I’m a traitor such a traitor I’ll sell you down the line
Don’t ask me what I know but it’s a capital crime
Registration for the nation, play dirty politics
I seek publicity, skirt the issues, can’t you hear the cameras click?

I don’t understand, I thought we had a plan
Now we’ve got our man, he won’t fight
No I won’t fight, I won’t fight
I won’t fight
Go fight for yourself

Hear it on the radio, hear it on the stereo somebody bent the rules
Tell the army to tell the navy marines in the swimming pool
Ammunition, new enlistments, never bought a chance to fight
Tell the sergeant to tell the major I’m going A.W.O.L. tonight

I don’t understand, I thought we had a plan
Now we’ve got our man, he won’t fight
No I won’t fight, I won’t fight
I won’t fight
Fight for yourself

Don’t want to live inside the trenches, never want to have to shoot
Won’t take a jump from an aeroplane, I never wear a parachute
Call a doctor call a lawyer I’m on the next bus home
Call it treason, there’s no reason, the juries on the telephone

I don’t understand, I thought we had a plan
And now we’ve got our man, he won’t fight
I don’t understand, I thought we had a plan
And now we’ve got our man, he won’t fight

No I won’t fight, I won’t fight
I won’t fight, I won’t fight

I won’t fight, I won’t fight
I won’t fight, so fight for yourself!

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

We’re caught in a dream that keeps me awake all through the night
I wait for morning to take it’s place, make it alright
Out on our own we’re lost in this place, lost in this city
And I wait for the moment you look so pretty

Say it in whispers, say it in sighs
Say it in motion say it’s alright
Tell me tonight all your time is mine
All your time

Spending hours in front of the mirror you comb your hair
And out on the street I put a rose on the dress you wear
Caught up in all this weather, in all of this noise
I’m lost in your motion, lost in your arms, the sound of your voice

Say it in whispers, say it in sighs
Say it in motion say it’s alright
Tell me tonight all your time is mine
All your time

We leave this room to find our world but we never arrive
Out on the street we lose our way so we drive and drive
Into the rain as I wait for hours to find the time
To buy you flowers I wait for the moment to make you mine

Say it in whispers, say it in sighs
Say it in motion say it’s alright
Tell me tonight all your time is mine
All your time

All your time is mine
All your time is mine tonight
All your time is mine
All your time is mine tonight

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

When the noise tries to drown us

You let the silence move in around us
In a room that’s full of light 

We can rendezvous tonight

Around you 

There’s always a glow around you

Everything I want to know around you 

I want to be so close around you

Around you

Out of the night into the dark

You carved your name into my heart

Too late I’m gonna fall

This time I take it all

Around you 

The feeling's so loud around you 

I’m never lost in the crowd around you

I want to be so close so close around you

Around you

Around you, surround you

Around you, surround you

When there’s sparks lighting up the air
I talk too loud but I don’t care

They say love can be so cruel
Well I want to break the rules

Around you

There’s always a glow around you 

Everything I want to know around you 

I want to be so close so close around you

Around you

Around you, surround you

Around you, surround you

Around you, surround you

Around you, surround you

Around you, surround you

Around you, surround you

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

Used to walk over burning bridges, came as no surprise

Used to fall for the siren dances, so hypnotized

Came so slow to the surface, try to gain my feet

Tried so hard to change the tune, the hills get so steep

I’m walking on burning bridges

Walking on burning bridges

Used to feel so scared of the world, now I call it home

Used to feel so fell so unsure of my place, I’m in the battle zone

Leave no trace on a city street, moving through the crowd

Leave no name, no number, my silence sounds so loud

I’m walking on burning bridges

I’m walking on burning bridges

I waited for so many years for change to come my way

I waited for a stranger’s voice, I wait ‘till this very day

Get no answer from ancient verse, get no answer from ghosts

Get no answer from guns and curses, it’s no idle boast

I’m walking on burning bridges

I’m walking on burning bridges

Walking on burning bridges

I’m walking on burning bridges
Walking on burning bridges

Walking on burning bridges

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

Always had way with morality, get another taste of mortality

Moving like a canine on a three day crawl, waiting for a habit nine feet tall

Nine feet tall

Never came to grips with your sanity, just another victim of your vanity

No known antidote, no known cure, leaves you feeling so insecure

Insecure

Walk so fine, talk so cool, never passed the walls of the trade school

Never let gravity hold you down, what's the use when you’re spinning around?

