Ultraviolet (1992)

Phonogram CD: 838 965-2 MC: 838 965-4 LP: 838 965-1

Andy Cousin (Bass/Guitar)
Mark Price (Drums)
Julianne Regan (Vocals/Keyboards/Guitar/Bass)
Marty Willson-Piper (Guitars)

After laughing at the stars, the arrives to coincide
With all the chaos and the sparks of when two worlds collide
And it's been hours now; feels like days
We've been hours now in these waves

We've been phased. We've been alchemized
Melted, liquified and dried and left to crystallize

And it's been hours now; feels like days
We've been hours now in these waves

We've been phased...

It's unclear why we have to wait
One more day in here and it could be too late

And all this time has passed us by
Kissing yesterday 'goodbye'
Yesterday flies by

Sense multiply. We have seventeen
Where we had only five
And all this time has passed us by
Kissing yesterday 'goodbye'

It doesn't hurt me when you pull my strings
My purse, my heart, guitar and everything
These demands are slowly turning me
Into something of a tragedy/charity

My house is your house, my life is mine
My car is your car, but my mind is mine - all mine
This is where I draw the line, it's all mine

What you want, well you just can't have
What you want is your life's worth
It drifts around in the universe
And rockets backwards to the Earth

My house is your house, my life is mine....

My hallucination, every drug that I need
I love you for your beauty, I love you for the books you read
I watch you laze in the sun, I watch your head come undone
You smile, the man and child with bee-stung lips
Where my tongue trips and curls
And you kiss like a girl...

It frees me from the freeze...
And with the liberation everything's taken higher
And every complication, another spark for the fire

You're nothing more than eighteen but you are more than you seem to be
You've ruined me with pale white hands and soft demands
And ways to set the days ablaze

It frees me from the freeze...
You're like a favourite saint
Kept alive in prayer and paint
One looked a lot like you
Saucer-eyed and stoned and out of the blue...

He came with his mystic tricks, exchanged for a crucifix
Those things he said would come true, she don't know if she'd like them to

And now it's ten years on with several layers of youth and beauty gone
And now she's ten years older, hanging on to the things he told her

If she's good, willl it still occur?
Those things that he said would be - she can't wait for Eternity

And now it's turn years on with every shred of faith it's dead and gone
And now she's ten years older, hanging on to the things he told her

Don't blame the illusionist for those months that you should've kissed

The sacred and the scared align and call on me to break the ballerina's spine
My heart has fallen where he lands. When he lands...
The sound of every word you said
Hits like a wave of infra red...
I'd really like to stay but I've got to go home... alone

Summer came and Summer went
While we contrived to re-invent the scene - serene

The sound of every word you said hit like a wave of infra red...
I'd really like to stay...

Frosted glass, the window stains your face and shattered ice becomes
kaleidoscopes of colour,taste and sound and turns the ground into
the liquid of the sea, the liquid friction of the see-saw swaying,
drugged among the shards of splintered snow to where the ultraviolet
rays stain the whiteness of your skin while wheels of white light
shine and spin towards the essence of the Earth and re-beginning in
slow--motion. . . Slow-motion

I know he called me yesterday
To say all the things he wants to say
He walks, he talks, he reads my thoughts
And he's real when the sun distorts

We spend the weekend half asleep
And dream where the sleep is deepest
We walk, we talk, reveal our thoughts
And we reel when the circuit shorts

Is this all that we need? I don't know
Is this all that we see? I don't know

Nevermore is just a while
And far away is a thousand miles
Years are light but dark the night
And everybody's saying it'll be alright

Dream Butcher

Did you know that plastic men use blood in their fountain pens?
Tell you how they're on your team and seem to mean it?
Please don't believe all you hear

Now that you're clothed and you've been fed
Here comes the candle to light you to bed
Now that you've gained your higher ground
Here comes the butcher to cut you....

Down and out and in a state of "easy to manipulate"
Take the cash and learn to crawl
Small-print smiler smiles while his knives never show

Big wheels see you're on your own in green fields
Fat the calf, the butcher laughs, a loud mouth
Watering, slaughtering your dreams

Work it out...can you afford to sell your SELF
For small reward and only have yourself to blame?
Shame on someone....

Ride on the storm I made. I glide on the ashes of the sky
My blue raincoat makes me say 'No' today
Hey, when does weather ever change?

Some finer day, say things go my way
Some finer day, I'll play your sunshiny girl

Ride on the mercury with me. See how unpredictable it feels
Red bus shelter - where we fell to the ground
Found out the weather never changed

Some finer day...

And brighten up my world with sunflowers
And books I have burned
And see what you want me to see
And I'll be what you want me to be

Some finer day....

He cut my hair with a kitchen knife
He was a blindfolded visionary
Everything and nothing was going on in his precious head,
Overfed on...

...Chemicals and conversation
A speeding train without a station
Crashed at my event-horizon
Feeling for the switch to turn his eyes on

And in the news, they have to say
He is a blinfolded visionary
I scrape the clouds of rouge from his face
And he's white as noise

Chemicals and conversation...

Is it fair to say the world's gone bad?
Is it fair to say that we've been had?
I'm thinking it over.. Think it over again...
This is the time to set the world alight
This is the time to set the world to right
We're taking advantage of a rumour we started

I'm losing the feeling
My life is losing its meaning

He shines so hard; There's nowhere to run
He shines, his mind outshines the sun
Imagine what he could become
He's only begun to outshine the sun

When the gods are shaken from the sky
There's a scientific reason why
There's no wish to replace them
And no-one's rushing in to win
The race to fill the empty space

I'm losing the feeling
Time is losing its meaning...