Marillion

Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress Hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town Awaiting the prince in his white Capri Dynamic young Tarzan courts the bedsit queen She's playing the actress in this bedroom scene She's learning her lines from

artist:marillion songs title:grendel i. heorots plea and grendels awakening midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk mountain echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks they place their faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight the

Artist:marillion Songs Title:hotel hobbies Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors Bell boys checking out the hookers in the bar Slug-like fingers trace the star-spangled clouds of cocaine on the mirror The short straw took its bow The tell tale

Here today Gone this afternoon Another tune We almost remember What's the story Sex and drugs again Business as usual The clock's already ticking La la la la When he was young Staring at the tv He watched the fun Happen to other people Now they screa

[ti:Assassin] [ar:John Mayer] [al:Battle Studies] [00:01.36]John Mayer - Assassin [00:03.93] [00:11.86]I work in the dead of night [00:15.48]When the roads are quiet [00:17.02]No one is around [00:20.89]To track my moves [00:22.96] [00:23.97]Race in

[ti:Jigsaw] [ar:Mates of State] [al:Re-Arrange Us] [00:00.90]Mates of State - Jigsaw [00:01.07] [00:01.36]You write the good songs, baby [00:04.97]I'll write them until the end [00:08.83]And you can stand above us [00:12.47]And we can still be friend

I was walking in the park dreaming of a spark When I heard the sprinklers whisper Shimmer in the haze of summer lawns Then I heard the children singing They were running through the rainbows They were singing a song for you Well it seemed to be a son

A ghost of a mist was on the field The grey and the green together The noise of a distant farm machine Out of the first light came A tattered necklace of hedge and trees On the southern side of the hill Betrays where the border runs between Where Mar

So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride Too late to say I love you, too late to re-stage the play Abandon

Everybody knows we live in a world Where they give bad names to beautiful things Everybody knows we live in a world Where we don't give beautiful things a second glance Heaven only knows we live in a world Where what we call beautiful is just somethi

Artist: Marillion Title: Kayleigh Do you remember, chalk hearts melting on a playground wall? Do you remember, dawn escaped from moonwashed college halls? Do you remember, the cherry blossom in the market square? Do you remember, I thought it was con

a) Brief Encounter A spider wanders aimlessly within the warmth of a shadow, Not the regal creature of border caves, But the poor, misguided, directionless familiar of some obscure Scottish poet. The mist crawls from the canal Like some primordial ph

Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono Wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding Nicotine smears, long, long dried tears, invisible tears Safe in my own words, learning from my own words Cruel joke, cruel joke Huddled in the safety of

(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth & john helmer) Three hundred miles an hour on water In your purpose-built machine No one dared to call a boat Screaming blue Out of this world Make history This is your day Blue bird At such speeds... things fl

When I was young it all seemed like a game Living here brought no sense of shame But now I'm older I've come to understand Once we had houses Once we had land They rained down bullets on us as our homes collapsed We lay beneath the rubble terrified H