Touching From a Distance

Confusion in her eyes that says it all.

She’s lost control.

And she’s clinging to the nearest passer by,

She’s lost control.

And she gave away the secrets of her past,

And said I’ve lost control again,

And of a voice that told her when and where to act,

She said I’ve lost control again.

And she turned around and took me by the hand and said,

I’ve lost control again.

And how I’ll never know just why or understand,

She said I’ve lost control again.

And she screamed out kicking on her side and said,

I’ve lost control again.

And seized up on the floor, I thought she’d die.

She said I’ve lost control.

She’s lost control again.

She’s lost control.

She’s lost control again.

She’s lost control.

Well I had to ‘phone her friend to state my case,

And say she’s lost control again.

And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,

And said I’ve lost control again.

But she expressed herself in many different ways,

Until she lost control again.

And walked upon the edge of no escape,

And laughed I’ve lost control.

She’s lost control again.

She’s lost control.

She’s lost control again.

She’s lost control.

Shadowplay (1979)

To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,

To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you,

I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you,

In a room with a window in the corner I found truth.

In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no more,

As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor,

And with cold steel, odour on their bodies made a move to connect,

But I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left.

I did everything, everything I wanted to,

I let them use you for their own ends,

To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you,

To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.

Wilderness (1979)

I travelled far and wide through many differen

t times,

What did you see there?

I saw the saints with their toys,

What did you see there?

I saw all knowledge destroyed.

I travelled far and wide through many different times.

I travelled far and wide through prisons of the cross,

What did you see there?

The power and glory of sin,

What did you see there?

The blood of Christ on their skins,

I travelled far and wide through many different times.

I travelled far and wide and unknown martyrs died,

What did you see there?

I saw the one sided trials,

What did you see there?

I saw the tears as they cried,

They had tears in their eyes,

Tears in their eyes,

Tears in their eyes,

Tears in their eyes.

Interzone (1978)

I walked through the city limits,

Someone talked me in to do it,

Attracted by some force within it,

Had to close my eyes to get close to it,

Around a corner where a prophet lay,

Saw the place where she’d a room to stay,

A wire fence where the children played.

Saw the bed where the body lay,

And I was looking for a friend of mine.

And I had no time to waste.

Yeah, looking for some friends of mine.

The cars screeched hear the sound on dust,

Heard a noise just a car outside,

Metallic blue turned red with rust,

Pulled in close by the building’s side,

In a group all forgotten youth,

Had to think, collect my senses now,

Are turned on to a knife edged view.

Find some places where my friends don’t know,

And I was looking for a friend of mine,

And had no time to waste.

Yeah, looking for some friends of mine.

Down the dark streets, the houses looked the same,

Getting darker now, faces look the same,

And I walked round and round.

No stomach, torn apart,

Nail me to a train.

Had to think again,

Trying to find a clue, trying to find a way to get out!

Trying to move away, had to move away and keep out.

Four, twelve windows, ten in a row,

Behind a wall, well I looked down low,

The lights shined like a neon show,

Inserted deep felt a warmer glow,

No place to stop, no place to go,

No time to lose, had to keep on going,

I guess they died some time ago.

I guess they died some time ago.

And I was looking for a friend of mine

And I had no time to waste.

Yeah, looking for some friends of mine.

I Remember Nothing (1979)

We were strangers.

We were strangers, for way too long, for way too long,

We were strangers, for way too long.

Violent, violent,

Were strangers.