"The Friends of Rachel Worth"



Magic In Here

Grant

Diamonds on the water at five o'clock

Lovers lie around in tangled knots

Pulling your picture from a cardboard box

Forget you not, forget me not



I don't want to change a thing when there's magic

I don't want to change a thing when there's magic

In here, now the coast is clear

I got no time for fear



Time knocks you down like a rolling ball

In memory hall

Love leaves you clean like a waterfall

Then you hit a wall, hit a wall



I don't want to change a thing when there's magic

I don't want to change a thing when there's magic

In here, now the coast is clear

I got no time for fear





Heart And Home

Grant

How can I help you focus

When all you do is choke us?

Try looking for me and wishing for me

And kiss me softer than the rest



How can I help you dream

When all you do is scream?

If I'm not allowed to be above the crowd

I don't wanna be your guest



A one in a million smile

A silent number that I can't dial

But eyes so blue it's like falling through

An evening in the west



What can I do to sway you?

Drop to my knees and pray you

Stop breathing the fumes of those other grooms

Then we really will be blessed



Ba, ba, ba there's ice around your heart

My home





Spirit

Robert

I've got tickets

To the best show in town

If you want to come on down and listen



I'm ready

And I might come along

With something that you've been missing



I've got no money

I've got nothing at all

But I'll keep you guessing

And I'm bound

To hit the wall

And I'll be running



I'm no trouble

I'm nothing like the trouble

That I used to be when I was somebody's double



Do you have any whisky?

I don't like to drink

But I like to know that's it's along there with me



There's nothing I've seen

That's ever really

Flattened me

And there's something

In the corner of your eye

That gets me

Yes there's something

But I know

You'll keep me guessing



So what do you say

Tell me what you're thinking of

Tell me what you're thinking of this minute



You're a spirit

You're one thing greater

Than all the things that you are together



You're one thing greater

Than all the things

You are together





Surfing Magazines

Robert

We used to get our kicks reading surfing magazines

Some good looking people wearing

Lee Cooper jeans

They're breaking on the headland, they're breaking on the shore

And when you're living in Hawaii they're breaking at your door



We used to wet our fingers on surfing magazines

Going to throw school and follow those scenes

Going to get a Kombi and go from beach to beach

Be the kind of people the Authorities can't reach



We used to get our kicks reading surfing magazines

Wake up in the morning and the waves are clean

Standing on the headland taking in the scene

Just like they do it ... in surfing magazines





The Clock

Grant

Candles and tambourines shine in the dusk

Monkees and Spoonful float through the musk

Why when you come here

Does the rainbow turn black?

Spitting and burning, the vision attacks

But then the clock turns and its now

and its you



Ghosts from the river beg to get in

Staining my windows with pictures of sin

Sometimes the night time steals all your light

Then in the morning the birds lift and fly

But then the clock turns and its now

and its you





Orpheus Beach

Grant

I hear you skating on the ice

And wonder why you left me twice

The eerie sound of blade on lake

Cracks my skin and I fill with ache

But I don't want this heart

I don't need this blood



I see you running through the grass

A doctors daughter, a sky of glass

My swollen eye at sunday school

No saviour here under God's bright rule

But I don't want this heart

I don't need this blood



Time to be leaving, run from your reach

Gonna go dreaming on Orpheus Beach



I feel you breathing in my head

But better there if not in bed

I wash your perfume from my clothes

I don't believe that affection goes

But I don't want this heart

I don't need this blood



Time to be leaving, run from your reach

Gonna go dreaming on Orpheus Beach





German Farmhouse

Robert

I lived in seclusion for a couple of years

In a german farmhouse just drinking beer

And every morning I'd wake up with a smile from ear to ear



I had one contact to the outside world

A phone in London and a seasick girl.

I knew what was happening but only in my part of the world



I knew what was happening

I knew that this was my world

I knew what was happening in my part of the world



There was an abandoned castle with empty chairs

There was a rumour Pavarotti would sing there

To raise funds for a music school but then the

whole thing vanished into thin air



It was a crazy idea

And it vanished into the air

It was a falling down castle with falling down stairs



I could walk the streets unrecognized

Nobody stopped me I was never surprised

By anybody's actions or by an ex-lover's eyes



And this felt good

And this felt so right

To be unloaded as I walked through the night



This felt good

This felt so right



To be unloaded as I walked through the night, this felt right





Going Blind

Grant

You sure gotta funny way

Of hanging on to the Babylon

Of the always gone and getting it wrong

Because it makes no difference to anyone

That you had your fun in the burning sun

When you thought you'd won

And I like your weird way of drifting low

In the underflow, try letting go

And then you'll know

'cause sometimes change is a dirty word

When you're in the herd, yeah that's what I heard

Did your kitten purr?



You sure gotta funny way of hanging on

'cause I'm going blind

You sure got a funny way of hanging on

'cause I'm going blind



Midnight and hauntings and nights on the fly

Moonlight on moorings with you on my mind



If you go a little crazy when the light is black

Get on a different track, find out what you lack

And you'll make it back

And it sure seems strange here in Hollywood

But I'm looking good, I'll put on my hood

And dream of Birnam Wood



You sure gotta funny way of hanging on

'cause I'm going blind

You sure got a funny way of hanging on

'cause I'm going blind



He Lives My Life

Robert

He's got a four wheel drive that he takes to Double Island Point

He's got a relationship with a woman that he met in an Irish joint

I know the land

And the coloured sand

Everything's fresh at the source in this land

Everything's fresh at the source in this land



And I wish him luck

I hope he get's it right

As he lives my live



He's got a house all to himself that overlooks a park

He's got a piano all to himself that he plays after dark

I know the sound

As the sun goes down

Everything's fresh at the source as the sun goes down

Everything's fresh at the source as the sun goes down



And I wish him luck

I hope he get's it right

As he lives my life



And if you see him

Tell him I'll be him

As I live his life





When She Sang About Angels

Robert

When she sang about angels

She looked at the sky

Anybody else, anybody else, but I let it go by



When she sang about the fields

She raised up her arm

As if she was pushing back the cotton on some Midwestern farm



When she sang about a boy

Kurt Cobain

I thought what a shame it wasn't about

Tom Verlaine



When she sang about angels

She looked at the sky

Anybody else, anybody else, but I let it go by



Then she threw some names

Like she always did

She threw some names, she dropped some names

like she used to when I was a kid



When she sang about angels

She looked at the sky

Anybody else, anybody else, but I let it go by



I let it go by

I let it go by

All songs written by Forster/McLennan and published by Complete Music, London

Thanks to Nina Kucklšnder for the typing