Spinning around

Everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot

Not me, not me

Always had joke on the tip of your tongue, ha ha, never had an answer for what you’ve done

Everyone makes those sleepy doe eyes, everyone fears that inner disguise

Inner disguise

No time to leave through the folding doors cause the music is wasted so it rolls to the floor

No need to press on your suicide pact, no one is leaving and no one attacks

No one attacks

Ecstasy impulse visual mode, inside a legend nowhere to unfold

Strong as the circuit print out inside your socks, the sky is crumbling and the nation rocks

Nation rocks

Everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot

Not me, not much

Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot

Everybody does the robot, everybody does the robot

Like this, like this, like this.

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

,

Caught in this feeling, falling for this romance

Life's all around us, won’t you take a chance?

Now out of sight, is out of mind

Waiting for a second chance, a second time

Don’t walk on past, don’t walk on past

Don’t walk on past, don’t break this heart

Be strong my heart, carry this affair of the mind

Will this moment take up all my time?

Now out of sight, is out of mind

Waiting for a second chance, a second time

Don’t walk on past, don’t walk on past

Don’t walk on past, don’t break this heart
Don’t walk on past, don’t break this heart

Don’t walk on past, don’t break this heart

Don’t walk on past, don’t break this heart

Don’t walk on past, don’t break this heart

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

Long shadows, cool night

Changing shapes up against the door

Leave my mark on the floor

Feel the heat, come time to even the score
Cool down, blue light

I pay a visit, a last respect

I feel the sweat

There’s no sound, uptown, a night you’ll never forget

Break down, across this town

Break down, across this town

Break down, you’d better think right

Cause the next time you’ll be under my sights

So sweet, the big sleep

No games, this time it’s for keeps

Big boys and guns

I’ll trail you, this time your time has come

Break down, across the town

Break down, across this town

Break down, you’d better do right

Cause the next time you’ll be under my sights
Yeah yeah yeah uh huh

Black night, so long

This time it can’t go wrong

Can’t go wrong

In time I take my time to fit the crime

Break down, across this town

Break down, across this town

Break down, you’d better think right

Cause the next time you’ll be under my sights
Break down, break down

Break down, break down

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:

Sometimes I wonder why do I bother at all
When I could get a job down at the factory and work where all my friends are

It’s no fun starving just to keep your integrity
It’s no fun starving better to work down at the factory

Sometimes I wonder why do I worry about those things that you do
And then I see you late on a Saturday and I know that you’re right
If I had a job you could come and live with me and I would see you every night
If I was working you might come and live with me and I would see you every night

It’s no fun starving for artistic integrity
It’s no fun starving better to work in the big old factory

Starve.

Now if i had a job down at the factory I could buy houses and cars
And late in the evening I could write songs for you on my old broken guitar
And I would have finance we could go dancing like many happy people do
But then I’d be working 9-5 everyday leaves no time for play

It’s no fun starving for artistic integrity
It’s no fun starving better to work down at the factory
It’s no fun starving just to keep your integrity
Better to work in the big old factory
It’s no fun starving just to keep your integrity
Better to work down at the factory with you.

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

Shout it from the rooftops, shout it from the streets
Celebrate this place
Haunted by a summer song, tomorrow never gets too close
See the shadows on your face

As I fall for you
I fall for you

The temperature rising, I feel the weather change
Someone’s knocking at my door
The telephone’s ringing, still your voice I hear
The bed falls to the floor

As I fall for you
I fall for you

On the floor, on the streets
In his place on satin sheets I fall, I fall for you
I fall for you

You speak a foreign language, I’m a stranger in your eyes
Love letters for a thousand years
I make a reservation with a heart that has no past
As you whisper in my ear

I fall for you
I fall for you

On the floor, on the streets
In his place on satin sheets I fall, I fall for you
I fall for you

Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you
Falling, falling for you

