STILTSKIN > The
Mind's Eye
Virgin / White Water Records 8399522 CD
01 Intro
02 Scared Of Ghosts
03 Horse
04 Rest In Peace
05
Footsteps
06 Sunshine And Butterflies
07 Inside
08 An Illusion
09
America
10 When My Ship Comes In
11 Prayer Before Birth
US Version
01 Inside
02 Sunshine And Butterflies
03 Rest In Peace
04 Footsteps
05 When My Ship Comes In
06 Horse
07 An Illusion
08 Scared Of Ghosts
09 Shouting In My Sleep
10 Prayer Before Birth
11 America
Ray Wilson : vocals
Peter Lawlor : acoustic & electric guitars, mandolin, bass guitar, drums, Wurlitzer piano, Hammond organ, backing vocals.
James Finnigan : bass, Hammond Organ, Wurlitzer Piano
Ross McFarlane : drums & percussion
Sian Bell : Cello
Ambrosian Singers : Choral Opening
Tessa Sturridge : Backing Vocals
All Songs Written By Peter Lawlor
Arranged By Peter Lawlor
Produced, Recorded & Engineered By Peter Lawlor, assisted on some tracks by James Finnigan
Mastered By Ted Jensen
Scared Of Ghosts
I see your voice
You're scared of a ghost
Take what
you had
From pillar to post
I stand beside you
And look in your
eyes
And if you're dead its no surprise
I hear you
I hear
you
Words don't be afraid
Words don't be afraid
Don't be
afraid
They live your life
Through the core of the tune
Under
advice
You take it too soon
They steal your name
Turn in your
grave
Their armies march there's nothing to save
Now your ideas
Are
rolling in dust
And all you fought
For those who won't trust
Take your
inversion
And turn it around
Paint your perversion and hide it in
sound
I hear you
I hear you
Words don't be afraid
Words don't be
afraid
Don't be afraid
Don't be afraid anymore when they turn out the
night
Don't be afraid in the dark and the light
Don't be afraid anymore at
the sound of the sea
Don't be afraid
Chorus
repeat
Horse
See me shed my mind as I leave
to find the circles
When the gilded tongue of the eldest son I ask her
And
I inch a smile as I take a mile from their longings
And they form a chain in
the fleeting rain as I leave them
I don't want to be
responsible
Look at me now in my real skin
Made a vow in my real
skin
Shed it now keep coming in
Here for now in my real ski
I saw a
picture frame tied to a horse
I saw the crystal night out on the
concourse
And the ancient trees of the bended knees will fracture
And we
double take at an empty wake and leave them
I don't want to be
responsible
Chorus
Round and round and round and round
Round
and round and round and round
I don't want to be responsible
I don't
want to be responsible
Look at me now
Look at me
now
Chorus
Rest In Peace
Each night
I taste the silence
Of the words in my throat
Each day we hide in
laughter
When they turn round and float
Do you lie back and think of
England
As they shout in your face
Stand up and give them flowers
Mary
full of grace
Temper's out of control again
There's an itch in my soul
again
If I scratch it I will rest in peace
Each day I'm in the
future
Of a net curtained past
Each day I'm out of pocket
Time didn't
last
Each night I wake up smoking
And my eyes start to sting
Wish I
could keep them open
When the trees start to sing
Temper's out of
control again
There's an itch in my soul again
If I scratch it I will rest
in peace
Each night I taste the silence
Of the words in my
throat
Each day we hide in laughter
When they turn around and
float
Temper's out of control again
There's an itch in my soul
again
If I scratch it I will rest in peace
Footsteps
You take him places I can't go
You tell him things I
don't know
And even when the bonds hold fast
You make me hate the
past
Walking in your footsteps
I used to walk by your side
How
could you leave me
On the very edge of suicide
Suicide...
He leaves
you traces I can see
He takes the things you gave to me
And even in the
coldest place
I'm just an empty space
Walking in your footsteps
I
used to walk by your side
How could you leave me
On the very edge of
suicide
I'm lost without you
But well I know you go on your own way
You
never needed me no matter what you say
Walking in your footsteps
I
used to walk by your side
How could you leave me
On the very edge of
suicide
Suicide...
Sunshine And Butterflies
Into a room
Old curtains broken chairs
I walk in
through
Dust on the wooden stairs
Stone by the trees
Lost days and
faded names
Pain in my throat
No river stays the same
They won't be
here anymore
They won't be here anymore
When time was new
Long days
and laughing eyes
Walk through the fields
Sunshine and
butterflies
A fragile place
Nothing ever stays for long
A foreign
land
Take right and make it wrong
They won't be here anymore
They
won't be here anymore
It's all lost to the wind
They won't be here
anymore
Into a room
Old curtains broken chairs
I walk in
through
Dust on the wooden stairs
They won't be here anymore
They
won't be here anymore
Inside
Swing low in a
dark glass hour
You turn and cower
See it turn to dust
Move on a
stone dark night
We take to flight
Snowfall turns to rust
Seam in a
fusing mine
Like a nursing rhyme
Fat man starts to fall
Year in a hostile place
I hear your face
Start
to call
And if you think that I've been losing my way
That's because
I'm slightly blinded
And if you think that I don't make too much
sense
That's because I'm broken minded
Don't keep it...
Inside
If
you believe it
Don't keep it all inside
Strong words in a Ganges
sky
I have to lie
Shadows move in pairs
Ring out from a bruised
postcard
In the shooting yard
Looking through the tears
Out of the
black slate time
We move in line
But never reach an end
Fall in a
long stray town
As the ice comes down
Rivers start to bend
And if
you think that I've been losing my way
That's because I'm slightly
blinded
And if you think that I don't make too much sense
That's because
I'm broken minded
Don't keep it...
Inside
If you believe it
Don't
keep it all inside
An Illusion
I guess I
could if I wanted
I guess I could if I wanted
I guess I could if I
wanted
I don't mind if it's all an illusion
Nothing really there
I
don't mind if it's all lost in sandstone
Or riding on the air
In the
night I know that it's true
In the night I know that it's true
In the day
I get confused
But in the night I know that it's true
I guess I could
if I wanted
I guess I could if I wanted
I guess I could if I
wanted
I don't mind if I lose all you gave me
You'd never know
I
don't mind if you stay on the outside
Nothing here to
show
Chorus
America
You've got to
run to me
You've got to hide from me
You've got to look to me
You've
got to close your ears
You've got to be like me
You've got to change
from me
You've got to smile to me
You've got to cry your
tears
Rhyme America
Rhyme America
Rhyme America
America is me
(I'm in America)
America is me (I'm in America)
You've got to see
through me
You've got to feel for me
You've got to kill for me
You've
got to save my life
You've got to sell to me
You've got to buy from
me
You've got to watch with me
You've got to hide your
eyes
Chorus
When My Ship Comes In
A
matter of empty gestures
A question of circumstance
But only fools
turn
You gave without a question
You spoke without conceit
I had too
much to learn
We'll be together
We'll be together
We'll be together
when my ship comes in
I meant to take it further
I meant to hide your
fears
I'm down with all the lice
I want to make it better
I want to
sink your pain
Every beggar is Christ
Chorus
Every beggar
is Christ
Chorus
I hear you in the darkness
Deep heat from your
tears
I don't want to be divided
I wish I could lose myself
I wish
I could un-meet you
I don't want to be divided
Chorus