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Брожу по планете Земля
Здесь плохо, но будет ещё хуже.
Всё пусто тут, совсем нет никого.

Зима тянется уж долгих пять лет
И нет солнца, что бы растопить мой страх.
Химия пожинает свой урожай.

Access denied
All of the smarter kids they stay inside
But out in the pouring rain
You're kicking me with that look of sheer disdain

The fat controller man
He doesn't understand he's my biggest fan
So I'll stay here on the floor

I feel no pain
Cos I'm an island
I will remain
In the deafness of your silence

I love you sometimes
Always Never
He said you're here

I'm sitting in the concrete
I'm listening for a heartbeat
I'm sitting in the painting
I promised I'd be waiting
I'm sitting in the window
I'm listening to the wind blow
I'm sitting in an hour glass
I'm waiting for the march past

A good impression of myself Not much to conceal I'm saying nothing But I'm saying nothing with feel

I simply am not here no way I... Shut up be happy stop whining please

And because of who we are We react in mock surprise The curse of "there must be more" So don't breathe here, don't leave your bags

I simply am not here no way I... Shut up be happy stop whining please

A good impression of myself
Not much to conceal
I'm saying nothing
But I'm saying nothing revealed

I simply am not here
No way I should appear happy
Stop whining please

Never stop the car on a drive in the dark
Never look for the truth in your mother's eyes
Never trust the sound of rain upon a river rushing through your ears

Arriving somewhere but not here

Did you imagine the final sound as a gun?
Or the smashing windscreen of a car?

I am in my pram
Look you, I'm so new
Oh, I'm sleeping there
Underneath the stairs
If you, wanted to
You'd find, inside my mind

Things so surreal

You have no interest in the past
Where you came from
Where you're going to

There's a cliche in your eye
File the edges down
Soon be underground

A mother sings a lullaby to a child
Sometime in the future the boy goes wild
And all his nerves are feeling some kind of energy

A walk in the woods and I will try
Something under the trees that made you cry
It's so erotic when your make up runs

Can't feel the pain that I expected
I still place keys in the ignition
I know what will be
One thought is stopping me from sleeping
I saw the future and it's breeding
I know what will be

Could be your last resort

Dried up, a guitar upon my knee
I should have sold out when the devil came for me
Dig a hole and throw it out to sea
Break the code, how happy I could be

I still wave at the dots on the shore
And I still beat my head against the wall
I still rage and wage my little war

Lying through my teeth again
I've been bad again, black lies
Skirting round the truth again
To escape the look in your eyes

Cover up the facts again
With the money men, disguise
Losing my integrity

Little retrograde, wonder where you are
Another motorcade, under radar

A boy in borrowed clothes, knows he is a girl
Shards of light come down, stillness in the air

Big sleeper, your deeper, too deep for me yeah

Collapse The Light Into Earth

I won't shiver in the cold
I won't let the shadows take their toll
I won't cover my head in the dark
And I won't forget you when we part

Collapse the Light Into Earth

Inside the vehicle the cold is extreme
Smoke in my throat kicks me out of my dream
I try to relax but its warmer outside
I fail to connect, it's a tragic divide

This has become a full time career
To die young would take only 21 years
Gun down a school or blow up a car

And something warm and soft just passed through here
It took the precious things that I hold dearer
It rifled through the grey and disappeared
The creeping darkness makes the small hours clearer

Like a cancer scare
In the dentist's chair

Deadwing CD-2-2005

1. Even Less (07:14)
2. Pure Narcotic (05:05)
3. How Is Your Life Today? (02:48)
4. Buying New Soul (10:28)
5. Russia on Ice (live, from ''Warszawa'') (12:09)
6. Blackest Eyes (04:26)

We made the world believe we didn't care
We gate crashed parties and just stood and stared
We moved to London and stayed in all year
Standing next to you I disappear

You made a choice for us to live it up
I've got a voice inside me saying give it up
Let's get out of here, let's find a new career

A light snow is falling on London
All sign of the living has gone
The train pulls into the stations
And no-one gets off and no-one gets on

Don't hate me
I'm not special like you
I'm tired and I'm so alone

Camphor crossed with lace, it is the witching hour
Cinematic but crude
Teasing all my feelings out, you move away
It seems so natural to you

Still siren, climbing up the victory tower
Like there's something left to prove
I trap the beads of sweat that run between my eyes

So you have been of use
And you have been abused

You know you look pale today
Your lipstick has gone astray

You sold out and lost your looks
You gave away all your books

A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach
He was a friend that I could not reach
He thought I was cold but I understand
But for the grace of god goes another man

And I may just waste away from doing nothing
But you're a martyr for even less

Modem load and failsafe
Electric teenage dust
Hit the solvent keypad
Start the neural rust

Power on the highway
Data in my head
Surfing on the network

I sat in the room with a view
The girl in the photograph knew
Can't you see?
Why is she laughing at me?
I stumbled through the dark unaware
The face in the hall isn't there
Tomorrow has gone
Where do the voices come from?

