- A Crisis In Mid-Life
Feeling the sway of the bridge beneath me
I watch the windsock strain
Stepping with care as though there's nothing beneath me,
'Cos I'm alone again
Feeling the strain of the lateral movement
My escape is clear;
Follow the road in one of two directions
- A Place in the Queue
I: Silent Screams
(Instrumental)
II: Two For The Queue (part one)
You'd been alive for thirty minutes when you filled in your first form,
With blood taken from your left heel just to prove that you were born,
- Afternoon Malaise
When are you you?
You seem so far away,
From the man who climbed the mountain on some halcyonic day,
Supervisor's closing in on methods you prefer,
Waving your appraisal forms like weapons, built for her.
Do you meet approval from the people at the top?
Could you stand for them in the shop?
- In Darkest Dreams
Part I: Prelude - Time For You
[Instrumental]
___
Part II: Night Terrors
Still a slave to the nighttime demons
- Not As Good As The Book
Called into life comes a man knuckled down, broken in, but already working
Slightly bemused by the new world he finds himself in
Adapting his thoughts to environments strange and bizarre, he never thought to encounter,
Running his fingers through things he once read of in books
And all of it seems so unclear
It's not the future he once held so dear
But there's always tomorrow, always today
- Perdu Dans Paris
The square's a picture postcard
And it's just like on TV
The brasseries and sprawling pavement cafes
Casting lumiere onto the streets of Gay Paris
And the searchlight from the great tower hits the evening
As the white buildings saute in the oil of the setting sun....
The doorway of the Gare Du Nord is a festival
- The Ethernet
As night comes to the city, she's working hard on her computer
She takes her work and bundles it up now, and then she shrugs her shoulders
Slowly plods her way downstairs, drops the key off, starts the motor,
Saves her life on tiny disks, they're not backed up, but she'll take that risk.
Give or take an hour or two, he'll be heading in the same direction
Swapping one desktop for another in the search for his reflection
Figures dance before their eyes, but keep the world outside at distance
- The First Day At School
There's not one of us alive who can't remember
The first time we ever walked into the gates
To meet our tutors and our future's all on the same day
Our successes and failures who could anticipate
All of our parents' hopes and love will with us on that day
And all our destinies just stretching away into infinity
All the people, all the shouting, all the problems and excitement
- The Music That Died Alone
Part I: A Serenade
[Instrumental]
_____________________________________________
Part II: Playing On
Hide in the heart in a secret place,
- Titanic Calls Carpathia
Part I: The Millpond
[Instrumental]
___
Part II: Titanic Calls Carpathia
The airwaves are still silent in the deep April cold