Brian Eno is MORE DARK THAN SHARK
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LYRICS - ANOTHER GREEN WORLD
"Craft is what enables you to be successful
when you're not inspired." - Brian Eno

Sky Saw

All the clouds turn to words
All the words float in sequence
No one knows what they mean
Everyone just ignores them

Refrain (sung simultaneously with above verse)

Mau Mau starter ching ching dad da
Daughter daughter dumpling data
Pack and pick the ping pong starter
Carter Carter go get Carter
Perigeeeeeeeee
Open stick and delphic doldrums
Open click and quantum data.

St. Elmo's Fire

Brown eyes and I was tired
We had walked and we had scrambled
Through the moors and through the briars
Through the endless blue meanders.

In the blue August Moon
In the cool August Moon

Over the nights and through the fires
We went surging down the wires
Through the towns and on the highways
Through the storms in all their thundering.

In the blue August Moon
In the cool August Moon

Then we rested in a desert
Where the bones were white as teeth sir
And we saw St. Elmo's fire
Splitting ions in the ether.

In the blue August Moon
In the cool August Moon

In the blue August Moon
In the cool August Moon.

I'll Come Running (To Tie Your Shoe)

I'll find a place somewhere in the corner
I'm gonna waste the rest of my days
Just watching patiently from the window
Just waiting seasons change, some day
Oh, oh, my dreams will pull you through that garden gate.

I want to be the wandering sailor
We're silhouettes by the light of the moon
I sit playing solitaire by the window
Just waiting seasons change, ah, ah
You'll see, one day, these dreams will pull you through my door
And I'll come running to tie your shoe
And I'll come running to tie your shoe.

Golden Hours

The passage of time
Is flicking dimly up on the screen
I can't see the lines
I used to think I could read between
Perhaps my brains have turned to sand

Oh me oh my
I think it's been an eternity
You'd be surprised
At my degree of uncertainty
How can moments go so slow.

Several times
I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled.

Several times
I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Changing water into wine.

Several times
I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Putting the grapes back on the vine.

(Simultaneously with the last two verses, another voice sings another melody with different words, as follows)

Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you
Who would believe what an innocent voice could do
Never a silence always a face at the door.

Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you
Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do
Never a silence always a foot in the door.

Everything Merges With The Night

Rosalie
I've been waiting all evening
Possibly years I don't know
Counting the passing hours
Everything merges with the night

I stand on the beach
Giving out descriptions
Different for everyone I see
Since I just can't remember
Longer than last September.

Santiago
Under the volcano
Floats like a cushion on the sea
Yet I can never sleep here
Everything ponders in the night.

Rosalie
We've been talking all summer
Picking the straw from our clothes
See how the breeze has softened
Everything pauses in the night.


OVERVIEW | MISCELLANEOUS TRACKS | HERE COME THE WARM JETS | TAKING TIGER MOUNTAIN | ANOTHER GREEN WORLD | BEFORE AND AFTER SCIENCE
AFTER THE HEAT | MY LIFE IN THE BUSH OF GHOSTS | WRONG WAY UP | MY SQUELCHY LIFE | NERVE NET | ANOTHER DAY ON EARTH
EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS WILL HAPPEN TODAY | DRUMS BETWEEN THE BELLS | PANIC OF LOOKING