Sunlight coming through the haze
No gaps in the blinds
To let it inside
The bed is unmade,
Some music still plays

TV, yeah it's always on
The flicker on the screen

So see how long I can last
You can pretend that I don't exist for you
And I can laugh about it now
But I hated every minute
I was waiting for your email
And each day that you forgot to call
Just made me feel so low
So low

Nothing is new here underneath the sun
All of the big new charlatans will sneer at us
Barely a flicker of the light to come
Only the people who always think they know best

Nothing is new here underneath the sun
All of the big new charlatans will sneer at us
Barely a flicker of the light to come

I saw her footprints on the sea
I knew her eyes were watching me
So I ventured further in my mind
In the hope that I would find

Tangerine trees and marmalade skies and
Plasticine porters with looking glass ties

Six of one and half a dozen
Black guitars and plastic blues
Hide behind a wall of nothing
Nothing said and nothing new

Four chords that made a million
Four chords that made a million, million, million

You were the one that made her cry You were the one that told her lies
You were the one whose brain moved in circles
Neither and adult or a child

Now it only moves you forward
And back to the blackness at the same time

Burnt out tracks, the world went black Futile

Feeling all your touching
Feeling all your blood
Feeling all your touching
Feeling all your love

Seen it through a windscreen
Seen it through the glass
Seen it in a bad dream

Open your eyes now
Hear me out before I lose my mind
I've been waiting for hours
Let the salt flow, feel my coil unwind

Give me a smile please
Count the calm and watch my breathing slow
Winding me up tease

Such a pale light
Such a long night
Pick up that key
Don't drop your gaze in your coffee
Is it me?
Do I look beautiful in the half light?

It's been so long

God is in my fingers
God is in my head
God is in the trigger
God is in the lead

God is freedom,
God is truth
God is power and

This is a hate song just meant for you
I thought that I'd write it down while I still could
I hope when you hear this you'll want to sue

Oh it's a lonely life in my empty bed
And it's a quiet life that leaks from my head
These are the last rites
The line is dead, dead

I pull off the road
East of Baldock and Ashford
Feeling for my cell
In the light from the dashboard

Hissing from the road
The smell of rain in the air con
Maybe check the news

When this freedom stains my coat
With the winter in my throat
When I'm lost I dig the dirt
When I fall I drive the hearse

And silence is another way
Of saying what I wanna say
And lying is another way

In Absentia-2002

CD 1

1. Blackest Eyes (04:24)
2. Trains (05:57)
3. Lips Of Ashes (04:40)
4. The Sound Of Muzak (04:59)

I locked myself inside the capsule
And watched the planet slowly turning blue
The lights before me flashed and sparkled
Holding keys to lives I've wandered through
Circuits buzzing, visions passing
Mysterious and cold upon the screen
Glowing, flowing with the currents
Yet never knowing where I've really been

Jupiter Island is full of pleasures
Glowing gardens holding hidden treasures
Luminous flowers of yellows and greens
Glittering petals that have to be seen
Here's your chance don't let it pass you by
Take my hand and we'll fly

Jupiter Island is surrounded by oceans

"Kneel and Disconnect"

Kneel and disconnect and waste another year
Fill the application, start a new career
Kneel and disconnect and waste another year
Fill the application, start a new career

"Преклонённый и разъединённый"

[a) Winding Shot (Summer 1981)]

If you fall asleep with me
You can dream and drowse
The miuntes turn to hours

We could climb a tree or two
And watch the sun go down

As the cheerless towns pass my window
I can see a washed out moon through the fog
And then a voice inside my head breaks the analogue
And says

Follow me down to the valley below
You know
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul

The sun is a light bulb,
A candle's a treat.
The curtains stay closed now
On my little retreat.
And I'll only take medicine
If it's followed by sweets
A sickly pink liquid
That puts me to sleep.

A light snow is falling in London
All sign of the living has gone
The last train pulls into the station
And no one gets off, and no one gets on

I search inside my head
Helps me remember the day
That the taxi never came

A peaceful man opens fire
A harmless soul trips a wire
A careless child has expired

Maybe it's just living gets me down
Three dimensions and realistic sound
Meanwhile your withered brain cells fall away
But life goes on

A tiny flame inside my head
A compromise I never planned
Unravel out the finest trends

And I'm looking at a blank page now
Should have filled it up with words somehow

I whispered something in her ear

All the things that I needed
I wasted my chances
I have found myself wanting

When a mother and father
Gave me their problems
I accepted them all

[Lyrics: Alan Duffy / Music: Steven Wilson]

The butterfly sailed on the breeze
Past a field of barbed wire trees
Where golden dragons chased around
Pampered poppies on the ground
Two silver trout sat way on high
And watched a royal samurai

Here is my car, my phone and my TV
I've got it all but you can see through me

But am I here? It's kind of hard to tell
I do a good impression of myself
But what's normal now anyhow?

Sullen and bored the kids stay

On The Sunday Of Life...-1991

1. Music For The Head (02:43)
2. Jupiter Island (06:13)
3. Third Eye Surfer (02:50)
4. On The Sunday Of Life... (02:08)
5. The Nostalgia Factory (07:29)
6. Space Transmission (03:00)

Nothing like this
Felt in her kiss
Cannot resist her
Fell for her charm
Lost in her arms
I keep a photograph
Give me a glimpse
Let me come in

Floating on the winds of time
Space gives way inside my mind
Silver threads on another plane
Freeze the moment once again

Turn into the summer past
Freezing time, you for last
Nothing speaks and nothing gives

I remember piano lessons
The hours in freezing rooms
Cruel ears and tiny hands
Destroying timeless tunes

She said there's too much out there
Too much already said
You'd better give up hoping

I don't know whose side I'm on
I don't think that I belong round here
If I left the stage would that be wrong ?

I tried to find myself a better way
I got religion but I went astray
They took my money and I lost my faith

You keep me waiting
You keep me alone in a room full of friends
You keep me hating
You keep me listening to the Bends

No amount of pointless days
Can make this go away

[Written by Steven Wilson]

Run through forests on a hot Summer day
Trying to break down walls of numbing pain

Give me the freedom to destroy
Give me radioactive toy

I Didn`t Want To Feel Like A Slave To Your Mood Swings
And I`m Not Saying Anything I Wouldn`t Say Behind Your Back
And All This Shit Could Have Happened To Anyone
All That Matters Now Is How You Gonna Pick It Up To Throw It Back
It`s So Hard To Get Along
I Always Know What You`re Gonna Say
This Too: I Hated You
I Wish You`d Learn To Keep Your Mouth Shut

You think I deserve this,
You said I was stupid.
All my thoughts are like coal
But Russia on ice is burning a hole.

Can't stop myself drinking,
Can't stop being me.
If I call will you come

SENTIMETAL

I never want to be old
And I don't want dependants
It's no fun to be told
That you can't blame your parents anymore

I'm finding it hard

Telepath Carbon trapped under stone
Brother mother pale body is thrown
Only way I know to have fun
Fill up my blood, my veins, my lungs

ESP city - rainy and blue
Burn down this town, I give it to you
Aero shallow, photograph blind

I don't remember
Did something in my past create a hole?
Don't use your gender
To drive a stake right through my soul

I live to function
On my own is all I know
No friends to mention

You move in waves
You never retrace
Your newest craze
Straight out of the Face by the bed unread

I'm left behind
Like all the others
Some fall for you

You move in waves,
You never retrace,
Your newest craze
Straight out of the
Face by the bed unread.

I'm left behind
Like all the others,

"Slave Called Shiver"

I need you more than you can know
And if I hurt myself it's just for show
I found a better way to curb the pain
You put a trigger here inside my brain

Mother I need her

This means out
This is your way out
Do or drown
Do or drown in torpor

Leave no trace
All my files erased
Burn my clothes

he first thing that I saw as, the fisherman smiled at me
Were empty people dressed in grey, floating out to sea
The rain lashed down in darkness
A lizard blinked an eye
And time stopped in the silence
The small fish gave a cry

The next thing that I saw as, things were fading fast

Out of the city the heaven's reflect
A stinging vista of flaming insects
Darkness engulfing islands of light
Scarring the sky and staining the night

Under this mess and idiot prayer
A ticking bomb of bone and thin air
A candle wasting and waxing to nil

Lip read, a mountain stream, fibres in the car
Shut down, a cheerless a town, a head rolls in the park

Once seen my libertine undresses in the dark
She puts her love inside to break us both apart

With you I felt brand new, you opened up the sky
What need to punish me with surgery and lies?

The moon shook and curled up like gentle fire
The ocean glazed and melted wire
Voices buzzed in spiral eyes
Stars dived in blinding skies

Stars die...
Blinding sky...

This song leaks out onto the pavement
It could be a joke, it could be a statement
The more that I fake it and pretend I don't care
The more you can read in to what isn't there

Maybe it's time to stop swimming
Maybe it's time to find out where I'm at
What I should do and where I should be

Ghosts in the park
Appear just after dark
Killers, children ...
No-one has a harp
They look like tourists
It makes me want to laugh

Under floorboards

This is my home, this is my own, we don't like no strangers
Raise the kids good, beat the kids good and tie them up
Spread it wide, my wife, my life, push the camera deeper
I can use, I abuse, my muse, I made them all

This machine
Is there to please
Strip the soul

[Written by Steven Wilson]

I'm sending you a letter
Because I don't think there's much time
Time to lear the cobwebs
Time to bear the crime

It's only a number

If you wanna stay
Always here
All these years
The last frontier
It's no concern of theirs
The world outside
Corrupts my child
So trust these eyes

He captured and collected things
And he put them in a shed
He raised a proper family
So he could tie them to a bed

The creator had a master tape
But he left it in a cab
I stared into the void tonight

01. Occam's Razor (1:56)
02. The Blind House (5:47)
03. Great Expectations (1:26)
04. Kneel and Disconnect (2:03)
05. Drawing the Line (4:43)
06. The Incident (5:20)
07. Your Unpleasant Family (1:48)
08. The Yellow Windows of the Evening Train (2:00)

The Incident CD-1-2009

1. Occam's Razor (01:56)
2. The Blind House (05:47)
3. Great Expectations (01:26)
4. Kneel And Disconnect (02:03)
5. Drawing The Line (04:44)
6. The Incident (05:20)

A summer day
In garlands I feel secure
A useless faith
That I will get you, somehow

Reach out, I wonder where you are now

Hey, there's you

Riding on a unicorn
Stranded in my mind
Electric raven met me there
To see what we could find

Strange days
Incredible days
Bring all my children to me

Springtime is over
Don't head for home
Creep up the ladder
And steal over stone

No time to forget this
World's in your eyes
Sway in the cloud blur

I was pretending to be floating strong
But I was sinking
In to still water

Eyes closed
All of the rest will flow

Then out of darkness I found I could still feel

Under gas light the joining of hands
Chanting a name over and over

A table tilts the circle is broken
Doubting no more
They pay what they owe her

Disembodied a luminous hand

1. The Colour of Air

[instrumental]

2. I find That I'm Not There

We lost the skyline
We stepped right off the map

At the age of sixteen
I grew out of hope
I regarded the cosmos
Through a circle of rope
So I threw out my plans
Ran on to the wheel
And emptied my head
Of all childish ideals

Hear the sound of music
Drifting in the aisles
Elevator prozac
Stretching on for miles

The music of the future
Will not entertain
It's only meant to repress

Always in my thoughts you are
Always in my dreams you are
I got your voice on tape
I got your spirit in a photograph
Always out of reach you are

Cold inside my arms you are
Simple like a child you are

A systematic killer
Returning from Madrid
Murdered Mozart in his garden
Mussolini ran and hid
He was chosen by his elders
Sitting on the shelf
They passed his heart to Satan
Who showered them with wealth

I was born in '67
The year of Sgt. Pepper
And Are You Experienced?

Into a suburb of heaven
Yeah, it should've been forever
It all seems to make so much sense

Train set and match spied under the blind
Shiny and contoured the railway winds
The hiss of the train at the railway head
And I've heard the sound from my cousin's bed
Always the summers are slipping away

A 60 ton angel falls to the earth
A pile of old metal, a radiant blur

Up The Downstair-1993

1. What You Are Listening To... (00:59)
2. Synesthesia (05:11)
3. Monuments Burn Into Moments (00:21)
4. Always Never (06:59)
5. Up The Downstair (10:04)
6. Not Beautiful Anymore (03:26)

Один из лучших альбомов группы, но с большим количеством "воды". Я подредактировал первые его две "фазы", оставив только самое яркое и динамичное из них, вместо 35 минут оставив 20. По-моему, это безумно красивая музыка.

Waiting... to be born again

Wanting... the saddest kind of pain
Waiting for the day when I will crawl away

Nothing is what I feel
Waiting... for the drugs to make it real
Waiting... for the day when I will crawl away

Man wakes up as animal
Hallucinates a fire
Man wakes up as as ghost
Bloodless but inspired

Man wakes up as music
And liberates the calm
Man wakes up as a child

Out at the train tracks I dream of escape
But a song comes onto my ipod
And I realise it's getting late

I can't take the staring and the sympathy
And I don't like the questions:
"How do you feel?"
"How's it going in school?"

Way Out Of Here

Out at the train tracks
I dream of escape
But a song comes onto my iPod
And I realize it's getting late

I can't take the staring

Tied - tied to a time
When we knew that the sun would shine
And you were all smiles
And we could just talk for a while...

Of where we would be when the future comes
And how you would paint while I wrote my songs