A Comsat rock/pop hybrid that works (they all do!)

Push back the sheets, rub the sleep from your eyes

Raise your hand and come out of your cover

No-one around but the lights are still on

So let's walk the bright highways together

And we could be ... a world away

Lost in the light, reflections shining

In the night

I'm wondering how I can best make the point

When the facts seem to lead to another

But one look at the way that it's looking right now

Illustrates better than I could ever

And we could be ... a world away

Lost in the light, reflections shining

In the night ...

After The Rain

Tranquil piece with rain-drop-like key beat and optimistic theme. "A sentimental song...I would like to say that the LP was not called FICTION for nothing you know!"

When the sky-full of tears...

Is threatening to fall...

Don't stand in the way...

Come inside, close the door...

The sky will clear again after the rain...

When the clouds overhead...

Want to capture your heart...

Let them know you are strong...

You will not be caught...

The clouds will blow away after the rain...

Fall fall fall fall fall fall fall...

After the rain, no clouds over you...

After the rain, sun yellow sky blue...

After the Rain...

Though you can't see it now...

The sun never sets...

It always does what you sometimes forget..,

The sun will shine again...

After the rain...

Fall, fall, fall, fall, Fall...

Alicia

A soft rock ballad with those Comsat biting chords.

Wasn't she the Thing's girlfriend?

I tried to get to you

But the message didn't get through

It's no surprise, it's nothing new

'Cause there are people in between who turn bright thoughts to icy cold

They say you've changed

Say it isn't so

Can you hear me, Alicia?

I remember what you said some time ago:

'Don't you think heaven is something worth looking for?'

Though the years may come and go what you said still fits somehow

Sometimes it seems it very clear

And it will amuse you when you hear

Who got caught and who got free

I can see you now laughing up your sleeve

Can you hear me, Alicia?

You take when most people would ask

You play for keeps when everyone plays safe

But I hope you never regret the moves you made

No looking back

No looking back

No looking back

Can you hear me, Alicia?

Always Near

Melodic ballad.

Another World

A surreal journey into the Comsat cosmos, where the unknown is always frightening. The chords and beat plod on complacently; the keys taunt and shriek chaotically from the shadows.

See her face and the clothes she wear...

See her smile and those eyes of hers...

She must be living in another world...

Another world...

As Above So Below

Another delicious mystery. The sound is foreboding then rousing, the vocals gentle then declamatory.

Some things are best left behind

Left to fade and not leave a trace

Stop thinking of someone you knew

Forget that face

Let the details just slip from your mind

A story that that no-one can tell

No fingers that point back to you

So what the hell?

It's just out of reach, up in the air

Who knows how the pieces will land

There's a twist in the road, round the next bend

But the wheel's in your hands

The wheel's in your hands

As above, so below

Let your colours fly! Let the good times roll!

Back to the start, to wipe the slate

Cut away that part, forget that face

Cut! To a house on a hill

No-one lives there anymore

The windows are all boarded up

Forget that place

And it's into the centre we rise

All there is is all that you see

Nothing is hidden away

No mystery

It's just out of reach, up in the air

Who knows how the pieces will land

There's a twist in the road, round the next bend

But the wheel's in your hands

The wheel's in your hands

As above, so below

Let your colours fly! Let the good times roll!

Back to the start, to wipe the slate

Cut away that part, forget that face

At Sea

Almost apocalyptic in its intensity; it begins with a menacing fearsomeness that gradually turns to chaos as, in the end, the drumming takes over and swallows everything .

It's such a shame...

Thing to do...

All the time - all of they time...

And it would be nice to get away...

For a little while...

For a little while...

Here it comes the change like a wave not to sink but to save...

The waters close overhead and it's so good to just --- forget...

It's funny how the scenery - looks better now...

Looks better now. It's such a crime that the ties...

are changed for another kind...

For another kind...

Here comes the change like a wave, not to sink but to save...

The waters close overhead - and it's so good to just forget...

So good to just forget...

