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The character actor plays romantic leads and the kitten curls in wet anticipation,
The opportunity is here.
It's not the first time, it's not a dream, she cowers in the corner, she pretends
It's just a scene.

The Maitre D' has seen it all before, the actor, the actress, the gigolo, the whore,
Between the lines, between the sheets, there's no rehearsal, they make a deal, he'll soon be home.

Do you still keep paper flowers
In the bottom-drawer with your belgian lace
Taking them out every year
To watch the colours fade away

Do you still believe in fairy tales
In battlements of shiny castles
Safe from the dragons

Do you remember the magic of the moment, when forever was only words away,
When we believed everything was certain,
All we had to do was fulfill promises we'd made,
Cherish hope between us and our dreams were always safe,
We'd always be together and in that I had my faith
I put a ring upon your finger, and that smile upon your face
And I told you, that I couldn't love you more,
And we longed for the arc of the curve.

We got 140 stations on satellite beaming on down to our home - but I'm watching you,
I've got half a million bills to pay, you never hear a word I say - I dream of you,

Oh I feel so incomplete, Oh, Oh, it seems so incomplete,
If we could only close the distance,
If we could only cross these lines,
If we could only fill the space that's grown between us over time,

When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion.
Forewarned, my audience leaves the stage, floating ahead.
Perfumed shift, within the stammering silence.
The face that launched a thousand frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear, a stained career.

You've played this scene before; you've played this scene before.
I, the mote in your eye.

I saw a blue umbrella in Princes Street Gardens
Heading out west for the Lothian Road.
An Evening News stuffed deep in his pocket
Wrapped up in his problems to keep away the cold.

Grierson's spirit haunts the dockyards,
The only men working, documentary crews
Shooting film as the lines get longer

There`s something I want to ask you
Before it`s too late.
It`s been on my mind since the first time we met.
It scares me now more, now there`s more at stake.
It seems we`re so close, yet so far away.

Could you turn me down gently? Would I
Be out of order

One man, one time, one life, one night he had a vision,
Two lanes of blacktop disappear into the night,
Three calls were made to different numbers in four cities,
Five minutes later the deal was falling into place,

Numbers, sorting out the numbers,

Six shells slid snugly deep inside the oily chambers,

So sorry, I never meant to fall in love with you,
Don't worry, I know you think I have to let go,
Believe, I would stay but we know that we'll wake up alone,
Pretend,
That there's nothing there between us

They don't know the full story,
The one we never can tell,

I found a home in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, found a home in the darkness,
Empty stomach empty head a body fills a vacant bed,
and the thunder rolls by, and the rains come, and the days gone and I wonder where I am.

Found a place in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, in the darkness, home, in the darkness.

A crowded room of passers by and in the shadows strangers cry, and the ghosts try to hide,
when the rains come, when the storms form, when I wonder who I am in the darkness,

You sit there, biding your time.
Out of your head and into your mind.
Penning thoughts that are dreams in action.
A glass raised to an absent muse.
A boy stands in his father's shoes,
And a drunk man smiles at a thistle,
Under a Poet's moon.
Under a Poet's moon, there's a life sign burning.

Still as a breath held as a sigh, still as a heart that denies the final truth,
The breaking news,
on the edge of a moment where we hope and we pray that there's still time,
There's always time, time to look back,
time to regret, time to remember just how we met,
Time slips slowly by as I stare at forever,
And I wonder if we still have time?

Hunched foetal in the corner of my soul,
My fingernails are bleeding from climbing up the wall.
This time you really hurt me right down to the core
And I'm desperately trying to find a reason to forgive you for it all.

I saw your life as a shadowplay.
In a trance I was held by the shadowplay,
In the spell of the shadowplay

Dance, dance, dance milady
Weave your spell
Take the floor milady
Catch a tiger by it's tail
Catch this tiger by it's tail

I caught your breath milady
Fell into your smile

Mr. President, you don't know my name,
But you could find it if you really cared,
because I pay my taxes and I pay my dues,
All I ask for in return is the truth,
Can we just be honest, I've heard that
speech is free
So please believe me that this address
is sincere

If you really knew how I felt,

You wouldnt need to be here asking

Those questions,

Those irritating questions, moving in metaphors,

Listen to me
Just hear me out
If I could have your attention
Just quieten down for a voice in the crowd
I get so confused and I don't understand
I know you feel the same way you've always wanted to say
But you don't get the chance
Just a voice in the crowd

CD1:
01. Grace of God (8:19)
02. Man with a Stick (6:27)
03. Walking on Eggshells (7:18)
04. This Party's Over (4:22)
05. Rose of Damascus (15:45)
CD2:
01. Garden of Remembrance (6:07)

I was thinking about thinking
About thinking about thinking
I was thinking
Contemplating situations
And the visions blew my mind

In the gutter I was crawling
As the shells just kept on falling

When you're down to the last skin
And the limelight splutters to darkness in the death of a Zippo.
At the backstage door the last fan has long disappeared
With a plastic bag stuffed full of memories.
If only you'd signed them, if only to testify, if only to recognise that he existed.
That for a moment he stood there.
Side by side in the gutter on the hard cold shoulder of destiny.