Touching From a Distance

You were never there always out of touch.

Deadline (1979)

Destinations always change,

It could be hours,

It seems like days,

Wait around as though nothing’s wrong,

But heaven knows we’ve tried so long,

To do the final breakthrough.

A choice of gifts,

With cards to deal,

A narrow table,

Legs of steel,

A window seat with views the same,

All down the line we play the game,

For two, now we are two.

Destinations never change,

It seems as though we’re days away,

And all the points that lead us to,

We never stop, just pass on thru’ again,

Do it again.

Driftwood (1979)

Moving on out in a new line,

Setting our course by the sun,

Leaving the shoreline behind us,

We’re drifting apart while we run.

Wheels are in motion above us,

Metal and power in disguise,

Scared of the danger around us,

We’re drowning in our paradise.

Wreckage and gold on the sea bed,

Souls we could never reclaim,

Grey are the skies that surround us,

Forcing us farther away.

Moving on out in a new line,

Setting our course by the sun,

Leaving it all way behind us,

We’re drifting apart as we run.

Conditioned

(Незаписанная песня ранних Warsaw. Часть текста переработана для Exercise One)

Sure I’11 see you drown,

You do for me, I did for you,

You’re on the rim of wheels that turn

In ignorance, no way to learn.

Cure just takes you down,

Not down for good, that’s understood,

Lights on green, borrowed times,

It’s just the same, a different name.

Conditioned — you,

Conditioned — me,

No way out that I can see,

Conditioned — you,

Conditioned — me,

Who selects your destiny?

Just who’s in the chair,

To think for me to make me care —

Turn down the TV,

Turn down my pulse,

Control my heart,

The sound’s too much.

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lust watchin’ you -

Tearing strips off just for fun to get a better fit.

All eyes on you — sex induced, the labour proves,

Just watching every drip,

Waiting for you — bought us out to close all doors with broken laws — your laws don’t fit.

It’s all so coldly logical without a trace of fear,

Intentions, mask indifference, built up throughout the years.

Not televised, conceals the motives,

Not waiting for ease,

Till the cancer grows,

Replacing hope and you are the disease.

Just watchin’ you -

Some minor incident -

An instant eyes turn blind,

All eyes in you -

Just some kind of accident,

In God’s name, left behind,

Waiting for you -

Detroying gains,

All lost in vain, but kept in mind — you’re way behind.

Some stranger atrocity commit in silence now,

Not in these times, another world, but it’s so close somehow,

A shattered nerve, for those who serve, the reason lost its way.

In streets of fear and all those here, the internees of hate.

Just watchin’ you — tearing strips off just for fun to get a better fit,

All eyes on you — broken causes, no one knows the real cause, you’re it.

Waiting for you — ultimatum, change it soon don’t eling to every bit — it just won’t fit.

Secret (1978)

He desires love, in some special way,

Against all perversion,

Fed with fruits of decay.

He remembers,

How the guilty have seen,

All the pure but selfish,

Buried deep in his dreams.

He sees a vision in the sky,

Looking down at him,

Calling him by name.

Yeah he sees faces from yesterday,

Of what might have been,

But the past must still remain.

He desires love,

Not some perfect affair,

In hotels of steel and glass,

Just to cross on the stairs,

But he can still see,

All the angels in time,

As his dreams of ecstasy,

Turned to nightmares of crime.

He sees a vision in the sky,

Looking down at him,

How the past will still remain.

Yeah he sees a vision in the sky,

Staring down at him,

He’ll always see the same.

Sure I’ll see you down,

You do for me I did for you,

Cure just takes you down,

We’re down for good that’s understood.

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I can see a thousand wills just bending in the night.

And all the pretty faces painted grey to match the sky,

From a distance seeing friends just washed up on the shore

A picture in my mind of what’s to come before the storm.

In time, we don’t belong in our own lifetime.

I can hear the voices lost in echoes as they build,

New homes to hide the sadness that the search for more had killed,

From a by road seeing friends just washed up on the shore.

Picture in my mind of what’s to come before the storm.

In time, we don’t belong in our own lifetime.

I can feel an emptiness and see heads held in shame,

Trapped inside a legacy of everyone to blame.

In the distance see myself just washed up on the shore,

A picture in my mind of what will come before the storm.

In time, we don’t belong to our own lifetime.

We won’t crawl and never show our faces,

We’ll stand firm and never show the traces,

Of the fear we knew but always could disguise,

Of this sinking feeling hid behind our eyes.

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In the back of my mind,

All I feel is mistrust,

In the back of my mind,

All I see is the dirt,

Segregation of thoughts,

Ideals turning to dust

Where some houses once stood,

Stands a man with a gun,