The Web Lyrics By Marillion

Track 3 of _Script For A Jester's Tear_
The rain auditions at my window, it's symphony echoes in my womb
My gaze scans the walls of this apartment
to rectify the confines of my tomb
I'm the cyclops in the tenement, I'm the soul without the cause
Crying midst my rubber plants, ignoring beckoning doors,
Clippings from ancient newspapers he scattered cross the floor
Stained by the wine from a shattered glass,
meaningless words, yellowed by time,
Faded photos exposing pain, celluloid leeches bleeding my mind
You've finished playing hangman, you've cast the fateful dice
Advise, advise, advise me, this shroud will not suffice.
Attempting to discard these clinging memories,
I only serve to wallow in our past
I fabricate the weave with my excuses,
its strands I hope and pray shall last
Oh please do last.
The flytrap needs the insect, ivy caresses the wall
Needles make love to the Junkies, sirens seduce with their call
Confidence has deserted me, with you it has forsaken me
Confused and rejected, despised and alone,
I kiss isolation on it's fevered brow
Security clutching me, obscurity threatening me
Your reasons were so obvious as my friends have qualified
I only laughed away your tears, but even jesters cry
I realise I hold the key to freedom,
I cannot let my life be ruled by threads
The time has come to make decisions,
the changes have to be made
I realise I hold the key to freedom,
I cannot let my life be ruled by threads
The time has come to make decisions,
the changes have to be made.
Now I leave you, the past has had its say
You're all but forgotten a mote in my heart
Decisions have been made.
Decisions have been made I've conquered my fears
the flaming shroud.

Chelsea Monday Lyrics By Marillion

Track 5 of _Script For A Jester's Tear_
Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress
hiding in her cellophane world in glitter town
Awaiting the prince in his white Capri
Dynamic young tarzan courts the bedsit queen.
She's playing the actress in this bedroom scene
She's learning her lines from glossy magazines
Stringing all her pearls from her childhood dreams
Auditioning for the leading role on the silver screen.
Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child
One day they'll really love you, you'll charm them with that smile
But for now it`s just another Chelsea Monday.
Drifting with her incense in the labyrinth of London,
Playing games with faces in the neon wonderland
Perform to scattered shadows on the shattered cobbled aisles
Would she dare recite soliliquies at the risk of startk applause.
She'll pray for endless Sundays as she enters saffron sunsets,
Conjure phantom lovers from the tattered shreds of dawn,
Fulfilled and yet forgotten the St. Tropez mirage
Fragrance aphrodisiac, the withered tuberose.
Patience my tinsel angel, patience my perfumed child
One day they'll really love you, you'll charm them with that smile
But for now it`s just another Chelsea Monday.
Catalogue princess, apprentice seductress
buried in her cellophane world in glitter town.

Script For A Jester's Tear Lyrics By Marillion

Track 1 of _Script For A Jester's Tear_
So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts,
one more experience, one more entry in a diary, self penned
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
Too late to say I love you, Too late to restage the play
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday.
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
Too much, Too soon, too far, to go,
too late to play, the game is over.
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings, I'm lossing
on the roundabouts, the game is over
Too late to say I love you, Too late to restage the play
The game is over.
I act the role in classic style of
a martyr carved with a twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song
to write the rites to right my wrongs
an epitaph to a broken dream to
exorcise this silent scream
A scream that's borne from sorrow.
I never did write that love song the words just never seemed to flow
No sad in reflection Did I gaze through perfection
and examine the shadows on the other side of mourning
and examine the shadows on the other side of mourning
Promised wedding now a wake
The fool escaped from paradise will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer why?
As you grow up and leave the playground where you kissed your prince
and found your frog, Remember the Jester that showed
you tears, the script for tears.
So I'll hold my peace forever when you wear your bridal gown
In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the siren's
song has gone solo in the game I've gone solo in the game
But the game is over
Can you still say you love me Can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me.

How Can It Hurt Lyrics By Marillion

-- "How Can It Hurt" -- from the Marillion single "Cover My Eyes"
Maybe you're just too upset inside to give it to me straight.
Maybe you've become too angry and too close to crying,
To say anything I can understand,
Or Maybe you're just coming in over my head.
Maybe you're just too upset inside,
You're too upset inside.
How can it hurt if I don't understand?
How can it hurt if I don't understand?
How can it hurt if I don't understand?
How can it hurt if I don't understand?
How can it hurt?
You're never going to square with me I know so what is there to say?
When there's a million words that we could share at night, why do you walk away?
And I could write you off and it's over with.
Like a damaged car I can't afford to fix.
But everything inside me wants to heal your pain.
You won't explain, you won't explain.
How can it hurt if I don't understand?
How can it hurt if I don't understand?
How can it hurt if I don't understand?
How can I help if I don't understand?
How can it hurt?
How can it hurt?
When I don't understand.
When I don't understand.
Tell me
How can it hurt
When I don't understand?
etc.
[Lyrics - Steve Hogarth]

