BRIAN ENO : AND THEN SO CLEAR – HOME

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AND THEN SO CLEAR

BRIAN ENO

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And then so clear to wonder
To wake with open eyes
As the snow across the tundra
And the rain across the skies
And the rain across the skies

So much again and weightless
In the motherworld of space
We fail to form to come to
And the razor mountains fade
And the day is cursed in shame

In these the world we open
So much to lose to save
To light the highest beacons
And the rose of love will bleed
And the rose of love will bleed

In these the world we open
So much to lose and save
To light the brightest beacon
And the rose of love will bleed
And the razor mountains fade
And the day is cursed in shame
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HOME

BRIAN ENO

DAVID BYRNE

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The dimming of the light makes the picture clearer
It’s just an old photograph
There’s nothing to hide
When the world was just beginning

I memorized a face so it’s not forgotten
I hear the wind whistlin’
Come back anytime
And we’ll mix our lives together
Heaven knows- what keeps mankind alive
Every hand- goes searching for its partner
In crime- under chairs and behind tables
Connecting- to places we have known
I’m looking for a

Home- where the wheels are turning
Home- why I keep returning
Home- where my world is breaking in two
Home- with the neighbors fighting
Home- always so exciting
Home- were my parents telling the truth?
Home- such a funny feeling
Home- no-one ever speaking
Home- with our bodies touching
Home- and the cam’ras watching
Home- will infect what ever you do
We’re Home- comes to life from outa the blue

Tiny little boats on a beach at sunset
I took a drink from a jar
and into my head
Familiar smells and flavors

Vehicles are stuck on the plains of heaven
I see their wheels spinning round
and everywhere
I can hear those people saying

That the eye- is the measure of the man
You can fly- from the stuff that still surrounds you
We’re home- and the band keeps marchin’ on
Connecting- to every living soul
Compassion- for things I’ll never know

Album: Everything That Happens Will Happen Today

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