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

Took ideals for your singular fixation
Won’t be party to infatuation
Take your time there’s no need to hurry
When you’re right you don’t need to worry
Taking theories based on animal logic
Take your reason hide it in your pocket
I’ve got no anger only mistrust
Need no guidance leave it up to us

You’ve got a guilty secret
I know you can’t keep it
You’ve got a guilty secret
I know

Sold the dream to buy the world
Now your children are in a whirl
I’m as sane as a bomber pilot
Do what I’m told with no regrets
Finding pictures out of magazines
Strange shadows what do they mean
Words from the past painted on the walls
Teenage soldiers waiting for the call

You’ve got a guilty secret
I know you can’t keep it
You’ve got a guilty secret
I know

There’s a crack in your frontier dream
Empty words revolution scenes
Airplane engines rumble overhead
All you words are sprayed in lead
Sonic booms over stimulation
No need to worry there’s a vaccination
Career training and a jungle rendezvous
Guerrilla warfare and a sense of deja vu

You’ve got a guilty secret
I know you can’t keep it
You’ve got a guilty secret
I know

Guilty
Secret
Guilty

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

You took me surprise, oh oh
I didn’t see it in your eyes oh no
There ain’t no final number, there’s no curtain call
Try it on if it fits, now you’ve tried it all
Circumstantial evidence at the scene of the crime
I heard it from a witness who couldn’t read the signs
Now you’ve raised the stakes it’s time to learn the score
I’m waiting for appointments and it’s getting me so bored

And I’m out of the times, I walk alone
I take my time, I walk alone
I walk alone

You say you can move me I’m glued to the floor
I’m setting out to sea and I’ll never reach the shore
I was told not to take any chances so I played it like a crook
I was looking for new dances I took another look

Now I’m out of the times, I walk alone
I take my time, I walk alone
I walk alone

You took me surprise, oh oh, I didn’t see it in your eyes oh no
And life ain’t all circumstance once you’ve played it straight
Better not leave it all to chance before it gets too late

Now I’m out of the times, I walk alone
I take my time, I walk alone
I walk alone

Out of the times, I walk alone
I take my time, I walk alone
I walk alone

I walk alone, I walk alone
I walk alone, I walk alone

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

,

,

Drive for miles in a motorcar, I just want to be far away

Never knowing where you are, the rain falls down for days

Standing in a crowded room, we make our own action

Midnight passes much too soon, you’re still my main attraction

I wake up in a silent dream, searching for a midnight promise

Sailing down deserted streams, the rain falls down on us

Living scenes from grainy movies, we just wrote the script, we just wrote the script

I spent my time staring at newsreels, now I know this is it

This is it

The life we wanted, chances we took, come back to us

The life we wanted, chances we took, come back to us on newsreel

The life we wanted, chances we took, come back to us, come back to us

The life we wanted, chances we took, come back to us, come back to us

The life we wanted, chances we took, come back to us, come back to us

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

There’s a light, miles below

I hear the roar, time stands still

Across the night, above the moon

Over the hills, with time to kill

Radio silence, takes us home

Radio silence, a static tone

There’s a voice, inside my headset

Behind a face I’ve never seen

And miles below, the night is young,

On top the wings, there is a gun

Radio silence, takes us home

Radio silence, static tone
Higher than heaven

Time stands still

Higher than cities with time to kill

Rising higher than all the planets

I’m traveling light, the engines fight

And city shelter, hide out below

There’s no tomorrow beyond that door

Radio silence, takes us home

Radio silence, that static tone
Higher the heaven

Time stands still

Higher than cities with time to kill

Hit the light, hit it miles below

I hear the roar, time stands still

Across the night above the moon

Over the cities no time to kill

And radio silence, it takes us home

Radio silence, that static tone
Higher the heaven

Time stands still

Higher than cities with time to kill

Time to kill, time to kill, time to kill, time to kill

Time to kill, time to kill, time to kill, time to kill

Time to kill, time to kill, time to kill, time to kill

Time to kill, time to kill, time to kill, time to kill

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

Form a plan, a plan of attack

There’s no guarantee you’ll win it back

Just as real as black and white
The stuff of dreams, dreams and legends

Like a real life hero, the ones we remember

Stealing a heart, after dark

With a heart, full of the right stuff

Stranger than life, all through the night

We hide away on the brightest night

Isn’t it right, to be on our own

On a danger mission we take our position
For a midnight ride, to the danger side

With new thoughts, never thought before

We’re gonna keep on talking till our words get sore

With a heart, full of the right stuff

Stranger than life, all through the night

All through the night

There’s no secrets, just a rumour you heard

So remember where you heard it first

With new thoughts never thought before

We’re gonna keep on talking till our words get sore

With a heart, full of the right stuff

Stranger than life, all through the night

All through the night

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:

