The Big Room
Cummings |
At the mercy of the moods of the room Resting on your shoulder - breathing in your perfume Breathin in your perfume - in this big room All the wrong things, all the stupid fun That I was sorry for, right after it was done Right after it was done - here in the big room Got pretty flowers, such beautiful things A loser is just a player that doesn't want to win I got a bird it might sing, sing for you in the big room A roulette wheel, spin it around watch it change I need a guide map to tell me how I feel It's like a roulette wheel spinning round the big room I had a change of mind, had a change of heart I had to change the scenery, that was the difficult part I might leave the room but you know I'll always be back She's got the gift, the gift of making me wish she was here She's got the reddest lips, her eyes are cold and green and clear She says she's coming she'll be here soon Dancing in the big room I'm breathing in your perfume Breathing in the big room Big room Big room, big room Big room, in the big room There's many ????? in the big room
White Noise
Cummings/Shane O'Mara |
You know those warnings on the radio? Well everything they said was true Waves of unverified information hanging in the air Spilling over me and you It feels like white noise You can't predict it's appearance It was like sensing someone creeping behind me But when I looked, there was nobody there And when you get there, you just don't care It's just white noise I know this feeling, I have had it before I see your lips moving, are you talking to me, are you sure? Park the car, we'll watch the setting sun over the sea I see your eyes moving, are you looking at me Or is it just white noise Let's take a break for a television commercial
September 13
Steve Kilbey |
You should never have used magic To summon me back here The consequences could be rather tragic Yeah, that's a real good trick my dear And all the while I was under the impression Falling on the border like an ace You almost smile, assured of my discretion Lost in the desert of your face Just the other side of disgrace Don't you always get what you ask for Don't you always ask for what you get I thought you read the label Before you laid the table You got no cause for regret And all the time I am under the delusion That it's me who's calling out the script But you jump, up to your conclusion Your anecdotes all come forth unripped But who gave you the sweat that you dripped
Fell From A Great Height
Cummings/Bill McDonald |
I fell from a great height Something broke inside me In a dream, in a room With this delightful wicked melody I fell from a great height I fell from a great height From a tall glass steel building in the sky I am vulnerable to moments of regret So powerful I thought I must die I fell from a great height I fell from a great height And I was screaming that I still loved you Rushing towards earth All the troubles I have lived through I fell from a great height I fell from a great height Thinking that's the way it ought to be The faint glow from the city lights Was all I could see I fell from a great height I fell from a great height Scrambling with myth and light Surrendered to a dream That was absolutely right I fell from a great height
As I Rise
Cummings/Bill McDonald |
I can't give you anything but love I can't give you anything Don't mention this to anyone Don't mention this to anyone As I rise - as I rise The shadow at the bottom of the pool That shadow it reminds me of you Don't mention this to anyone Don't mention this to anyone As I rise - as I rise All I ever wanted to do, to come home to you It's all I ever wanted to do Don't mention this to anyone Don't mention this to anyone As I rise - as I rise
What The Eyes Have Made Welcome To The Heart
Cummings/Chris Abrahams |
I couldn't ever make up my mind About what I was to receive - what I'd leave behind She said, I dreamed about you again last night We were walking in the bright daylight You can't invade you can only explore Have you had enough or are you ready for more Rushing in out of the blue Don't get sentimental on me now will you Your sleeping head rests against my chest Mid-morning light flickers as though to suggest I set you free, you murmur something to me You sound as fresh and unfathomable as the sea
A River Lies Between Us
Cummings/Shane O'Mara |
Where's that Indian summer we were promised Those still nights that disappear without a peep Autumn leaves swirl about, making unscheduled stops And all I want to do is sleep, all I want to do is sleep A river lies between us But that river is too wide A river lies between us Can't get across to the other side I do not want for anything, I could walk for hours She had all the natural graces, she was in such a hurry She always wanted to do everything And it was not lost on me, it all looked so very pretty A river lies between us But that river is too wide A river lies between us Can't get across to the other side A river lies between us But that river is too wide Wish you were here again I wish you were here again I wish you were here again I wish you were here again I wish you were here again I wish you were here again Wish you were here again I wish you were here again Yeah, greats been the pleasure, one can think of nothing else Left all to myself, left all to myself, left all to myself A river lies between us But that river is too wide A river lies between us Can't get across to the other side A river lies between us But that river is too wide A river lies between us Can't get across to the other side
