Kite

(kirsty maccoll)

I must have been driving all day
But i'm getting no further away
All these towns look the same
And the rain is falling in my eyes
Take me away
See all my friends for a day
It's strange but it's true
I'm no longer hurting without you

I'm no victim to pity and cry for
And you're not someone i'd lay down and die for

I was seeing the world through your eyes
There was not much left not to despise
It's a shame but it's true
I started to feel things like you do

But i'm not tearing my heart out for you dear
And when you wake up i won't even be here
Sod all your funny little ways
They don't make me laugh these days any more

I'm no victim to pity and cry for
Or some sad lonely encounter the night before

I'm no victim to pity and cry for
From some sad desperate collision the night before
No i'm not tearing my heart out for you dear
And when you wake up i'll be miles away from here
Baby, i know

(kirsty maccoll/pete glenister)

'mother's ruin'
She said to herself
'i'm just screwing my own mental health'
But fridays and saturdays
She walks down those alleyways
A latter day lady of the lamp

How you doing?
You ain't from round here
Won't you come in?
I'm really not scared-
'cause fridays and saturdays
I still do it anyways
And anything is better than out here

Now don't wake me up again
Don't let me feel anything
But when you go
Let me dream that i go with you
So i won't cry myself dry anymore

Mothers ruin
Their own little girls
Keep them dreaming
There's more to this world
But turn her the other way
And every day's father's day
He stays until there's nothing left to say

But don't wake me up again
Don't let me feel anything
But when you go
Let me dream that i go with you
So i won't cry myself dry anymore

Now don't wake me up again
Don't let me feel anything
But when you go
Let me dream that i go with you
So you won't make my heart ache anymore
Leave the light on and don't shut the door

(kirsty maccoll/pete glenister)

She was a party girl, stayed up til the small hours
Now she's embarrassing and everybody laughs
At the girl with the face that could drive her baby wild
Now wasn't she the child with everything?

You should have seen her with her head held high
Now what do pretty girls do?
She used to be the apple of his eye
Now what do pretty girls do?
She went through such a lot
And never even learned
That even pretty girls can get their fingers burned

She's got a cabin in a town upon the border
She gets in trouble with the local law and order
Everybody's happy when she isn't at the door
She sends out invitations to everyone
They don't come
(and the phone ain't ringing for her now)

You should have seen her with her head held high
Now what do pretty girls do?
She used to be the same as me or you
Now what do pretty girls do?
Well they get older just like everybody else
She never thought she'd have to take care of herself

You should have seen her with her head held high
Now what do pretty girls do?
She used to be the apple of his eye
Now what do pretty girls do?
Collecting all the records and the posters
Of the people that she knew
And they knew
That she'd get older just like everybody else
She never thought she'd have to take care of herself

(anna mcgarrigle/philip tatartcheff)

Moi, j'me promene sur ste cath'rine
J'profite d'la chaleur du metro
J'ne regarde pas dans les vitrines
Quand il fait trente en d'ssous d'zero

Y'a longtemps qu'on fait d'la politique
Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques

Je ne me sens pas intripide
Quand il fait fret j'fais pas du ski
J'ai pas d'motel aux laurentides
Le sunday c'est l'soir du hockey

Y'a longtemps qu'on fait d'la politique
Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques

Faut pas car que j'suis une imbecile
Parce que j'chauf pas une convertible
La gloire c'est pas mal inutile
Aux prix du gas c'est trop penible

Y'a longtemps qu'on fait d'la politique
Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques

On s'est sous frappe cs s'adonne
On a toujours eu du bon temps
Parce qu'on est sur la terre des hommes
Memes les femmes et les enfants

Y'a longtemps qu'on fait d'la politique
Vingt ans de guerre contre les moustiques
Croyez pas qu'on n'est pas chretiens
Le dimance on promene son chien

La la la la la la la la la

(kirsty maccoll/pete glenister)

Another time, another day
Another baby on the way
A dreamboy for your nightmare nights
Who never shouts and never fights
Happy with your 2.2
What else is there for you to do
But turn and wet the baby's head
And pray he will be happier than you or me?
That's how it's meant to be
It's called a lifetime
At first you never notice
Then the years go flying by and i say
Tread lightly in your dreams
They might come true for you tomorrow

Say sorry to the boys and girls
You're sorry for this bloody world
Sorry for the sick and old
And sorry for the lies you told
Sorry for the things i did
The thighs we should have left unsaid
And walked away instead of
Rubbing salt on all those open sores and wounds
We should have left to heal
I never knew just what to feel or to expect
I tried to stretch my mind but i'd just
Get my body wrecked and now i
Tread lightly in my dreams
They might come true tomorrow
And i don't sleep at night in case
I don't wake up tomorrow
I curse the day i met you
But i won't forget you
Not in my lifetime

