Read Touching From a Distance Online
Authors: Deborah Curtis
Tags: #Biography & Autobiography, #Entertainment & Performing Arts, #Music, #Genres & Styles, #Pop Vocal, #General
What means to you, what means to me, and we will meet again,
I’m watching you, I’m watching her, I’ll take no pity from your friends,
Who is right, who can tell, and who gives a damn right now,
Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know,
Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know,
Until the spirit new sensation takes hold, then you know.
I’ve got the spirit, but lose the feeling,
I’ve got the spirit, but lose the feeling.
Feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling, feeling.
Day of the Lords (1979)
This is the room, the start of it all,
No portrait so fine, only sheets on the wall,
I’ve seen the nights, filled with bloodsport and pain,
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained.
Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?
These are your friends from childhood, through youth,
Who goaded you on, demanded more proof,
Withdrawal pain is hard, it can do you right in,
So distorted and thin, distorted and thin.
Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?
This is the car at the edge of the road,
There’s nothing disturbed, all the windows are closed,
I guess you were right, when we talked in the heat,
There’s no room for the weak, no room for the weak,
Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?
This is the room, the start of it all,
Through childhood, through youth, I remember it all,
Oh, I’ve seen the nights filled with bloodsport and pain.
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained.
Where will it end? Where will it end?
Where will it end? Where will it end?
Candidate (1979)
Forced by the pressure,
The territories marked,
No longer the pleasure,
Oh, I’ve since lost the heart.
Corrupted from memory,
No longer the power,
It’s creeping up slowly,
That last fatal hour.
Oh, I don’t know what made me,
What gave me the right,
To mess with your values,
And change wrong to right.
Please keep your distance,
The trail leads to here,
There’s blood on your fingers,
Brought on by fear.
I campaigned for nothing,
I worked hard for this,
I tried to get to you,
You treat me like this.
It’s just second nature,
It’s what we’ve been shown,
We’re living by your rules,
That’s all that we know.
I tried to get to you,
I tried to get to you,
I tried to get to you.
I tried to get to you.
Insight (1979)
Guess your dreams always end.
They don’t rise up just descend,
But I don’t care anymore,
I’ve lost the will to want more,
I’m not afraid not at all,
I watch them all as they fall,
But I remember when we were young.
Those with habits of waste,
Their sense of style and good taste,
Of making sure you were right,
Hey don’t you know you were right?
I’m not afraid anymore,
I keep my eyes on the door,
But I remember ….
Tears of sadness for you,
More upheaval for you,
Reflects a moment in time,
A special moment in time,
Yeah we wasted our time,
We didn’t really have time,
But we remember when we were young.
And all God’s angels beware,
And all you judges beware,
Sons of chance, take good care,
For all the people not there,
I’m not afraid anymore,
I’m not afraid anymore,
I’m not afraid anymore,
Oh, I’m not afraid anymore.
New Dawn Fades (1979)
A change of speed, a change of style.
A change of scene, with no regrets,
A chance to watch, admire the distance,
Still occupied, though you forget.
Different colours, different shades,
Over each mistakes were made.
I took the blame.
Directionless so plain to see,
A loaded gun won’t set you free.
So you say.
We’ll share a drink and step outside,
An angry voice and one who cried,
‘We’ll give you everything and more,
The strain’s too much, can’t take much more.’
Oh, I’ve walked on water, run through fire,
Can’t seem to feel it anymore.
It was me, waiting for me,
Hoping for something more,
Me, seeing me this time, hoping for something else.
She’s Lost Control (1979)
Confusion in her eyes that says it all.
She’s lost control.
And she’s clinging to the nearest passer by,
She’s lost control.
And she gave away the secrets of her past,
And said I’ve lost control again,
And of a voice that told her when and where to act,
She said I’ve lost control again.
And she turned around and took me by the hand and said,
I’ve lost control again.
And how I’ll never know just why or understand,
She said I’ve lost control again.
And she screamed out kicking on her side and said,
I’ve lost control again.
And seized up on the floor, I thought she’d die.
She said I’ve lost control.
She’s lost control again.
She’s lost control.
She’s lost control again.
She’s lost control.
Well I had to ‘phone her friend to state my case,
And say she’s lost control again.
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes,
And said I’ve lost control again.
But she expressed herself in many different ways,
Until she lost control again.
And walked upon the edge of no escape,
And laughed I’ve lost control.
She’s lost control again.
She’s lost control.
She’s lost control again.
She’s lost control.
Shadowplay (1979)
To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you,
I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you,
In a room with a window in the corner I found truth.
In the shadowplay, acting out your own death, knowing no more,
As the assassins all grouped in four lines, dancing on the floor,
And with cold steel, odour on their bodies made a move to connect,
But I could only stare in disbelief as the crowds all left.
I did everything, everything I wanted to,
I let them use you for their own ends,
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you,
To the centre of the city in the night, waiting for you.
Wilderness (1979)
I travelled far and wide through many different times,
What did you see there?
I saw the saints with their toys,
What did you see there?
I saw all knowledge destroyed.
I travelled far and wide through many different times.
I travelled far and wide through prisons of the cross,
What did you see there?
The power and glory of sin,
What did you see there?
The blood of Christ on their skins,
I travelled far and wide through many different times.
I travelled far and wide and unknown martyrs died,
What did you see there?
I saw the one sided trials,
What did you see there?
I saw the tears as they cried,
They had tears in their eyes,
Tears in their eyes,
Tears in their eyes,
Tears in their eyes.
Interzone (1978)
I
walked
through
the
city
limits,
Someone talked me in to do it,
Attracted
by
some
force
within
it,
Had to close my eyes to get close to it,
Around
a
corner
where
a
prophet
lay,
Saw the place where she’d a room to stay,
A
wire
fence
where
the
children
played.
Saw the bed where the body lay,
And
I
was
looking
for
a
friend
of
mine.
And I had no time to waste.
Yeah,
looking
for
some
friends
of
mine.
The
cars
screeched
hear
the
sound
on
dust,
Heard a noise just a car outside,
Metallic
blue
turned
red
with
rust,
Pulled in close by the building’s side,
In
a
group
all
forgotten
youth,
Had to think, collect my senses now,
Are
turned
on
to
a
knife
edged
view.
Find some places where my friends don’t know,
And
I
was
looking
for
a
friend
of
mine,
And had no time to waste.
Yeah,
looking
for
some
friends
of
mine.
Down
the
dark
streets,
the
houses
looked
the
same,
Getting darker now, faces look the same,
And
I
walked
round
and
round.
No stomach, torn apart,
Nail
me
to
a
train.
Had to think again,
Trying
to
find
a
clue,
trying
to
find
a
way
to
get
out!
Trying to move away, had to move away and keep out.
Four,
twelve
windows,
ten
in
a
row,
Behind a wall, well I looked down low,
The
lights
shined
like
a
neon
show,
Inserted deep felt a warmer glow,
No
place
to
stop,
no
place
to
go,
No time to lose, had to keep on going,
I
guess
they
died
some
time
ago.
I guess they died some time ago.
And
I
was
looking
for
a
friend
of
mine
And I had no time to waste.
Yeah,
looking
for
some
friends
of
mine.
I Remember Nothing (1979)
We were strangers.
We were strangers, for way too long, for way too long,
We were strangers, for way too long.
Violent, violent,
Were strangers.
Get weak all the time, may just pass the time,
Me in my own world, yeah you there beside,
The gaps are enormous, we stare from each side,
We were strangers for way too long.
Violent, more violent, his hand cracks the chair,
Moves on reaction, then slumps in despair,
Trapped in a cage and surrendered too soon,
Me in my own world, the one that you knew,
For way too long.
We were strangers for way too long.
We were strangers,
We were strangers for way too long,
For way too long.
Transmission (1978)
Radio, live transmission.
Radio, live transmission.
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.
And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Well I could call out when the going gets tough.
The things that we’ve learnt are no longer enough.
No language, just sound, that’s all we need know, to synchronise
love to the beat of the show.
And we could dance.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio.