Sting

Style: Rock / Jazz-Rock / Blues-Rock 
Album: Ten Summoner's Tales © 1993
Sting - Ten Summoner's Tales '1993'
1.  If I Ever Lose My Faith In You (4:27)
2.  Love Is Stronger Than Justice (5:07) 
3.  Fields Of Gold (3:38) 
4.  Heavy Cloud No Rain (3:44) 
5.  She's Too Good For Me (2:26) 
6.  Seven Days (4:36) 
7.  Saint Augustine In Hell (5:13) 
8.  It's Probably Me (5:06) 
9.  Shape Of My Heart (4:35) 
10. Something The Boy Said (5:25) 
11. Epilogue (Nothing 'Bout Me) (3:38) 


If I Ever Lose My Faith In You
You could say I lost my faith in science and progress You could say I lost my belief in the holy Church You could say I lost my sense of direction You could say all of this and worse, but If I ever lose my faith in you There'd be nothing left for me to do Some would say I was a lost man in a lost world You could say I lost my faith in the people on TV You could say I'd lost my belief in our politicians Yhey all seemed like game show hosts to me If I ever lose my faith in you There'd be nothing left for me to do I could be lost inside their lies without a trace But every time I close my eyes I see your face I never saw no miracle of science That didn't go from a blessing to a curse I never saw no military solution That didn't always end up as something worse, but Let me say this first If I ever lose my faith in you There'd be nothing left for me to do Love Is Stronger Than Justice
This is a story of seven brothers We had a the same father but different mothers We keep together like a family should Roaming the country for the common good It came to pass one fateful day We found ourselves down Mexico way The town, the mayor, the PTA Pleading on their knees with us all to stay We'd only stopped for a few burritos But they told us of the trouble with los banditos A poor little town in need of aid My brothers and me had never been afraid The age of chivalry is not dead Lonesome nights in a cowboy bed There'd be a bride for every man Who chased away the evil gang Love is stronger than justice Love is thicker than blood Love is is stronger than justice Love is a big fat river in flood The outcome was predictable Our banditos were despicable Of blood we lost a dozen litres A small price to pay for las senoritas The town mayor was happy but his face was glum The maidens numbered only one But there weren't seven brides for seven brothers I knew I had to get rid of the others Love is stronger than justice Love is thicker than blood Love is stronger than justice Love is the big fat river in flood Mother told me I was the clever one The seventh son of a seventh son It all ended so happily I settled down with the family I look forward to a better day But ethical stuff never got in my way And though there used to be brothers seven The other six are singing in heaven Love is stronger than justice Love is thicker than blood Love is stronger than justice Love is a big fat river in flood Fields Of Gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold So she took her love For to gaze awhile Upon the fields of barley In his arms she fell as her hair came down Among the fields of gold Will you stay with me, will you be my love Among the fields of barley We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we lie in fields of gold See the west wind move like a lover so Upon the fields of barley Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth Among the fields of gold I never made promises lightly And there have been some that I've broken But I swear in the days still left We'll walk in fields of gold We'll walk in fields of gold Many years have passed since those summer days Among the fields of barley See the children run as the sun goes down Among the fields of gold You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold When we walked in fields of gold When we walked in fields of gold Heavy Cloud No Rain
Turned on the weather man just after the news I needed sweet rain to wash away my blues He looked at the chart but he looked in vain Heavy cloud but no rain Back in the time with Louis XVI At the court of the people he was number one He'd be the bluest blood they'd ever seen When the king said hi to the guillotine The royal astrologer was run out of breath He thought that maybe the rain would postpone his death He look in the sky but he look in vain Heavy cloud but no rain Well the land was cracking and the river was dry All the crops were dying when they ought to be high So to save his farm from the banker's draft The farmer took out a book on some old witchcraft He made a spell and a potion on a midsummer's night He killed a brindled calf in the pale moonlight He prayed to the sky but he prayed in vain Heavy cloud but no rain Heavy cloud but no rain The sun won't shine till the clouds are gone The clouds won't go till their work is done And every morning you'll hear me pray If only it would rain today I asked my baby if there'd be some way She said she'd save her love for a rainy day I look in the sky but I look in vain Heavy cloud but no rain She's Too Good For Me
She don't like to hear me sing She don't want no diamond ring She don't want to drive my car She won't let me go that far She don't like the way I look She don't like the things I cook She don't like the way I play She don't like the things I say But oh, the games we play She's too good for me She's too good for me She don't like the jokes I make She don't like the drugs I take She don't like the friends I got She don't like my friends a lot She don't like the clothes I wear She don't like the way I stare She don't like the tales I tell She don't like the way I smell But oh, the games we play She's too good for me She's too good for me Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two I could distort myself to be the perfect man She might prefer me as I am She don't want to meet my folks She don't want to hear my jokes She don't want to fix my tie She don't even want to try She don't like the books I read She don't like the way I feed She don't want to save my life She don't want to be my wife But oh, the games we play She's too good for me She's too good for me Seven Days
"Seven days" was all she wrote A kind of ultimatum note She gave to me, she gave to me When I thought the field had cleard It seems another suit appeared To challenge me, woe is me Though I hate to make a choice My options are decreasing mostly rapidly Well we'll see I don't think she'd bluff this time I really have to make her mine It's plain to see It's him or me Monday, I could wait till Tuesday If I make up my mind Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait But Sunday'd be too late The fact he's over six feet ten Might instill fear in other men But not in me, The Mighty Flea (flee?) Ask if I am mouse or man The mirror squeaked, away I ran He'll murder me in time for his tea Does it bother me at all My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think Perhaps I need a drink IQ is no problem here We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear I need that beer Monday, I could wait till Tuesday If I make up my mind Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait But Sunday'd be too late Seven days will quickly go The fact remains, I love her so Seven days, so many ways But I can't run away Monday, I could wait till Tuesday If I make up my mind Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait But Sunday'd be too late Do I have to tell a story Of a thousand rainy days since we first met It's a big enough umbrella But it's always me that ends up getting wet Saint Augustine In Hell
If somebody up there likes me somebody up there cares Deliver me from evil save me from these wicked snares Not into temptation, not to cliffs of fall On to revelation, and lesson for us all She walked into the room on the arm of my best friend I knew whatever happened our friendship would end Chemical reaction, desire at first sight Mystical attraction, turned out all my lights The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die I don't know if it's pain or pleasure that I seek My flesh was all too willing, my spirit guide was weak I was deadly certain his thoughts for me weren't kind A switchblade in his pocket, murder on his mind Blessed St. Theresa the whore of Babylon Madonna and my mother all rolled into one You've got to understand me, I'm not a piece of wood Francis of Assisi could never be this good The less I need the more I get Make me chaste but not just yet It's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die Relax, have a cigar, make yourself at home. Hell is full of high court judges, failed saints. We've got Cardinals, Archbishops, barristers, certified accountants, music critics, they're all here. You're not alone, you're never alone. Not here you're not. Okay, break's over. The less I need the more I get Make me chaste but not just yet It's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die It's Probably Me
If the night turned cold and the stars looked down And you hug yourself on the cold cold ground You wake the morning in a stranger's coat No one would you see You ask yourself, who'd watch for me My only friend, who could it be It's hard to say it I hate to say it, but it's probably me When you belly's empty and the hunger's so real And you're too proud to beg and too dumb to steal You search the city for your only friend No one would you see You ask yourself, who could it be A solitary voice to speak out and set you free I gate to say it I gate to say it, but it's probably me You're not the easiest person I ever got to know And it's hard for us both to let our feelings show Some would say I should let you go your way You'll only make me cry If there's one guy, just one guy Who'd lay down his life for you and die It's hard to say it It's hard to say it, but it's probably me When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense There's only one voice that comes to your defence The jury's out and your eyes search the room And one friendly face is all you need to see If there's one guy, just one guy Who'd lay down his life for you and die It's hard to say it I hate to say it, but it's probably me I hate to say it I hate to say it, but it's probably me Shape Of My Heart
He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He doesn't play for respect He deals the crads to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden loaw of a probable outcome The numbers lead a dance I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal a king in his hand While the memory of it fades I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart And if I told you that I loved you You'd maybe think there's something wrong I'm not a man of too many faces The mask I wear is one Those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in too many places And those who fear are lost I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart Something The Boy Said
When we set out on this journey There were no doubts in our minds We set our eyes to the distance We would find what we would find We took courage from our numbers What we sought we did not fear Sometimes we'd glimpse a shadow falling The shadow would disappear But our thoughts kept returning To something the boy said As we turned to go He said you'll never see our faces again You'll be food for a carrion crow Every step we took today Our thoughts would always stray From the wind on the moor so wild To the words of the captain's child Something the boy said In the circles we made with our fires We talked of the pale afternoon The clouds were like dark riders Flying on the face of the moon We spoke our fears to the captian And asked what his son could know For we would never have marched so far To be food for a crow Every step we took today Our thoughts would always stray From the wind on the moor so wild To the words of the captain's child Something the boy said When I awoke this morning The sun's eye was red as blood The stench of burning corpses Faces in the mud Am I dead or am I living? I'm too afraid to care, I'm too afraid to know I'm too afraid to look behind me At the feast of the crow We spoke our fears to the captain And asked what his son could know For we would never have marched so far To be food for a crow Epilogue (Nothing 'Bout Me)
Lay my head on the surgeon's table Take my fingerprints if you are able Pick my brains, pick my pockets Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets Run every kind of test from A to Z And you'll still know nothing 'bout me Run my name though your computer Mention me in passing to your college tutor Check my records, check my facts Check if I paid my income tax Pore over everything in my C.V. But you'll still know nothing 'bout me You'll still know nothing 'bout me You don't need to read no books on my history I'm a simple man, it's no big mystery In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love Search my house with a fine tooth comb Turn over everything 'cause I won't be at home Set up your microscope and tell me what you see You'll still know nothing 'bout me



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