Hard As Love Lyrics By Marillion

Well I hear that you were looking out to hunt me down
And I guess you're used to having everything you want
But you know that love can be as hard as sticks and stones
I tell you nothing else can be as hard as love can
Well I hear you've got my number and you want my name
I'm a stream of noughts and crosses in your R.A.M
But you know that love can be as hard as algebra
Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love
Hard as love
Well I hear that you were lookin out to take me home
And I hear that you can handle it and you're not scared
Have you heard about the pictures on my bedroom wall?...
Baby nothin else has ever been as hard as love
Well it makes you hungry and it makes you high
It makes you suffer and it makes you cry
But it's all worthwhile
It makes you humble and it makes you crawl
It makes you tremble and it makes you fall
But it's all worthwhile
It makes you desperate and it makes you dream
It makes you dangerous and it makes you scream
But it's all worthwhile
Just lie back and smile.......
(They will continue to love you
even though the rest of the world hates you...)
It makes you hungry and it makes you high
It makes you suffer and it makes you cry
It makes you panic and it makes you vain
It makes you primitive.....Sick inside
It makes you angry it makes you blind
It makes you guilty and it makes you lie
Tied up and beaten
Spat out and eaten
Suicidal
NOTHIN'S EVER BEEN AS HARD
Well I hear that you were looking out to change my faith
You can bash me with your book of words,
Hammer me down!
But you know that love can be as hard as six inch nails
Baby nothing else has ever been as hard as love
Hard as love
Hard as love

Assassin Lyrics By Marillion

Track 1 of _Fugazi_ ---
I am the assassin, with tongue forged from eloquence.
I am the assassin, providing your nemesis.
On the sacraficial altar to success, my friend;
Unleash a stranger from a kiss, my friend;
No incantations of remorse, my friend;
Unsheath the blade within the voice,
my friend, my friend, my friend, my friend
I am the assassin, (assassin, assassin)
Who decorates the scarf with the fugi knot,
Who camouflaged emotion in the thousand-yard stare,
Who gouged the notches in the family tree,
Who hypnotized the guilt in career rhythm trance.
Assassin, assassin, assassin, assassin.
(Assassin , my friend.)
Listen as the syllables of slaughter cut with calm precision,
Patterned frosty phrases rape your ears and sew the ice incision.
Adjectives of annihilation bury the point beyond redemption,
Venomous verbs of ruthless candor plagiarize assassins' fervor.
Apocalyptic alphabet casting spell, the creed of tempered diction,
my friend, your friend, the assassin.
my friend, your friend, the assassin.
A friend in need, is a friend that bleeds...
(my friend, your friend, the assassin.)
A friend in need, is a friend that bleeds...
(my friend, your friend, the assassin.)
Let bitter silence infect the wound,
Let bitter silence infect the wound,
I am the assassin, (your friend)
I am the assassin, (your friend)
I am the assassin, (your friend)
Assassin!
You were a sentimental mercenary in a free-fire zone,
Parading a Hollywood conscience;
You were a fashionable objector with a uniform fetish,
Pavlovian slaver at the cash till ring of success.
A noncom observer, I assassin, the collector... defector.
So you resigned yourself to failure, my friend,
And I emerged the chilling stranger, my friend,
To eradicate the problem, my friend,
Unsheath the blade within the voice,
within the voice, within the voice,
within the voice.
And what do you call assassins who accuse assassins, anyway...
My friend?

The Uninvited Guest Lyrics By Marillion

Track 3 of _Season's End_
You may not recall the moment that you asked me
But your invitation was clear
You'll pretend you've never met me but it's far too late
Now I'm here
Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you
I'm the one who loves you best
I'm the Thirteenth at the Table
I'm the Uninvited Guest
I'm the Banquo at your banquet
I'm the cuckoo in your nest
I'm you fifteen stone first-footer
I'm the Uninvited Guest
I was there when you said insincere I love you's
to a woman who wasn't your wife
And I fronted you the money that you ran away and blew
On the biggest regret of your life.
Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you
I'm the one who loves you best
I'm the Thirteenth at the Table
I'm the Uninvited Guest
I'm the Banquo at your banquet
I'm the cuckoo in your nest
I'm your New Year's resolution
I'm the Uninvited Guest
I'm the Face you hoped you'd never see
But always knew you would
I'm the on thing you knew you shouldn't do
But did because you could
I'm the evil in your bloodstream
I'm the rash upon your skin
And you made a big mistake alright
The day you let me in
And you could fly to the other side of the world
You know you'd only find
I've reserved the seat behind you
We could talk about old times
[JOHN HELMER and STEVE HOGARTH]