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Showing posts with label Peter Murphy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Peter Murphy. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

Peter Murphy , Socrates the Python




Today ... Your problems are not Of blind belief That is or means Belief ain't enough, belief ain't enough The oracle of your age Point towards the word Psychological You may freeze You may fear You may wince And not hear You can sick at the heart When I say "God is one" Does God the word Make you reel And I mean, real But it isn't God the father son or holy one, But the key to your age Get it together, and listen With all the books On the shelf All the wisdom With all the books On the shelf All the wisdom Socrates Pythagorus Yin and bloody Yang Hatha Yoga, Omm Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus Old Testament and New Libraries full of keys Libraries full of keys Where's your lock? Socrates Pythagorus Yin and bloody Yang Hatha Yoga, Omm Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus Old Testament and New Libraries full of keys Libraries full of keys Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus Bennett, Gurdjieff, Jesus ...

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Peter Murphy, Our Secret Garden (Holy Smoke) 1992





It seems like a day
A day that I call smooth
When you came into my heart I knew
The love was overflowing
And I say
La la la la la! 
The day was so long and the night was still
And you kept coming over
To my hill
I would weep for the day
Without you, all the way
You wanted to be free
And doubt would overflow
Just came running to me
Cause you knew I'd take you home 
Then you came into my heart
We knew for a start
Each word like a book
With your spirit flowing, over me
Don't bother to close your heart
Let's drink honey in the park
Swap hats and go for free
To our secret garden
Oh please come with me

Peter Murphy, Slow Down [Audio]

Peter Murphy , Mercy Rain





Would you walk with me tonight
Could you run where the lovers run
Would you stay with me tonight
Will you forgive me if I rush
When I tell you I am yours
As we run where the lovers run
Run with the sound
I won't let you down
Would you swim from the rivers edge
Could you jump where the lovers jump
Would you stay with me tonight
Let's be the runners in the mercy rain
Be my bridge when I fear to cross
As we run where the lovers run
Run with the sound
I won't let you down
Swim, swim

Friday, November 24, 2017

Peter Murphy, Let Me Love You





Love me now
Until the end of time
See me over your heart
In the night
Never let me go until you see
All the scenery and faking
Fall away from me
Oh let me love you in the morning light
Oh let me give you cover until it's alright
Oh let me feel you come into my arms
The saints have come over
They stayed all night long
Save your heart till the end of time they say
Come over now, approach from every side
Give your heart till the end of time 
Oh let me love you in the morning light
Oh let see you over until it's alright
Oh I'll fall so blue, come into your arms
Oh let me see you over, until it's all

Peter Murphy , Cuts You Up



stolen~


I find you in the morning
After dreams of distant signs
You pour yourself over me
Like the sun through the blinds
You lift me up
And get me out
Keep me walking
But never shout
Hold the secret close
I hear you say
You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
It spits you out
When you desire
To conquer it
To feel you're higher
To follow it
You must be clean
With mistakes
That you do mean
Move the heart
Switch the pace
Look for what seems out of place
On and on it goes
Calling like a distant wind
Through the zero hour we'll walk
We'll cut the thick and break the thin
No sound to break no moment clear
When all the doubts are crystal clear
Crashing hard into the secret wind
You know the way
It twists and turns
Changing color
Spinning yarns
You know the way
It leaves you dry
It cuts you up
And takes you high
You know the way
It's painted gold
Is it honey
Is it gold
You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, la la la la la la la la
You know the way
It throws about
It takes you in
And spits you out
It spits you out
When you desire
To conquer it
To feel you're higher
To follow it
You must be clean
With mistakes
That you do mean
Move the heart
Switch the pace
Look for what
Seems out of place
Oh, cuts you up
Oh, cuts you up
It's o.k.
It goes this way
The line is thin
It twists away
Cuts you up
And spits you out
Keeps you walking
But never shout
Oh
Oh