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The Sundays - Blind Album Lyrics



The Sundays - Blind Lyrics






I Feel

I feel fine...
don't wake me up yet
o the young & the old they get everything
& it's my turn
I'm here, I'm someone to know
I'm calling the tune but

I'm losing the words
laughingly I take the fevered applause
of the people by the riverside
I'm walking, walking on water
God knows why
I'm losing the words
I am a man
well nearly
celebrate life, be good to yourself

don't wake me like that
I was dreaming & I'd rather carry on
give me a love & hate on both my hands
I'll show you what I'm made of
wasting my breath when I say that

don't wake me like that
I was dreaming & I'm tired of everyone
here's hoping that you'll
go now so long leave me alone

give me a love & hate on both my hands
I'll show you what I'm made of
wasting my breath when I say that
love hates
a pair of hands
that's where I began
just be good, good to yourself

I feel fine
don't wake me up yet
cos I feel tired
don't be like that
we don't need to work any more now
open that ground up and slip down
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Writer: BYRON O. THOMAS, CHRISTOPHER NOEL DORSEY, DWAYNE CARTER, TAB VIRGIL, TERIUS GRAY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Goodbye

I vow that it's goodbye and God bless
why did we have to assume we're exactly the same?
o no, talking about yourself

I vow that it's goodbye to the old ways
those stories were a good read
they were dumb as well
I could never be seen
falling down on my knees crawling
o no, talk about a sell

o as the heavens shudder baby
I belong to you
o they said you get what you deserve and all they said was true

so is this what it's come to?
am I cold or just a little bit warm?
o well
give me an easy life and a peaceful death
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Writer: Fitzgerald Scott, Taurian Adonis Shropshire
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management






Life & Soul

Here dive below, here I go
We're on the shore, down by the sea
Here I go
Water under's cool

We're the life and soul
Here on the shore, we're going to be
Here I go
It's all my sea
All my blue
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher






More

burning questions
we are told they've gone out
time you learned your lesson
we all know that
tell me boys are you out there?
the flesh is weak & the mind slow
by now, you could say there's a problem
and it rained down on me
and it seemed to get into me
it poured down over me

I'm wet through but I still want more
peace love now what?
don't go telling me you've had them
o delighted, we all know
we won't be alive any more and
by now you could say there's a problem
and it rained down on me
and it seemed to get into me
I'm soaked to my skin

I'm wet through
I really ought to be in
will you let me have a sign?
and somebody ought to reply
we'll take anything at all

understand me?
fun times we have known
that's what we're like
we've just taken them all
and I still don't remember how I got home
don't tell me where we're going
now I know we won't be alive any more
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Writer: DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






On Earth

when the world, it shows me up
my clothes, they show me up
I never knew this before
my finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pound on the Underground
when my words came stumbling out
and then I went tumbling out
[I never believed/I've never been here] before
and the finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pound on the Underground
and I keep hoping you are the same as me
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
we are who we are, what do the others know
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go
home
when the words came stumbling out of my mouth
and I went tumbling out [here, no no, no no]
but I keep hoping you are the same as me
and I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea
we are who we are, what do the others know
but poetry is not for me, so show me the way to go
oh, I'm going home
but I'll keep hoping you are the only one
yes, and I'll send you letters, oh, wouldn't it be such fun
oh, we are who we are, whatever the others say
but poetry is not for me, and much as I'd like to stay
oh, I just want to go home
you're, you're, you're too young
[should've been], you, you're, you're too young
[it should've been], you too, you're too, you're too young
[it should've been], you, you, you're too young
[you should've been, safer, saner]
[bribed the judge and then] sat down
ooh, you're, you're, you're too young
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Writer: DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






God Made Me

(From the B side of the "can't be sure" single, by the Sundays.)
Note: [Unsure sections/alternate guesses] are written in brackets.
don't tell your mother
----------------------
don't tell your mother about
where you go when the lights are down
and don't tell your mother how
you're up to no good, nowhere to be found
well, it's time to learn not to work so hard
or not at all
how will we know when the end is nigh
on a day much as any other
run and play; while away the hours
and you know I would go if I could go
but I can't so thank you all the same
[suffice/surprised] to say I've turned away from it all
and don't think I'll be home for a while
'cause who needs a mother to [shout]
when I'm doing very well by myself
how will we know when the end is nigh
on a day much as any other
get out this house and while away the hours
[on cue began] well before the summer
and you know I would go if I could go
but I can't go now
would go if I could go
but I don't know how
you're exactly like the others
[older now/old enough]
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Writer: DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Love

picture myself as a thin white child
back to the day I was born on
they slapped me into line as it crossed my mind
I've felt better
I've felt worse
this is my life and it's all very well but never again

as they say "we've been robbed"
and don't you know that this time

love, just love yourself like no one else
love, it's enough
they can say what they like but they still can't take that

distance myself from the things I'd like but
everyone has something I need
don't let me wake up & find
all those others leaving me behind
if you don't have a clue about life
then I'm happy to say neither have I
although I'm not going to shrug my shoulders & suck my thumb
this time

cos there's something I deserve

love, just love yourself like no one else
love, it's enough
they can say what they like but they still can't take that

picture my house in a postcard town
picture a bomb in the sky
history at the door who could ask for more?
I've felt better
so kill me with love
just love yourself like no one else
time's so scarce where I come from
let them say what they like cos they still can't take your love
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Writer: BILLY EDD WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC






What do you think?

you know, and I've been wondering
you know, all the way home
whether the world will see
I'm a better man than [others/ever I was] by far
and you know, I've had it so good
[even I'm/even how/hey but I'm] [lonesome/loathsome]
it's not quite my style
[awaken/her walk-in] vanity
wasted my time inside
oh, you see me in a cardigan
in a dress, dress, dress that I've been sitting on
oh how are you
can't say I really care at the end of it all
[actually, oh, well] there's something I've found
it's that we're just flesh and blood
well, now, just one thing I've found
it's that we're just flesh and blood
and you know, and I've been wondering
you know, all the way home
whether the world will see
I'm a better man than [others/ever I was] by far
ooh how are you
I shan't say I really care at the end of it all
[actually oh], there is something I've found
it's that we're just flesh and blood
well, now, there's one thing I've found
it's that we're just skin and bones
[actually oh], there's something I've found
it's that we're just flesh and blood
and we're nothing much more
there's something, just something I've found
it's that we're just flesh and blood
and we're nothing much more
[oh no], what did I do wrong
[oh no], what did I do wrong
[in/well] individual [doubts/doubt is]
just one thing I've found
we are just flesh and blood
nothing much more
something, just something I've found
that we're skin and bones
yeah
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Writer: DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.






24 Hours

few true cares have I
as the world turns round
I was blind but now I'm still blind
too few cares have I
as the world turns sour
I was blind but now I'm still blind
I liked you for 24 hours
in your house

and when the time has come to live again
I shall
and I liked you for 24 hours in your house
and now the time has come to live again
I shall

I liked you but that was before
why me?
I never knew then and I don't know now

o the things you do all come back to you
that's why I hung back but I'll say what I like now
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Writer: DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Blood on My Hands

live your life, have your say
read your stars, day by day
if I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
oh, live your life, go your way
and I said oh, no
live your life, stake your claim
wash your clothes, change your name
ooh, and I said oh, no, no
if I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
ooh, oh
you're too twisted [for help]
oh, it's [fun in love]
so live your life, build a home
and fill it full of flowers and a bottle of old cologne
yeah, if I could have anything in the world for free
I wouldn't share it with anyone else but me
oh, except perhaps a certain someone
oh, except perhaps a certain someone
ooh, oh
except perhaps a certain someone
except perhaps a certain someone
except perhaps a certain someone
just to be sure that I know the way out
you're too twisted [for help]
oh, it's [fun in love]
oh, be careful, living in a block of flats
and I never take the lift to the top
no I never take the lift to the top
oh, you're too twisted [for help]
and oh, it's [fun in love]
oh, you're too twisted [for help]
[looking back], oh, it's [fun in love]
[take a spin/to be swung] 'round, take a look down
oh, you'd never believe what we found
we figured it out, we figured it out
we lived in a house
in a cold [room]
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Writer: DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.






Medicine

dig down to the earth here outside
lose my mind here any day now
don't be sad, we're only half way there
o no, that's what I call home
you remember the hills we slithered down
"I'm not going anywhere"
you lied

hell on my own
hell here on my own
and don't go imagining that time is medicine
mark those days & swallow your pills
proud of my wise head on young shoulders
too bad there was nothing there at all

hell on my own
hell here on my own

and it was such a really cold hand
I held as the wind sighed
"I'm not going & how could I lie?"
just be glad there's no way back there
I need another look at before
though heaven knows how I'd ever
make my way back there

and I need another look at before
although heaven knows how I'd ever
make my way back there

now I know it's hopeless
and I realise it's nowhere
hell here on my own
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Writer: TIMOTHY JAMES ARTHUR WHEELER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group






Wild Horses

[ Originally by The Rolling Stones ]

Childhood living is easy to do
The things that you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can't let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild horses, couldn't drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you've decided just to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Can make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let's do some living after we die

Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away

Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them someday
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them someday
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Writer: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
Copyright: Lyrics © Abkco Music, Inc.






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Blind is the second studio album by the Sundays. It was released by Parlophone on 19 October 1992 in the UK, then in the US by Geffen the following day. It is often considered the darkest and most experimental of The Sundays' albums, noted for its melancholic lyrics and closer resemblance to the darker dream pop work of artists such as Cocteau Twins. The title of the album is from a lyric in the song "24 Hours".

The album peaked at No. 15 on the UK Albums Chart.
Performed By: The Sundays
Genre(s): Indie pop, dream pop
Producer(s): The Sundays, Dave Anderson
Length: 45:45
Released: October 19th, 1992
Year: 1992

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