Be Brave

Can you hear it whispering?

Can you hear it whispering?

At the back of everything?

Can you hear it whispering?

Out of the dark, into the light

Looking for a way round it

When it calls we won’t hear

We will shout and we’ll drown it out

At the back of everything

Like a constant threat

Can you hear it whispering?

Can you hear it whispering?

At the back of everything

So we sit around

And we make a joke

About the way things are

And how it won’t get anything

"Baby"

I don't want to be your 'baby'

I don't want to have to call for you

It's not my fault don't blame me

I won't be crawling around anymore

You wrap me up

Poor Chinese feet

The clothes I wear

The make me weak

I'm not trying to run

Before I can walk

The pillows talk

They talk to me

Poor Chinese feet

They tell me to walk >

Talk talk talk

Say something

Say something

'Baby-baby-baby-baby'

Beautiful Monster

Voice and guitar; ironic wandering song.

Believe It

A rousing, catchy number. But is that Mik or a drum machine thrashing away in the background?

Outside the wind is calling in that all high and lowly sound / Doing its best to spread the blues around

Birdman

Celestine

This may came as a surprise

But I've got x-ray eyes

and I can see the skull

Beneath the skin

Though you do not realise

I can read what's in your mind

And I know you're not so

Attached to him  

Celestine don't lie to me

Celestine don't lie don't lie  

You may not understand

I don't need to lay on hands

I already know exactly

How you feel

You don't have to say a word

It's your heartbeat I have heard

Getting louder now across

The space between  

Celestine don't lie to me

Celestine don't lie don't lie  

I know what you're thinking

So you don't have to say

Stranger things can happen

They happen everyday

I've got special information

I don't need to be told

But I need insight into your soul  

Celestine don't lie to me

Celestine don't lie don't lie

Citadel

Quirky poppyrock cover version (but dark and menacing too, of course)

Close Your Eyes

Happy but hard-edged, with a celebratory guitar and beat.

We can escape, we can break out tonight / So close your eyes and get away with me

Cutting Edge

One of their best 'haunting' tracks, with the wonderfully atmospheric "walking beat" that echoes the "Rain on a windscreen makes a rhythm". Lonely and beautiful

Dark Parade

He looks up

Straight ahead

Theres something there

Now it’s gone

Is it a bird

Or an aeroplane

Just like a thought

It’s there

Then it’s gone

Over sea

And over sand

In the deserted heart

Of a desert land

Rotor blades

Like a charred palm trees

Signify

No success

No release

It it eight

Or is it nine

Who fall in

For the very last time

There is no rest

No release

At the oasis

These men

Reduced to this

The darkest parade

Diagram

Another cruel slice of the Black Album; tortured vocals and a merciless beat.

Here is expections

Here is a dream

This is the way things should have been

Ans it’s so sad, so sad, so sad

About the way things are

So sad, so sad, so sad, so sad

See his face, see his eyes

Full of trust, so unwise

Built it up, much too high

So unwise so, so unwise

Her is anticipation

But no defence

Now I hate his innocence

And it’s too bad, too bad, too bad

About the way things are

Too bad, too bad, too bad, too bad

(Do The) Empty House

"spot the terrible pun - it concerns a house we used to live in..."

The roof is cracked and the rain is coming in

The floorboards creak and all the lights are dim

I think this place is getting pretty grim

Don't you?

Don't you?

There's no sense in staying when the premises are suspect

I have seen the signs and they all say 'To Let'

What we have still stands but I won't dwell on it

Anymore

Anymore

We've been living here for too many years

This place has had it's day, now it's time to leave

If we don't go soon we might stay forever

Got to get out ... out ... out of here

Let's do the empty house

A place like this can affect your sense of mind

Let's do the empty house

Your sense of humour shriveled up and died

Let's do the empty house

Now all I want to do is get outside

Let's do the empty house

Don't you?

Don't you?

Don't/Look/Now

Driving

Late Comsat sounding very like early Comsat; melodic drums and rolling guitars.