Another time, another day
You'd never give your heart away
You'd never think and never cry
You'd look the devil in the eye
And tell him to be gone, bye bye
He'll never get you in this lifetime
He'd love to touch you but his hands are tied
So just tread lightly in your dreams
They might come true for you tomorrow
Tread lightly in your dreams
They might come true for you tomorrow
They might come true for you tomorrow
They might come true tomorrow

(kirsty maccoll)

Chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas
Dans le parking tous les amoureux
Ecoutez bien dans la foret de mimosas
L'air deborde de cris de coeur

Elle ne pensait pas quand ils sont rencontres
Qu'elle commencait la une danse tres dangereuse
Elle a cru qu'ca s'rait bon pour un coeur sensible
D'avoir un reve un amour pas facile

Il a concocte tout seul son idee
Elle est la plus belle qu'il connait
Mail il redoute que les mains etrangeres
Touchent la femme qu'il a decidee sienne

Et chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas
Il l'attend avec une tete explosive
Elle va bientot dans la foret de mimosas
Une fete tragique attend la femme naive

Elle n'adore sa famille que trop
Elle n'est pas devouee comme il le voudrait
Et chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas
Il arrive avec le coeur desespere

Il a attendu son mari chez lui
Mais il n'est jamais revenu
Alors il a pris la route pour le rendez-vous
Il faut qu'il tue quelqu'un, il a pris sa vie
Dans la foret de mimosas

Et les enfants demandent quand est-ce qu'elle revient
Encore novices des films noirs et des passions d'hommes
Maman a disparu, ils ne savent pas ou
Mais elle demeure maintenant dessous
Pour toujours, dans la foret de mimosas
Plus d'aventure, rien n's'y passera
Tout est tranquille dans la foret de mimosas
Mistral est parti mais sa vie s'arrete la

(kirsty maccoll/johnny marr)

I want to tell you something
It's not a secret or anything
You're not alone in being alone
At the end of a perfect day
And if you leave all your dependents
Then they will gain their independence
Don't make a martyr of yourself
It's just the end of a perfect day
And it's never how it seems
The rain may fall on the best laid schemes
But in a written testimonial i'd say
I never really knew you anyway

I want to tell you something
Now don't go crazy or anything
Just want to tell you that it's over
It's the end of a perfect day
Do you want sign language?
Don't want a knuckle sandwich!
Now you can love or you can hate it's just
The end of a perfect day
You can't get inside someone
So don't ask me if we're close
I really couldn't tell you
But i know you wouldn't really listen anyway
It's a pain you have to bear
And it's always going to be there
But if you disappeared tomorrow
Then the world would carry on without you anyway

Mind over matter it seems
Can stop you falling apart at the seams
It's a matter of honour with me
I could write out a hundred times
Put my hand on my heart and say
That i don't want to lie
Don't want to lie
Don't want to lie
About the way it is

I want to tell you something
Don't act surprised now or anything
Now you can revel in yourself 'cause
It's just the end of a perfect day
No it's not a pretty world out there
With people dying of their own despair
But in a written testimonial you'd say
You never really knew them anyway
I'll never satisfy you
I'll never even try to
I really couldn't tell, it just depends what you remember
At the end of a perfect day

(kirsty maccoll)

Some boys with warm beds and cold, cold hearts
Can make you feel nothing at all
They'll never remember and they'll never mind
If you're counting the cracks in the wall
They're quick and they're greedy
They never feel guilty
They don't know the meaning of hurt
The boots just go back on
The socks that had stayed on
The next time they see you
They treat you like dirt
The next time they treat you like dirt

Now don't come the cowboy with me sonny jim
I know lots of those and you're not one of them
There's a light in your eyes tells me somebody's in
And you won't come the cowboy with me

Don't be too rough on my cold, cold heart
It's all i've got left to me now
I fell out of favour with heaven somewhere
And i'm here for the hell of it now
Some girls play cowboys
And some boys play harder to get
But they're got just the same
They smile and say cheese
They're so eager to please
But they'll never remember your name
The names and the places all change

But don't come the cowboy with me sonny jim
I know lots of those and you're not one of them
There's a light in your eyes tells me somebody's in
And you won't come the cowboy with me

Did somebody tell you i'm lonely as hell?
I didn't expect you to know me so well
If i learned a lesson it's how to bounce back again
Sometimes i bounce off the wall
And sometimes my head hits the floor

So don't come the cowboy with me sonny jim
I know lots of those and you're not one of them
There's a light in your eyes tells me somebody's in
And you won't come the cowboy, oh
Don't come the cowboy with me sonny jim
I know lots of those and you're not one of them
There's a light in your eyes tells me somebody's in
And you won't come the cowboy with me