Stiltskin – The Minds Eye

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Seb

Je n’ai pas cet album. Cependant il n’est pas trop dur d’en parler. D’abord parce que c’est l’album qui a fait connaître Ray, avant Genesis, grâce au tube mondial, LE tube de la carrière de Ray : Inside, repris pour une marque de Jeans. C’est le dernier album de Ray avant Calling All Stations. Par ailleurs, Ray reprend souvent sur scène les morceaux de ce disque : Footsteps, Rest in peace, l’excellent Sunshine and butterflies, et évidemment Inside. Ces 4 là suffisent à conseiller cet album.

Tracklist

Swing low in a dark glass hour
You turn and cower
See it turn to dust
 
Move on a stone dark night
We take to flight
Snowfall turns to rust

Seam in a fusing mine
Like a nursing rhyme
Fat man starts to fall

Year in a hostile place
I hear your face
Start to call

And if you think that I’ve been losing my way
That’s because I’m slightly blinded
And if you think that I don’t make too much sense
That’s because I’m broken minded
Don’t keep it…
Inside
If you believe it
Don’t keep it all inside

Strong words in a Ganges sky
I have to lie
Shadows move in pairs
 
Ring out from a bruised postcard
In the shooting yard
Looking through the tears
 
Out of the black slate time
We move in line
But never reach an end
 
Fall in a long stray town
As the ice comes down
Rivers start to bend

And if you think that I’ve been losing my way
That’s because I’m slightly blinded
And if you think that I don’t make too much sense
That’s because I’m broken minded
Don’t keep it…
Inside
If you believe it
Don’t keep it all inside

Into a room
Old curtains broken chairs
I walk in through
Dust on the wooden stairs

Stone by the trees
Lost days and faded names
Pain in my throat
No river stays the same

They won’t be here anymore
They won’t be here anymore

When time was new
Long days and laughing eyes
Walk through the fields
Sunshine and butterflies

A fragile place
Nothing ever stays for long
A foreign land
Take right and make it wrong

They won’t be here anymore
They won’t be here anymore
It’s all lost to the wind
They won’t be here anymore

Into a room
Old curtains broken chairs
I walk in through
Dust on the wooden stairs

They won’t be here anymore
They won’t be here anymore

Each night I taste the silence
Of the words in my throat
Each day we hide in laughter
When they turn round and float

Do you lie back and think of England
As they shout in your face
Stand up and give them flowers
Mary full of grace

Temper’s out of control again
There’s an itch in my soul again
If I scratch it I will rest in peace

Each day I’m in the future
Of a net curtained past
Each day I’m out of pocket
Time didn’t last

Each night I wake up smoking
And my eyes start to sting
Wish I could keep them open
When the trees start to sing

Temper’s out of control again
There’s an itch in my soul again
If I scratch it I will rest in peace

Each night I taste the silence
Of the words in my throat
Each day we hide in laughter
When they turn around and float

Temper’s out of control again
There’s an itch in my soul again
If I scratch it I will rest in peace d’accordéon

You take him places I can’t go
You tell him things I don’t know
And even when the bonds hold fast
You make me hate the past

Walking in your footsteps
I used to walk by your side
How could you leave me
On the very edge of suicide
Suicide…

He leaves you traces I can see
He takes the things you gave to me
And even in the coldest place
I’m just an empty space

Walking in your footsteps
I used to walk by your side
How could you leave me
On the very edge of suicide
I’m lost without you
But well I know you go on your own way
You never needed me no matter what you say

Walking in your footsteps
I used to walk by your side
How could you leave me
On the very edge of suicide
Suicide… d’accordéon

A matter of empty gestures
A question of circumstance
But only fools turn
You gave without a question
You spoke without conceit
I had too much to learn

We’ll be together
We’ll be together
We’ll be together when my ship comes in

I meant to take it further
I meant to hide your fears
I’m down with all the lice
I want to make it better
I want to sink your pain

Every beggar is Christ

Chorus

Every beggar is Christ

Chorus

I hear you in the darkness
Deep heat from your tears
I don’t want to be divided

I wish I could lose myself
I wish I could un-meet you
I don’t want to be divided

Chorus d’accordéon

See me shed my mind as I leave to find the circles
When the gilded tongue of the eldest son I ask her
And I inch a smile as I take a mile from their longings
And they form a chain in the fleeting rain as I leave them

I don’t want to be responsible

Look at me now in my real skin
Made a vow in my real skin
Shed it now keep coming in
Here for now in my real ski

I saw a picture frame tied to a horse
I saw the crystal night out on the concourse
And the ancient trees of the bended knees will fracture
And we double take at an empty wake and leave them

I don’t want to be responsible

Chorus

Round and round and round and round
Round and round and round and round

I don’t want to be responsible
I don’t want to be responsible

Look at me now
Look at me now

Chorus d’accordéon

ContenuI guess I could if I wanted
I guess I could if I wanted
I guess I could if I wanted

I don’t mind if it’s all an illusion
Nothing really there
I don’t mind if it’s all lost in sandstone
Or riding on the air

In the night I know that it’s true
In the night I know that it’s true
In the day I get confused
But in the night I know that it’s true

I guess I could if I wanted
I guess I could if I wanted
I guess I could if I wanted

I don’t mind if I lose all you gave me
You’d never know
I don’t mind if you stay on the outside
Nothing here to show

Chorusd’accordéon

Contenu I see your voice
You’re scared of a ghost
Take what you had
From pillar to post
I stand beside you
And look in your eyes
And if you’re dead its no surprise

I hear you
I hear you
Words don’t be afraid
Words don’t be afraid
Don’t be afraid

They live your life
Through the core of the tune
Under advice
You take it too soon
They steal your name
Turn in your grave
Their armies march there’s nothing to save

Now your ideas
Are rolling in dust
And all you fought
For those who won’t trust
Take your inversion
And turn it around
Paint your perversion and hide it in sound

I hear you
I hear you
Words don’t be afraid
Words don’t be afraid
Don’t be afraid
Don’t be afraid anymore when they turn out the night
Don’t be afraid in the dark and the light
Don’t be afraid anymore at the sound of the sea
Don’t be afraid

Chorus repeat

I’ve been shouting in my sleep
Watch my goats turn into sheep

And if you find some way
To change your mind
Change your mind for me
And if you find yourself
Stuck on the line
Turn around to me
And if you find some time
To be alone
You can find some time for me
Open up your bleeding arms
And take it out to sea
Out to sea

Those who loose without a trace
Those who stare out into space

If you find some time… d’accordéon

(note de seb : supposé instrumental vu que je ne trouve pas les paroles et que je n’ai pas le disque) d’accordéon

You’ve got to run to me
You’ve got to hide from me
You’ve got to look to me
You’ve got to close your ears

You’ve got to be like me
You’ve got to change from me
You’ve got to smile to me
You’ve got to cry your tears

Rhyme America
Rhyme America
Rhyme America
America is me (I’m in America)
America is me (I’m in America)

You’ve got to see through me
You’ve got to feel for me
You’ve got to kill for me
You’ve got to save my life

You’ve got to sell to me
You’ve got to buy from me
You’ve got to watch with me
You’ve got to hide your eyes

Chorus d’accordéon

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