Peter Gabriel
English musician who first came to fame as the lead vocalist of the progressive rock group Genesis.
Rest your head.
You worry too much.
It's going to be alright.
When times get rough,
You can fall back on us.
Don't give up;
Please don't give up.
I am standing up at the water's edge in my dream
I cannot make a single sound as you scream.
It can't be that cold, the ground is still warm to touch.
This place is so quiet, sensing that storm.
Now we're busy making all our busy plans
On foundations built to last.
But nothing fades as fast as the future
And nothing clings like the past, until we can see.
Don't you know that I'm not joking?
Aah, you think you won't, I think you will.
Don't you know that this tongue can kill?
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon.
Lady kiss that frog.
The place where I come from is a small town.
They think so small;
They use small words
-But not me.
I'm smarter than that.
I worked it out.
I've been stretching my mouth
To let those big words come right out.
Fox the fox
Rat on the the rat
You can ape the ape
I know about that
There is one thing you must be sure of
I can't take any more
Darling, don't you monkey with the monkey.
You could have a steam train
If you'd just lay down your tracks.
You could have an aeroplane flying
If you bring your blue sky back.
If looks could kill, they probably will
In games without frontiers war without tears.
The wretched desert takes its form, the jackal proud and tight.
In search of you, I feel my way, through the slowest heaving night.
Whatever fear invents, I swear it makes no sense.
I reach through the border fence.
Come down, come talk to me.
Give me steam.
And how you feel to make it real;
Real as anything you've seen.
Get a life with this dreamer's dream.
Don't talk back;
Just drive the car.
Shut your mouth;
I know what you are.
Don't say nothing;
Keep your hands on the wheel.
Don't turn around;
This is for real.
Digging in the dirt.
Stay with me, I need support.
I'm digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt.
Open up the places I got hurt.
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
The man is dead.
We do what we're told,
Told to do.
Did I dream this belief
or did I believe this dream
how I will find relief
I grieve...
I grieve for you
You leave me
So hard to move on
Still loving what's gone
They say life carries on
Carries on and on and on and on...
Climbing up on Solsbury Hill,
I could see the city light.
Wind was blowing, time stood still.
Eagle flew out of the night.
He was something to observe.
Came in close, I heard a voice.
Standing stretching every nerve,
Had to listen had no choice.
I did not believe the information.
I just had to trust imagination.
My heart going boom boom boom.
"Son," he said, "Grab your things, I've come to take you home."
All of the buildings, all of those cars
Were once just a dream
In somebody's head.
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names
whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside
whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle.
Its a knockout.
What I carry in my heart
Brings us so close or so far apart.
Only love can make love.
I'm waiting for ignition, I'm looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare... I have the touch.