100 Different Ways
Cummings/Shane O'Mara |
I should not wonder If there were a hundred different ways of being in love If one hundred flowers were in bloom They'd be all singing a different tune All singing of another Every sister and brother I was on the point of telling you this But I drew back from that sweet abyss Love is a most troublesome companion But it's ever so sweet to the eye It rises, in all shapes and sizes That's not always easy to identify I thought I was beyond change I was surprised that I was wrong I thought anything, to set my careless heart at ease Even the simplest caresses of a breeze So know your heart, that is all that matters When approaching love, we're entirely mad as hatters
I Wish The Show Was Over
Cummings |
Her friends hadn't been good to her since she had been in the hospital Nobody to collect her groceries for her Nothing was of any interest at all She said your sister talks to me Like a social worker But her life has been harder than yours or mine Can't you two be friends Can't you visit her some time I wish that the show was all over My mother said, I know it's my fault I could kick myself for bringing you up so wrong Some days I simply ride trams around all day My only wish is that we could all get along When I woke up this morning the pain was too much to bear Those tests I have hurt so much I am beyond care Events from past years can easily bring me to tears Find myself getting regretful - wish I was more forgetful I wish that the show was all over Well anxiety that's the devils impatience, I said Life tastes sweet, soon enough we all end up dead So I recited that famous poem about having promises to keep Mother dearest you have got miles to go yet before you sleep I wish that the show was all over
Days Chasing Days
Cummings/Chris Abrahams |
All right, you win - you've come to me for something Open the window, where you turn - I will follow And all my prayers, tonight and tomorrow It takes so little to get me excited We want to dance this dance together She stepped into his embrace and kept a straight face Lent back in her chair - ran her fingers through her hair This is what fools me, time after time We lay flat on our stomachs - trying to sleep For our souls to keep Days chasing days Days chasing days We rose - fell together Dancing to the music of time Never a wrong turn - side stepping - whirling around I try to run away - fade into the light of day In the city of my heart - you're a central part Don't just sit there, looking at me We want to dance this dance together Days chasing days Days chasing days We rose - fell together Dancing to the music of time
Sliding Across A Blue Highway
Cummings/Burstin |
Driving through a pitch black night with the blur of oncoming headlights Lanterns swaying in the perfumed breeze Driving all night in a black Citroen Listening to Dark Side of the Moon on eight track cartridge Trucks broken down beside the road Old trucks held together with wire and string and good intentions Keep those trucks moving down highway one Chickens hanging from roofs Shoulder of the road covered with rice, drying in the golden light Everything's crumbling and growing out of control Desota trucks roll, trucks stacked high, with a headlight missing Painted yellow and red "Renovation is the way ahead" Irrigate the fields Roadside cafes selling com pho Vietnamese girls in traditional ao dai riding bicycles to afternoon school Long gloves worn to the elbow
What Was There To Worry About
Cummings |
I just knew how you would look Perched on a stool at a bar, reading a book She was fearless and bold The beauty of stars - I say that kind of stuff when I'm in bars I wanted company, hey stay until it's light Or until I can make it right Fly in - you fly out - of my life - be my wife I was so full of insecurities I wanted to scream or shout Hey, but what was there to worry about? Whims and caprice, so why are you so steamed up? Why so down in your cups? Well the women cried and the men sighed Something about a ring or a wedding Do I look like a liar? Please don't answer that What about if I wore a little hat I might look a little more like Alain Delon in L'Samurai I was so full of insecurities, I wanted to scream or shout Hey, but what was there to worry about?
God Knows
Cummings/Shane O'Mara |
Whatever time of night Stray not far from my shore When night has stretched across the sky When you knock, it comes, at my door After lying on the bed awhile My thoughts always turn to you And I hear you fumble with your key And I know now what I must do God knows what made me do it To walk out that door and not look back God knows - I suppose God knows what made me do it The golden glow from the radio dial Hey and it's filling my room And your crumpled sleeping body Is illuminated by the fat, white moon God knows what made me do it To walk out that door and not look back God knows - I suppose God knows what made me do it God knows what made me do it