Pram Lyrics

North Pole Radio Station

Omnichord

Down by the railway line
He’s sitting in his old grey coat
And all the people come to ask him questions
Over again
He gave away his house and clothes
And all the money that he had
The day the last train ran through our town

Some think he’s very wise
But I know otherwise
That man’s a fool
As he’s forgotten love

He’s always cold though the sun might shine
Sits in the same place if it’s rain or fine
Sits where he lost his girl
To the railway line
He didn’t love and he couldn’t give
And still he seeks his peace inside
And still he wonders why
He feels so cold

And in the town there once were trains
The people hurry to and fro
They think somehow this man
Can make them happy again
They look for answers in his eyes
They look for answers in the way he sighs
And think that somehow that sorrow
Makes you very wise

Cinnabar

What's that strange music?
Is it the laughter of someone no longer living?
Under glass
Skate on surface tension
Never say the words that hang suspended like dark chimes
Let the wind stir them
When we have departed

Uncomfortable insects
Scuttling from path to path
Leading our maggot lives
Dreaming of becoming flies

No patterns in my life
Only the straight lines the ropes that keep me tied
The outer skeleton
That keeps me held in the stunted wings that move so feebly
That twitch as I sleep

Fallen Snow

The fallen snow muffles the city sounds
How easily we too could become voiceless
And I hate it when the wind blows colder
Almost as much as I hate being alone

A hyacinth can grow in the dark
But me I need the sunlight
And I hate when the wind blows colder
Almost as much as I hate being alone

A hurried love is like an avalanche
It ruins everything it touches
And I hate when the wind blows colder
Almost as much as I hate being alone

Sleepy Sweet

When you close your eyes do you travel Galaxies
Cross the Milky Way and beam pictures back at me
As you dream you smile what pictures do you see
Like the sun's warm rays when you beam your smile at me

Sleepy sweet, a sweet place to be
close your eyes and dream with me

When the day is long and things don't work out right
You can use your cry to break the dark with light
Tears and anger can be a way of being free
You know you don't have to smile just to please me

The Doors of Empty Cupboards

Your house was not a safe place for me
The doors of empty cupboards would swing open violently
I used to stare at you across miles and miles of floor
And there were all those empty corridors with rows of nightmare doors

But now everything's gone
And the house is tilted and empty
There's the sound of the wind
Or is it just my voice crying out

Your heart was no safe place for me
The warmth and the love could not be guaranteed
From outside the fence you built I stared at its glow
It lured me like a Christmas window when seen from the snow