Every time I turn around, there’s people letting me down

And everywhere that i go, no one ever wants to know

Look I’m tired of the scene, living such stale dreams 

I don’t want to get involved, no i just want to be dissolved

And everywhere, everywhere that I turn

Always see the same old place

And every time, every time that i turn

Always see the same old face, it’s the same old face

it’s the same old place

People coming down on me, they want to share their misery

And every time they hang around, they end up letting me down

Well if you’re needing anything, if your dreams are wearing thin

I see them walking down the street, I see them melting in the heat

And everywhere, everywhere that I turn

Always see the same old place

And every time, every time that I turn

Always see the same old face, it’s the same old face
It’s the same old place

So if you want to hang around, how come you’re letting me down?

You know that everywhere i go, everybody's in the know

You’re never needing anything, and your dreams are wearing thin

You’d think the future of the world, is wrapped up with some girl

Everywhere, everywhere that I turn

Always see the same old face

And every time, every time that I turn

Always see the same old face, it’s the same old face


It’s the same old place
It’s the same old place

It’s the same old place

It’s the same old place

I see them walking down the street

It’s the same old place

I see them melting in the heat

It’s the same old place


You’d think the future of the world

It’s the same old place 
Is wrapped up with some girl

It’s the same old place

I see them melting in the heat I see them walking down the street

You’d think the future of the world is wrapped up with some girl

And every time I turn around there’s people letting me down 

And everywhere that i go everybody's in the know

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman
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I hold the world between my hands

She feels so light like she might try to escape tonight

She’s so full of helium and she tries to escape

But I catch her on my string

And she will stay another day, just one more day

I look at the world 
I like what I like

Listen to the world I hear noises in the night

Late October in a Berlin bar

There moves an army in a surplus car

We’re playing with fire so we’d better land soon 

We’d better not burn

I look at the world 
I like what I like

Listen to the world I hear explosions in the night

Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked

Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked

I’m the transistor resistor I’m nuclear fear

I think I’ll invest in a movie career

I think I’ll direct yeah that’s just what we need

I’m chasing the clock

I’m racing racing racing

I’m shellshocked

I’m shellshocked

I’m shellshocked

I’m shellshocked

The sky is falling and I’m shellshocked, shellshocked

The earth is shaking and I’m shellshocked, shellshocked

The sky is falling and I’m shellshocked, shellshocked

The floor is moving and I’m shellshocked, shellshocked

Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked shellshocked

Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked

Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked shellshocked

Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

I don’t care what's been said before

Take this message nail it to your door

Clear the air wash away this pain

Race the clock running for the train

When the world is growing fast

Steal the scene that’s going to last

Steal it away

Steal it away

Broken words bent all out of shape

Kill this time when your running late

Now I’m haunted, haunted by the ghost of a chance

Take these beats teach them how to dance, how to dance, how to dance

When the world is growing dark

Start the engines take the car out of park

Steal away

Steal it away

Take it, take it

Take it away
Take it away, steal it away

Restless, breathless, I’m only dreaming of you

I wait till dawn wait for the heat to break through

I’m shaking my head I fill a hat full of rain

I hear your voice it’s calling out my name

When the world is growing black

I wear my halo under your hat
Steal it away

Steal it away

Take it, take it

Take it, take it away

Steal it away, steal it away

Just steal it away

Take it take it take it we’re gonna take it away.....

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:

,

Where is the voice that left me behind?

In a darkened room, at the window

Where is the girl who led me to shore?

Eyes to the sea, knocking at my door

There is tomorrow, head on my pillow

Breath in my arms, voice in my ear

Where is the treasure I buried upstream?

Left on a map from a midnight dream

Come on take me to war

Take me to war
I’m ready for invasion

Take me to shore

Need no persuasion

Then I hear that hollow voice

Throat is thirsty, head like straw

Won’t you sway, sway, sway in the wind now

Looking out to the sea

We’ll defend this field for a thousand years

Come on take me to war

Take me to war
I’m ready for invasion

Take me to shore

Need no persuasion at all

Watch the sun sinking down, down

Watch it melt in the water

Now tell me who’s that girl who holds the fire?

Throat is rusted, rusted

Smell the distant smoke

The flames are warm, but the night will be cold

Come on take me to war

Take me to war

I’m ready for invasion

Take me to shore

Need no persuasion

Take me to war

Take me to war

I’m ready for invasion

Take me to shore

I need no persuasion

Take me to war

Take me to war

Take me to war

Take me to shore

Take me to shore

Take me to shore

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

,

,

Pressure on the dance floor
Can’t recall the beat
Dancing out the doorway
Down the empty streets
Reach down in your pocket
There’s no gold in there
Following a leader
Don’t you be no square

You say it’s not your fault anymore
Still you can’t forget it’s up to you

Nervous in the service
Can’t defend the sky
Movement in the east
Too late to say goodbye
Fashion on the front
You don’t march in time
Looking to a leader
Better read the signs

You say it’s not your fault anymore
Still you can’t forget it’s up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Up to you

Chaos in the cosmos
Running out of time
Searching through the paper
Better read between the lines
Static on the wires
Slogans on the air
Sermons on the tv
Dollars in our prayers

You say it’s not your fault anymore
Still you can’t forget it’s up to you

Thinking ‘bout the future
Thinking ‘bout the past
Searching for the reason
Things are changing fast

You say it’s not your fault anymore
Still you can’t forget it’s up to you
Up to you 
Up to you 
Up to you

Up to you
Up to you
Up to you
Up to you...

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

,

Attempting motion can’t turn back

Fall asleep screen goes black

Catch a light random select

I’m fading out can’t disconnect

I try to talk, words slip away

Technicolor gets in the way

I thought I’d found me a place to land

Missed the runway hit the sand

And
I’d drive a million miles to live in video verite

I’d turn a million dials to live in video verite
I’d drive a million miles
I want to test it all with you
Test it with you
I want to test it with you

Test it with you
I wanna, I wanna, I want to test it with you

Thoughts from tomorrow flash through my brain

Selective vision feels no pain

Thinking stranded can’t understand

Jets stream across the night with nowhere to land

Outside my window screen is cracked

Night is warm I want it back

There’s a moment scratched in my brain

Play it back it doesn’t seem the same

I’d drive a million miles to live in video verite

I’d turn a million dials to live in video verite

I’d drive a million miles just to test it all with you

Test it with you, 
I want to test it with you

Test it with you, I wanna, I wanna, I want to test it with you

I’d drive a million miles to live in video verite

I’d turn a million dials to live in video verite

I’d drive a million miles I want to test it all with you

Test it with you

Test it with you

Test it with you

I wanna, I wanna, I want to test it with you
I want to test it with you

I want to test it with you

I want to test it with you

I wanna, I wanna, I want to test it with you

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music:
Chris Wardman

Feel the thirst and watch the change, hoping for the rain to come today

Take the fire and fan the flames, now this love will never fade away

Forget the faces and change the names see the figures trapped inside this flame

Counting seconds waiting for high noon

I will bring you water off the moon

Trap the whispers in this room, secrets pave a path across the moon

A month of Fridays, a year of spring, sunlight burns the ice is wearing thin

Shade the shadows, kill the lights, count the tears trapped inside this life

Counting seconds waiting for high noon

I will bring you water off the moon

Postcards full of secret words strain against the silence hope you heard

Empty pages, a million thoughts, scribbled lines till everything turns black

Promised you the Sun and Moon the tides will turn still I want you back, I want you back

Counting seconds waiting for high noon

I will bring you water off the moon

Counting seconds waiting for high noon

I will bring you water off the moon
Water off the moon

Off the Moon

Words:
Chris Wardman
Music: