Blind Curve: Vocal Under a Bloodlight / Passing Strangers / Mylo / Perimeter Walk / Threshold (Live)-Marillion

[ti:Blind Curve] [ar:Marillion] [al:THE THIEVING MAGPIE (LA GAZZA ] [by:] [offset:0] [00:02.13]Blind Curve [00:53.30] [01:17.15]Last night you said I was cold untouchable [01:23.45]A lonely piece of action from another town [01:26.38]I just want to be free I'm happy to be lonely [01:34.50]Can't you stay away [01:36.56]Just leave me alone with my thoughts [01:38.80]Just a runaway just a runaway I'm saving myself [01:44.11]Strung out below a necklace of carnival lights [01:48.85]Cold moan held on the crest of the night [01:53.72]I'm too tired to fight [01:56.96]So now were passing strangers at single tables [02:02.01]Still trying to get over [02:05.26]Still trying to write love songs for passing strangers [02:11.00]All those passing strangers [02:14.81]And the twinkling lies all those twinkling lies [02:19.61]Sparkle with the wet ink on the paper [02:25.16]Oh I remember toronto when mylo went down [02:29.28]And we sat and we cried on the phone [02:33.59]I never felt so alone [02:37.02]He was the first of our own [02:40.33]Some of us go down in a blaze of obscurity [02:44.32]Some of us go down in a haze of publicity [02:49.00]The price of infamy the edge of insanity [02:52.37]Another holiday inn another temporary home [02:55.55]And an interviewer threatened me with a microphone [02:59.61]Talk to me won't you tell me your stories [03:05.29]So I talked about conscience and I talked about pain [03:10.34]And he looked out the window and it started to rain [03:15.90]I thought maybe I've already gone crazy [03:19.89]So I reached for a bottle and he reached for the door [03:25.76]And I picked up the sleeping pills crushed on the floor [03:30.56]Inviting me to a casual obscenity [03:33.68]It would be incredible if we could retrace all the times that we lived here [03:39.92]All the collisions [03:41.73]Wasted I've never been so wasted [03:45.04]I've never been this far out before [03:48.91]Perimeter walk [03:50.47]Theres a presence here [03:57.21]I feel could have been ancient [03:59.70]I could have been mystical [04:01.70]Theres a presence [04:03.13]A childhood my childhood [04:05.50]My childhood childhood [04:07.44]A misplaced childhood [04:09.19]My childhood a misplaced childhood [04:11.56]Give it back to me give it back to me [04:15.11]A childhood that childhood that childhood [04:17.98]That childhood that childhood [04:19.92]Oh please give it back to me [04:22.91]I saw a war widow in a launderette [04:25.85]Washing the memories from her husbands clothes [04:28.78]She had medals pinned to a threadbare greatcoat [04:31.96]A lump in her throat with cemetery eyes [04:34.77]I see convoys curbcrawling west german autobahns [04:37.33]Trying to pick up a war [04:39.64]Theyre going to even the score [04:41.82]Oh I can't take any more [04:44.38]I see black flags on factories [04:47.75]Soup ladies poised on the lips of the poor [04:52.30]I see children with vacant stares [04:54.86]Destined for R**e in the alleyways [04:57.11]Does anybody care I can't take any more [04:59.92]Should we say goodbye [05:01.42]Hey [05:04.22]I see priests politicians [05:05.97]The heroes in black plastic body-bags under nations flags [05:09.09]I see children pleading with outstretched hands [05:11.15]Drenched in napalm this is no vietnam [05:13.33]I can't take any more should we say goodbye [05:16.14]How can we justify [05:17.58]They call us civilised