The Mainland

by Pollyanna

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released 18 February 2013

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Track Name: Real Life
I’m not a book, I’m just looking for meanings
I’m not a painting, trying to colour up my life
I’m not a song, I just want to speak my mind
I’m not a movie, starving to look dark and sexy

Don’t take my pain for a piece of art, I’m moving on
Don’t take my hunger for desire, I’m moving on
Because I want a real life

I covered the pages of a lifelong diary
With all the little things that I wished for you and me
Our best friends at my birthday party
Your arms that made me feel both so loved and free

Don’t take my pain for a piece of art, I’m moving on
Don’t take my hunger for desire, I’m moving on
We’re all fighting the same battle, equally noble
Trying to stand on a slippery ground
Track Name: Brighton
Wouldn't it be fun to end it all, up in Brighton?
Never take the train back home
Never wait for you for hours at the station
Slowly guessing you would finally not come

Wasn't it much nicer when we took boats
We had time to think, then, sliding on the water
It's hard to realise the sea is shallow there
We would sail our hearts up until they broke against the shore

Wouldn't it be fun to end it all, up in Brighton?
Here exactly where I don't belong
I can feel the privilege of being a stranger
Ignoring all the dramas that shaped this town

End a life in the Marina, start over on Saint-James
And talk all night of battered things and rock widows
Gazing at the forming clouds, it suddenly gets dark
A mighty cathedral above the amusement park
Track Name: About to Rain
Is it about to rain?
Is the sun going to shine?
It's so hard to tell
Though it is summertime

Does this look in your eye
Mean I'm already out of your heart?
Outside, you say it is summertime

Have you seen the swallows lining up on the wire?
Are they about to leave, is this the reason why they gathered?

Or should I mind
The threat in the sky
And the strange colour of the clouds?
There should be a place
Where I could live without holding your hand
But I just need you to decide

Have you seen the swallows lining up on the wire ?
Are they about to leave, is this the reason why they gathered?
Track Name: You're a Tiger
I'm not even in love with you
But I shiver when the phone rings
And if it happens to be you
My feet start weirdly shaking
I'm so happy when I find a way
To drop your name in a casual conversation
And get a chance to discuss you with my friends

I like to let them bring up the subject
We often talk about this anyway
And I'm not even in love with you
It hasn't started yet
So be careful!
Don't go break my heart
Like it doesn't matter to you
With this charming smile of yours
Darling you're a tiger with soft skin
Darling you're a tiger with soft skin
Track Name: My Favourite Song
I turn on the stereo
I play my favourite song
It's funny how it sounds the same
Funny how it hasn't changed at all
Since you left
With all the shatters and breaks
Now I'm just proud to stand here
And hum to this song
So Bonnie still beats the drums
And sings of an impossible love
I close my eyes, I know it's over
I pretend I'm just two months younger
As I haven't met you
I'm haunting a fading town
I'm lonely like a hunter
Lonely but strong

Outside, spring is blooming, ivy leaves are breathing in
And here we are, and it's a mystery
I hope that sparrows don't mock me
I know they're like people out there
They don't know and they don't care
And hopefully, summer will let me
Sing with them and dance again
Because it is somehow relieving
That some things are left untouched,
Unshattered, uncorrupted
By your will to disappear
Track Name: Kids
When the kids left they said they had to work
In London, in the States, in Poland or in Spain
So they left, and sometimes they're not so far away, they say
But we all know they're gone, we all know they left home

Though we can still hear them playing in their overheated room

So the kids left, and maybe they will forgive us for all our little secrets
All the things that we kept away from them
Now they left, they are sometimes back with us for Christmas
Then they sit at our table and smile when you ask if all is fine
Things have changed so much, don't ask me how
Now our kids have their own secrets to hide

Though we can still hear them playing in their overheated room
Track Name: Bruxelles
As I walk along the wall
And you're on the other side
I can feel you and I can hear you
You're just out of sight

