Lady by the Sea - Stephen Sanchez

Out on the sea, we'd be forgiven Our bodies stopped the spirit leaving Wouldn't you like to know How far you've got left to go? Somebody's child, nobody made you It's not what you stole, it's what they gave you In or out, you go In your silence, your soul Would you rather go unwilling? Your heart is full and now it's spilling Barrelling down the steps Only a moment left In hind of sight, no peace of mind Where you begin and I'm defined Daughter of unconscious fate Time will tell in spite of me In hind of sight, no peace of mind Where it begins and we're defined Shadows bend and suddenly The world becomes and swallows me in Whistle to a friend Gentle 'til the end Any way, in a name She takes shape Just the same

I stood alone, upon the platform in vain Puerto Ricans they were playing me salsa in the rain With open doors and manual locks In fast food parking lots I headed West, I was a man on the move New York had lied to me, I needed the truth Oh, I need somebody, needed someone I could trust I don't gamble, but if I did I would bet on us Like the Dead Sea You told me I was like the Dead Sea You'll never sink when you are with me Oh Lord, like the Dead Sea Whoa, I'm like the Dead Sea The finest words you ever said to me Honey can't you see I was born to be, be your Dead Sea You told me you were good at running away Domestic life, it never suited you like a suitcase You left with just the clothes on your back You took the rest when you took the map Yes, there are times we live for somebody else Your father died and you decided to live It for yourself you felt, you just felt it was time And I'm glad, cause you with cats, that's just not right Like the Dead Sea You told me I was like the Dead Sea You'll never sink when you are with me Oh Lord, I'm your Dead Sea Whoa, I'm like the Dead Sea The nicest words you ever said to me Honey can't you see I was born to be, be your dead sea I been down, I been defeated You're the message I was heeding Would you stay Would you stay the night? Dead Sea Told me I was like the Dead Sea Never sink when you are with me Oh Lord, I'm your Dead Sea Whoa, I'm like the Dead Sea The nicest words you ever said to me Honey can't you see I was born to be, be the Dead Sea

I wanna lay by a lake in Norway I, I wanna walk through Swedish fields of green I want to see the forrests of Finland I, I want to sail on a boat on the Baltic sea I wanna feel a Russian winter I, I want to go to my Polish grandmother's home I wanna see Hungarian lanterns I want to walk on a road that leads to Rome I want to be free as the winds that blow past me Clear as the air that I breathe To be young as the morning and old as the sea I want to lose myself in the Scottish highlands The west coast of Ireland The Cornish breeze I want to rest my bones in the Spanish sunshine The Italian coastline is calling me To be free as the birds that fly past me Light as the fish in the sea To be as wise as the mountains and tall as the trees I want to be sunny and bright as the sunrise Happy and full as the moon I'm fleeting like fireworks, fading too soon

I can't help myself, I'm addicted to a life of material It's some kind of joke, I'm obsessively opposed to the typical All we care about is runway models, Cadillacs and liquor bottles Give me something I wanna be Retro glamour, Hollywood Yes, we live for the fame (fame) Doin' it for the fame (fame) 'Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous Fame (fame), doin' it for the fame (fame) 'Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune Fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame We live for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame Isn't it a shame, shame, baby, a shame, shame? In it for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame I can see myself in the movies with my picture in the city lights Photograph my mind and whatever else you'd like to shoot, you decide All we care about is pornographic girls on film and body plastic Give me something I wanna see Television and hot blondes in odd positions Fame (fame), doin' it for the fame (fame) 'Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous Fame (fame), doin' it for the fame (fame) 'Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune Fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame We live for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame Isn't it a shame, shame, baby, a shame, shame? In it for the fame, fame, baby, the fame, fame Don't ask me how or why (or why) But I'm gonna make it happen this time My teenage dream tonight (tonight) Yeah, I'm gonna make it happen this time (this time) Fame (Fame, doin' it for the fame) ('Cause we wanna live the life of the) rich and famous Fame (fame), doin' it for the fame (fame) 'Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous Fame (fame), doin' it for the fame (fame) 'Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune Fame (fame), doin' it for the fame (fame) 'Cause we wanna live the life of the rich and famous Fame (fame), doin' it for the fame (fame) 'Cause we gotta taste for champagne and endless fortune Fame

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour