@ALBUM: The Wildest Wish To Fly ARTIST: Rupert Hine This file contains all lyrics for the CD "The Wildest Wish To Fly", including the bonus track "Blue Flame". There is already one file which has the lyrics for the songs not on the US version of the album; this file has all songs from all versions (except the two tracks on the US version which were taken from the European "Immunity" album). Thanks to Glen S. Gafter for telling me about the CD - without you I'd probably still be searching for it! /Anders Wahlbom (engh9401@abacus.hgs.se) @SONG: Living In Sin I used to write love songs But that was before I understood how much true lovers ignore They meet on the rebound They bump in the night Hum some sweet tune Then they're tied up for life CHORUS: I never gave it a thought I never thought I should think I would go along with anyone and anything Yes I would - living in sin And there's nobody else makes me feel how I feel If I said I love you It would have to be real And I cannot lie to you Love is too rare a thing And romance is fine When it's hard on your heels But like the fashions you've abandoned When it's run out of lines CHORUS I used to write love songs But that was before I understood how much true lovers ignore They dance through the music They don't watch the film What was the point of your picture Mr. De Mille CHORUS ------------------------------ Additional Lead Vocal: ROBERT PALMER Woodwind: OLLIE W. TAYLER @SONG: No Yellow Heart No broken spirit No yellow heart No shattered image to fall apart As the Earth starts to crumble he will fly like a dart From the deepest cave Through the rocks that tumble To the highest mountain Where he will be saved No lamb to the slaughter He's a man unchained No broken spirit No yellow heart No earthly limits, no water mark When the fires engulf the jungle he will slice through a path For the smoke recoils And he walks right through the flames Onto the troubled seas And back again - No broken spirit No yellow heart No shattered image to fall apart Control No broken spirit - no hidden motives No yellow heart - no starving soul No shattered image - no tighter order To fall apart This is control The dagger of desire only scrathed this man of steel God knows if it goes too deep It's a three-sided slit that never heals in the heat No broken spirit No yellow heart No shattered image to fall apart As the Earth starts to crumble he will fly like a dart From the deepest cave Through the rocks that tumble To the highest mountain Where he will be saved No lamb to the slaughter He's a man unchained No hidden motive No starving soul No tighter order This is control No false attachment to the cunning art It looks like suicide to the naked eye And I know why Control... ------------------------------------- Guitars: PHIL PALMER & JAMIE WEST-ORAM Drums: MICHAEL DAWE, TREVOR MORAIS & RUPERT HINE @SONG: The Saturation Of The Video Rat We must uncover the truth in the name of science Our passive subject sits too tired to scratch Dwarfed by cold metallic gods He worships every channel in his brave new room The video rat has seen it all It all goes in but nothing comes out It all goes in But you can't get his attention Opposites repel And like attract But no one ever touches the video rat He was ambushed in a cul-de-sac of screens And he's always under observation The video rat has seen it all He was damaged by the new reality And now he's got no conversation The video rat has seen it all It all goes in but nothing comes out It all goes in But you can't get his attention Opposites repel And like attract But no one ever touches the video rat He knows no reason to question why What is life in this brave new room Quite unprepared for any human touch He's seen it all The first man on the moon Opposites repel And like attract But no one ever touches the video rat ------------------------------------- Woodwind: OLLIE W. TAYLER Guitar: JAMIE WEST-ORAM @SONG: Firefly In The Night Just when I needed a friend I heard a call from where you are Guiding fools like children Soaring on to the promised star But it was no more than a firefly in the night But it was no more than a firefly in the night Blinding me still I heard a far-off voice And I was easily led Wading deep through waters Where these hopes could fill my head But it was no more than a firefly in the night But it was no more than a firefly in the night Blinding me still And though struck dumb for now Your heart is only numb But when the numbness there is done You'll find it broken Locked in this vanishing space I never thought of escape Searching on for answers Then I thought I saw your face But it was no more than a firefly in the night But it was no more than a firefly in the night Blinding me still Lost in flight ------------------------------ Recorder: OLLIE W. TAYLER @SONG: A Golden Age I can no longer count the dreams Inspired by reconstructions of predicted scenes The glass and metal fragments racing Through the pointless heat I can't go on believing this Have I lived just to witness the last decade Or a golden age Still I love the way this new wind whistles through my house And papers fly While Orwell's world is still in doubt And china shivers on a tray I am untimely ripped from all forgotten bliss But not afraid I can't go on I can't go on believing this Have I lived just to witness the last decade Or a golden age Could the waiting ever be worse than the shock Suppose the silver key survived To turn inside the rusty lock And you and I be found alive Crouching in our ignorance By children nearly twice our size I can't go on believing this Have I lived just to witness the last decade Or a golden age Till they eat their words some wild voice churns deep in my blood The prophets sigh We always said you'd never learn Then cynics long to break the brave I wish their mouths all stitched so their persistant hiss Is not obeyed