They say that it can't be
That you're gone, no one can change it
But I don't mind if it sounds crazy
Because reason can't help a broken heart

All these nights with you
When I go to sleep
You can't take them away
You can't take them away from me

So go, leave, I don't care
I'll follow you everywhere
To the secret place you chose
The other side of a concrete wall

It's not thicker than a cotton sheet
Not higher than a fist
Oh now I'm ready to fight
Not to let you go

So you can leave, I don't care
I'll follow you everywhere
Now I can see with my eyes closed
The other side of the concrete wall
Track Name: Broadcast in Heaven
I'd like to be broadcast in heaven
I'd like to be famous in hell
I'd like to be hummed by the angels
I'd like to be danced to by devils

So wherever you go,
You will hear me calling you
And there is not any last thing we do
See, I just wrote another song for you

And I can make something new about us
With or without you
The lonely days are gone now
The lonely days are gone now
So they say

What could I give to push that door?
What should I lose to get a little more?
Reason could be the first thing to leave
A soothing thought: now madness is a treat

But there are things impossible to share
Like blood and heartbeats, so I'm counting what is left
Oh I still have the holy holy anger
Because you made sure I couldn't care

I can make something new
About us, with or without you
And the lonely days are gone now,
The lonely days are gone now,
So they say
Track Name: Old Rockers
They come from a time
When youth was young
When hope was easy
And revolution not gone
Beware! Old rockers are coming back
They're not even close to giving anything up

Their shining guitars, their glittering suits
Their teenage girlfriends and curly haircuts
Beware! Old rockers are coming back
And I'm not even sure they ever left at all

Standing on the tube walls, two meters high
They'll never clear the stage before they die
And you'll be too old then, already too old
I tell you their grandkids are ready to take it on

So all you can do is sing for yourself
In your room, sitting on your bed
It makes you feel better but it's just a selfish design
That's not much but it helps kill some time
Before time kills you, it helps kill some time
Track Name: I wish I worked in a Factory
I wish I worked in a factory
I think I was born in the wrong century
To hear the metal in my head
Creaking and tolling like a bell
And baby, it's not my fault that I was born so late
Because no doubt I could have been one of those
Unknown heroes

Tough men tackling their task
Breaking their bodies and their backs
A muscle shining with sweat on my shoulder
A coal fire burning on my skin
In our past, there would be no mass murders
To cast a shadow on our future
And the innocence of revolutionary times
Would make my heart beat like a drum
One day an accident would blow up the mine
Some comrades would come from the Rhine
To rescue our men and then all together
We'd celebrate the rise of brotherhood
I wish I worked in a factory...
Track Name: It's not the Smoke
It's not the smoke that darkens the sky some days
That made me run away
Not the old men longing for the old times
When their lungs got dark and their noses red
Not the boring plains and the hills black with coal
The cutting breeze and the cold
It's just that I didn't see you fight so hard
Not to let them bring you down

Then I saw your face turn grey
And I saw when your eyes grew weary,
And I thought I don't really want to go on like this
Then I asked you if we should leave

You used to let the sun always shine in our room
Though the rain kept dancing in the yard
Your hair smelled like flowers, you'd say that spring is just a state of mind

Then I saw your face turn grey
And I saw when your eyes grew weary,
And I thought I don't really want to go on like this
Then I asked you if we should leave
So don't tell them it was the smoke
You can tell them it's not the smoke
Track Name: Hit the Road
Come on, get in my old car
Take your drums and guitars
It just seems I can drive until the end of time
We all have things to escape, I won't ask about yours,
Though we can talk it out
Until the end of the night

Hit the road before they catch us
And then cut our wings
I'm not that tough

It's not too late to be young
In spite of what they say
Our parents act like children
So why can't we do the same ?
I never thought I would age hsere, between rivers and trees,
Still living on the ashes of 1917

Hit the road before they catch us
And then cut our wings
I'm not that tough
So we'll sing to the flute and we'll dance to the drums
Until everybody's drunk or dead