching over me.
I feel that if I fall
you'll be
watching over me,
watching over me,
watching over me,
singing angel songs to right my wrongs.

the world leaves no trace
on my stainless face,
my days are clearer now
my nights are right.
I can never retreat.
I can never repeat
this hope for all the things
I know I'll never know.
I feel you

watching over me
watching over me
watching over me
and I can dream of love again
I feel you
watching over me
watching over me
watching over me.

 

simple

with the sun
on your lips,
you turn around
and spit.

you spit the moon right out of your mouth
for me,
you touch the sky and start to shout
removing all my doubts

chorus:

I could really love you,
I could give my heart away.
I could really love you,
it's so simple,
it's so simple.

I picture
my ideal.
how it looks,
and how it feels.

no more dreams turning to armchairs
again.
no more plans turning to blank stares,
as long as you are there.

(chorus)

it's so simple, simple, simple...
I could really love you,
it's so simple.

 

things change

you got so clever
you're leaving me behind you.
you say you're better
(you're leaving me behind).

I remember
when heaven's lips kissed your every word,
I pretended
nothing you said could ever hurt.

you're leaving me behind you-
leaving me behind. you're leaving me behind you - THINGS CHANGE
leaving me behind. THINGS CHANGE

you walk upon the dirt
and chocolate wrappers,
you're leaving me behind you.
you move across the bridge
over the river -
leaving me behind.

"wherever you don't go,
I'll be by your side," you lied.
I hate the way things change.

you're leaving me behind you - THINGS CHANGE
leaving me behind. THINGS CHANGE

 

pretty genius

feel the miracle every day,
count the numbers fill the cup.
every move in every way.
every move is built on blood.

chorus:

go find your brightest colours,
tear all your curtains down.
don't hide beneath the covers.
don't sit around, don't face the ground.
pretty genius.

you could lose your little mind
never knowing what to find.
you could lose your little mind
staring blind into the light.

chorus 2:

go find your brightest colours,
tear all your curtains down.
take heed of diet mothers.
don't sit around, don't face the ground
pretty genius.

pretty genius,
pretty genius.

 

my revenge on seattle

maybe there's more to life
than just writing songs.
maybe not.
maybe there's more to life
than just righting wrongs
maybe not.

I grow so cold, you reach for gold
I fail to hold your attention.
chorus:

their pretty boy ways
always take you away,
take you away.
my revenge on seattle -
I retreat from the battle.
won't you stay?

maybe there's more to life
than just biting tongues.
maybe not.
out of the sky
and left to die -
believing the lie of protection.

(chorus x 2)

maybe there's more to life
than just writing songs.
maybe not.

 

dry cleaning ray

dry cleaning ray,
at the end of the day,
always knows what to say,
always knows what to play.

it's the same old song
with the same old bits

thirty years without a hit.

dry cleaning ray
says he's wasting away,
feeling red turn to grey,
watching overcoats fray.

it's the same old thing
it's the same old shit

thirty years without a hit.

 

sicknote

come dazzle me
come saddle me

with your hands so soft and white
and your words so hard and right
in the heat of this pointless night
dazzle me

there's no need to flap
there's no need to slap
there's no need to slaughter your name

there's no need to fear
there's no need to be here

you can tell them where to go
when you're the star of the show -
dazzle them

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it's dim and dismal but it makes you laugh
fills in the time you can't wait to pass
there's so much wisdom in the heart of trash
the freezing coffee and the falling ash

 

carolina skeletons

cowboy kate came too late,
she'll never see the dawn.
cowboy kate came too late,
she'll never face the sun.

the love goes by and the life runs dry,
pulls the tinsel from her hair.
she loses sight in the velvet night,
drops a tin can by the chair.

chorus:

through all the tiny victories and the big defeats,
it's carolina skeletons that keep her rooted to her seat.

cowboy kate came too late,
she'll never read the signs.
cowboy kate came too late,
she'll never have the time.

the love goes by and the life runs dry,
pulls the tinsel from her hair.
she dreams of flight in the velvet night,
throws a tin can in the air.

(chorus)

chorus 2:

through all the shitty obstacles and all the words so sweet,
it's carolina skeletons that make her stranger when she eats.

 

something falls

you're still too near it to feel it.
you're still too near it to fear it.

chorus:

something has fallen on you.
something has fallen on me.
just listen to the trees sing,
just listen to the trees.

I'd fall down on the forest groves,
and kneel and pray for you.
I'd fall down on the earth and leaves,
I'd cry and die for you.

(chorus)

you're still too near it to feel it.
you're still too near it to fear it.

 

only rain

what can you say?

a million ways to stay the same.

day after day,
a million ways to pass the blame

you catch me and hold me.
no more fountains, only rain.

 

returning jesus

slow it all down, it always moves too fast.
slow it all down, it always moves too fast.

follow me down to where I'll always be.
follow me down to where I'll always be. I don't want to stay a million miles away.
I don't want to stay a million miles away.

 

chelsea cap

last time that you smiled like that,
you looked good in your chelsea cap.
your face was thin, but your legs were fat.
you questioned where all our lives were at.

wasting time with some ageing lad,
still good looking though your eyes were sad.
you sold your books and you sold your flat,
and ran to where your illusions sat.

chorus:

no-one but me to hear it
no-one but me to fear it.
no big deal,
no big deal.
no-one but you to be with,
no-one but you to see with.
no big deal,
no big deal.

not wanting to know what I know
or needing to do what I do,
every time I close my eyes,
all I see is you,
all I see.

(chorus x 2)

chorus 2:

no-one but you to be with,
no-one but you to see with.
no big deal,
no big deal.

 

photographs in black and white

the city in a hundred ways,
it wouldn't let you stay.
remember all the thankless days
and the lousy take home pay?

the photographs in black and white
that show you playing close to type -
your eyes against the midday light,
your eyes when they still had the fight.

they loved you
when you thought that no-one could.
they loved you
when you said that no-one should.

you talk so fast
to stop yourself from thinking.
you move so fast
so you'll never see you're sinking.

they love you
when you think that no-one can.
they love you
and they'll tell you that they understand.

they love you,
then they say you're much too,
much too bland.

spending days on the phone,
while the cold eats your bones.

how in the world do you make it right?
how in the world do you make a life?

 

the break-up for real

go back and see the folks,
they're always glad to see you.
trot out the same old jokes,
avoid the things that seem new.

no talk about the wife -
she lives with someone else now.
forget your former life,
warm love became a cold cow.

driving to the coast,
it's hard to know what hurts the most.

chorus:

learning how to feel,
it's the break-up for real.

go out to see some friends,
you hope that you won't lose it.
you sit there and pretend -
play adolescent music.

singing to the sea,
you sing the songs that set you free.

(chorus)

 

(bluecoda)

(instrumental)