I can't go on I can't go on believing this Have I lived just to witness the last decade Or a golden age I do believe there are people needing freedom with good reason Who will find another way There's no disgrace in understanding Why our planet is in panic Then, while you worry think of everything you miss ------------------------------ Additional Drums: MICHAEL DAWE Guitar & Icicles: PHIL PALMER @SONG: Picture-Phone It's a reckless world That lets itself be guided by its tools But what our eyes can see we believe The truth is not for fools Is there nothing between us but plastic and wire Will some modern invention prove you a liar All the time you were saying this is it It was that And you didn't get that scratch from the cat CHORUS: I'll be stripped to the skin You'll be stripped to the bone And we'll all say no to the picture-phone It was so easy to cheat on a blind line With an alibi and your image intact Whatever the number - Whatever the crime - Not only the famous will have to resign And you have come to depend On your right to pretend you're alone Would the star of the screen Ever wish to be seen Red-eyed and dying through the morning call And the president's friends Would they live for long If they saw down the wire what really goes on When you're home to relax Come the facial attacks And the breathers in masks - oh no! CHORUS Is she the girl of your dreams With her curlers and creams Another fantasy's blown And we'll all say no on the picture-phone CHORUS ------------------------------ Additional Lead Vocal: ROBERT PALMER @SONG: The Victim Of Wanderlust Under the African sun Or by the light of some Asian moon And it's just my luck The American dream came too soon I drag no anchor I apprehend myself I disappear like dust I am the victim of wanderlust CHORUS: I fall victim to wanderlust I fall victim to wanderlust - I fall victim I can adapt to anything except in a rut I've been stone broke but not poor And I've been all set up I'd decline my legitimate share Because it weighed too much I drag no anchor I apprehend myself I disappear like dust I am the victim of wanderlust CHORUS I was born in the dark facing east but sliding west You liked the storm from the window While I craved it in the flesh I've been in deep trouble But I've never been to jail I always knew just enough To cross the river when the dogs were on my tail Don't drive me to my destination Or the point of no return I've got to see this world alone If I'm ever going to learn I drag no anchor I apprehend myself I disappear like dust I am the victim of wanderlust CHORUS I was born in the dark..... CHORUS ------------------------------ Drums: MICHAEL DAWE @SONG: The Most Dangerous Of Men What overwhelms an orator so fine A leader sharpening his tongue until the end The voice for raising hell In the minds of uncounted crowds Now falters under stress The most dangerous of men The most dangerous of men on Earth The stranglehold of life is tight as drying leather Round his neck The well scrubbed hand now motions to subordinates To share his death And brandishing his words like virgin sabres High above his head The venom of experience Dies peacefully in bed The dream releases all aggression And twists his nightmare to its first confession Heavy guarded eyes And outside threats that creep inside Our friend is on the other side The most dangerous of men on Earth With no special powers or wealth to elevate himself He'll be forever falling last in line Behind the faceless millions he betrayed He made his mark on history And bore it past the grave Our friend is on the other side The most dangerous of men on Earth ------------------------------ Chant Vocals: ROBERT PALMER & RUPERT HINE Guitar: JAMIE WEST-ORAM @SONG: The Wildest Wish To Fly I was not the fighter So I should not want for shelter With helpless ears I hear again That even more are dead Than anyone has ever said I was not the fighter Still the echoes of their gunfire Penetrate my sleepy state And I am walking in the shadow Of a man I cannot see CHORUS: How could the boy so in love with war planes Have seen his first flight shot down in flames He was just a dreamer With the wildest wish to fly I was not the fighter No one shoots to spill my blood But while this night rages so violently The hawk circles above And he was just a dreamer With a conscience and in love He wore his wings just like a crown Yet still they shot him down CHORUS Framed inside the doorway And there's someone much like me A shadow of the man he used to be Have young men ever understood The games old men will play Was there anyone left with him today CHORUS ------------------------------ Guitar: PHIL PALMER Coda Vocals: ROBERT PALMER Bottles: OLLIE W. TAYLER The Wildest Wish To Fly is dedicated to Lt. R. N. Nicholas Taylor @SONG: Blue Flame (Melt The Ice) Films you watch just roll on Frame by frame they're stolen Images that miss you You've grown far too distant I could watch the sunrise You just sign your name on it Captured by the game of art You're so anxious to express them But you'd write the finest lines If you felt your own expression Melt the ice and let it rise Melt the ice and let it rise Strike a match the spark will bring you fire So uncertain inside you are a child Crying out false witness In this world though you're on trial Lost in your smokescreen Anticipating prizes They caught you burning books And you shouldn't play with fire Melt the ice and let it rise Melt the ice and let it rise Strike a match the spark will bring you fire I could watch the sunrise You just sign your name on it And once the water's warm enough you'll swim While I will learn to dive Oh blue flame Melt the ice and let it rise Strike a match the spark will bring you fire Melt the ice and let it rise And I could watch the sunrise But you'd just sign your name on it... ------------------------------ Guitar: PHIL PALMER