Birling Gap - Lyrics

1. Face on the rail line


Face in reflection

Speeds along, speeds along

Loss of connection

Where’ve you gone? Have you gone away?


Face like an icon

Speeds along, speeds along

Curved wires and pylons

Sing you songs, sing you songs, they say...


Don’t lose your way...


Wheels on the rail line

Speed along, speed along

Call on the landline

Where’ve you gone? Have you gone away?


Don’t lose your way...


I want you for real

Seems like you’re drawing near

But screens reveal

And screens conceal....


Face on the rail line

Speeds along, speeds along

Loss of reception

Where’ve you gone? Have you gone away?


Don’t lose your way...


2. Alpine


Mountains, fields of ice

Cold cold, paradise

Steam clouds, breathing out

Melt the picture away


Sunbeams, sharp as knives

Ice peaks, edelweiss

Your face, clear and bright

Smiles the winter away


It couldn’t get much better

Snow fell on us where we lay

It couldn’t get much better

Can’t ever leave this day


Love songs, echo down

Mountains, to the town

Unheard, avalanche

As the notes die away


Held hands, sharp as knives

Pin me, to the ice

Your face, crystallised

Smiles a lifetime away


It couldn’t get much better

Snow fell on us where we lay

It couldn’t get much better

Can’t ever leave this day


Let me out

Frozen in time

Alpine


It couldn’t get much better

Snow fell on us where we lay

It couldn’t get much better

We’ll never leave this day


3. Three-wheeled car


We will never leave this place

Looking out from the Tyne or the Point of the Lizard

Understatement’s to our taste

When we say ‘that is fine’ we mean ‘please reconsider’

Deep down we’re as English as the weather

Out in t-shirts in the sun or a blizzard

That is why we’re going to stay for ever. Albion calls...


We will drive out to the coast

In our three-wheeled car

Park close to the cliff edge

We will gaze out to the sea

We’ll conjure up old enemies

And feel safe and warm


Do you know your history?

Yeh, from Boudica up to the Grantham shop-owner

It’s part of you it’s part of me

Misremember the past, it’s our national persona

Don’t you feel your spirits lift in this landscape?

Lent by a handful of noble land-owners

That is why we’ll never make an escape. Albion calls...


We will drive out to the coast

In our three-wheeled car

Park close to the cliff edge

We will feel anaesthetised

As the motor whines

Petrol sighs dim your mind


La la la la la la English lovers...

Do what duty calls them to do

Say they feel alright

As they seal the doors up tight

English lovers

4. Always on my mind


Something about the way

You looked at me (on that day)

As the camera clicked and

Made a memory

Sunlight shining on your shoulders

Autumn rays before the nights get colder


You are always on my mind

And now the memories come

Stir the sands of time

That’s why you’re always on my mind

Nothing can overcome the love that’s left behind

That’s why you’re always on my mind


Something about

The way you spoke back then (on that day)

Just a handful of words

You know, I’ve still kept them

Sunlight shining on your shoulders

Still transports me now I’m so much older


You are always on my mind

And now the memories come

Stir the sands of time

That’s why you’re always on my mind

Nothing can overcome the love that’s left behind


Oh why did you leave me

Oh why did you leave me behind


That’s why you’re always on my mind

And now the memories come

Stir the sands of time

That’s why you’re always on my mind


5. Mirrorball


It was an eighties disco

I know - not cool, but we both paid to be there

Desperate fools. I drowned in bad production

Yes – me too

But then I saw you smiling cross the room


Found out the song’s about

People lost and lonely

I’d heard it but I never knew

Found out the song’s about

Something real but only

Because of you

Because of you


Be Jason to my Kylie

Sure, if you’ll be Wah! Heat to my Wylie

Yeah, I’m happy to. I wish we’d come here sooner

Yes, me too

But we were far too young then, far too cool


Found out the song’s about

People lost and lonely

I’d heard it but I never knew

Found out the song’s about

Something real but only

Because of you

Because of you


We won’t have long to dance here

We’d better make it last

When I’m gone remember the romance here

When we danced

When we danced


Under the mirror ball


6. Liminal


When I wake

To find you dreaming of

Other ways

To hide the meaning as

you await

The light and breathe in

Another day

Open eyes

For any bad sign

Of broken mind

Means any decline is

Vocalised

But barely defined

Another way


Will you go?

Tomorrow?

I can’t know

Today

I don’t know

Where you go

When you go

Away


This liminal life

It goes on and on

Subliminal lies

As to what you want


6. Canterbury Lanes


Autoharps and acoustic guitars

A radical refrain

On grass banks by the monastery walls

We fell in love and played

Come meet me

In the Canterbury lanes again....


Times were good, went to Germany

And spread the magic word

Found like minds in the Hanover bars

Revolution’s spurred

Come meet me

In the Canterbury lanes again

Come meet me

In the Canterbury lanes…


Mellotrons and Hammond organs....


The schools and churches of our birth

Tower over us, say what we’re worth

And all the beauty and the bells won’t set us free

We’re all enslaved by their sweet harmony

We’re all enslaved by their sweet harmony


Thatcher came so I took to the ale

In Camra tavern seats

Punks, wine bars and distorted guitars

I worked in the high street

Oh meet me

In those Canterbury lanes again


Maybe here

In a couple of years

We could reunite?

Cos next time

Maybe people will change

The soundtracks to their lives?

Come meet me in the Canterbury lanes again

Come meet me in the Canterbury lanes


8. Cinematic


As a last resort, we might contemplate

Bodies lined up by way of argument

In some kind of ordinary street

Pushed back towards the glass


Automatic, cinematic, automatic

Automatic, cinematic, it’s what we do

Automatic, cinematic, automatic

Automatic, cinematic, it’s what we do

To you


And whereas the discourse alters

Against the ground, towards the language

This is violence

People meet

Given as historical fact

As the language practises its slow

Violence


Automatic, cinematic, automatic

Automatic, cinematic, it’s what we do

Automatic, cinematic, automatic

Automatic, cinematic, it’s what we do


Audible against the landscape, as the bodies in outline against the grass

As a last resort we might contemplate

Lilac, held in hand.

Since this isn’t prophecy, only history

Shaped like syntax

People witnessing

Push back

Push back


9. Like the rain


I thought the purple vine

Would wind itself around me every June

I thought the celandine

Would always renew


We talked for years

Our phobias and fears

Spent so much time

In our own minds

It’s over


We stayed inside

Because the sun was high

Hid in the gloom

Of shaded rooms

It’s over, over

Like the rain


I drank the summer wine

And rode the wild white horses in the bay

I loved those images

Those grainy film displays

Of Californian days


We talked for years

Our phobias and fears

Spent so much time

In our own minds

It’s over

We stayed inside

Because the sun was high

The well ran dry

We realised

It’s over, over

Like the rain

Like the rain

10. The overview effect


If we laid from end to end

The words we’ve said

They would reach the sun and stars

And back again


If we put the chances that we’ve thrown away into 

A room, it would be the biggest room we ever knew 


If we took the things we’ve made

And buttons pressed

When we look back, will we claim

We did our best 


Like a bird without a nest without a tree

Like a child without a word to say to me


The overview effect 

From space, the world’s a single island hung

In a black velvet sea with 

Fragility


As the moon and wind team up

To make the waves

Can’t we leave a string to lead us

Out of this maze?


Easter island still exists without a tree

Nothing left to fall, no sound unheard unseen


The overview effect 

From space, the world’s a single island hung

In a black velvet sea with 

Fragility


Can’t things stay the same?

Can’t stay the same