In deepest hollow of our minds
A system failure left behind
And their necks crane
As they turn to pray for rain
And their necks crane
Dull residue of what once was
A shattered cloud of swirling doves
And their eyes change
As they learn to see through flames
And their necks crane
As they turn to pray for rain
And their eyes change
As they learn to see through flames
And their necks crane
As they turn to pray for rain
Drops on rocks fall fast and fleeting
Hearts and wings commence to beating
Woods unseen with all believing
Vision walls fall all receding
Vision walls fall all receding
Drops on rocks come fast and fleeting
Rhythm laws unleash their meaning
Usher us into the dreaming
Vision walls fall all receding
Hearts and wings commence to beating
All unending all completing
Vision walls fall fast and fleeting
Vision walls fall all revealing
Vision walls fall all revealing
Vision walls fall all revealing
Vision walls fall all revealing
In deepest hollow of our minds
A system failure left behind
Dull residue of what once was
A shattered cloud of swirling doves
And their eyes changed
As they learned to see through flames
And their necks craned
As they prayed for rain
Massive Attack - Heligoland Album Lyrics
Massive Attack - Heligoland Lyrics
Writer: BABATUNDE OMOROGA ADEBIMPE, ROBERT DEL NAJA, GRANTLEY EVAN MARSHALL, NEIL JAMES DAVIDGE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Babel
Say it was your babel
Say it was my babel
It was my babel
Tell all people
Now you know it's over rolling off her shoulder
You can take a ladder to the shadows and forget
Was it how she kissed you and then dismissed you
Was it purposeful and was it just to hook you in
Hallucinating, chasing, changing, racing
Breaking, hating till you lost it all
Where was your girlfriend, he was not your man
Where you were going, you're on your own
He was quick to burning
He was slow to learning
Though inside your misty
He still kissed her when she cried
And did your best to please her
And then get up and leave her
You befriended the harsh way it ended now sleep tight
Say it was my babel
It was my babel
Tell all people
Now you know it's over rolling off her shoulder
You can take a ladder to the shadows and forget
Was it how she kissed you and then dismissed you
Was it purposeful and was it just to hook you in
Hallucinating, chasing, changing, racing
Breaking, hating till you lost it all
Where was your girlfriend, he was not your man
Where you were going, you're on your own
He was quick to burning
He was slow to learning
Though inside your misty
He still kissed her when she cried
And did your best to please her
And then get up and leave her
You befriended the harsh way it ended now sleep tight
Writer: Grantley Evan Marshall, Martina Topley-Bird, Neil Davidge, Robert Del Naja
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Splitting The Atom
The baby was born
Nettles and Ferns
The evening it chokes
The candle it burns
This disguise covers
Bitter lies
Repeating the joke
The meaning it dies
Pass me a coat I'm not afraid to leave
I'm letting you know
I know what you need
I'll turn you around
This beautiful town
And then you'll believe it when your eyes then deceive you
Its easy, dont let it go
Its easy, dont let it go
Its easy, dont let it go
Don't Lose It
Its getting colder outside
Your rented space
They shadow box and they
Paper chase
It never stops
And we'll never learn
No hope without dope
The jobless return
The bankers have bailed
The mighty retreat
The pleasure it fails
At the end of the week
You take it or leave
Or what you receive
To what you receive
Is eternited leave
Its easy, dont let it go
Its easy, dont let it go
Its easy, dont let it go
Don't lose it
Incandescent light at doors
In adolescent menopause
In little clicks you got the music stops
The needle sticks and the penny drops
The summer's gone before you know
The muffled drums of relentless flow
You're looking at stars that give you Vertigo
The sun's still burning and dust will blow
Honey scars I'll keep you near
Our blood is gold nothing to fear
We killed the time and I love you dear
A kiss of wine we'll disappear
The last of the last particles
Divisible invisible
The last of the last particles
Divisible invisible
Nettles and Ferns
The evening it chokes
The candle it burns
This disguise covers
Bitter lies
Repeating the joke
The meaning it dies
Pass me a coat I'm not afraid to leave
I'm letting you know
I know what you need
I'll turn you around
This beautiful town
And then you'll believe it when your eyes then deceive you
Its easy, dont let it go
Its easy, dont let it go
Its easy, dont let it go
Don't Lose It
Its getting colder outside
Your rented space
They shadow box and they
Paper chase
It never stops
And we'll never learn
No hope without dope
The jobless return
The bankers have bailed
The mighty retreat
The pleasure it fails
At the end of the week
You take it or leave
Or what you receive
To what you receive
Is eternited leave
Its easy, dont let it go
Its easy, dont let it go
Its easy, dont let it go
Don't lose it
Incandescent light at doors
In adolescent menopause
In little clicks you got the music stops
The needle sticks and the penny drops
The summer's gone before you know
The muffled drums of relentless flow
You're looking at stars that give you Vertigo
The sun's still burning and dust will blow
Honey scars I'll keep you near
Our blood is gold nothing to fear
We killed the time and I love you dear
A kiss of wine we'll disappear
The last of the last particles
Divisible invisible
The last of the last particles
Divisible invisible
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, GRANTLEY MARSHALL, NEIL JAMES DAVIDGE, ROBERT DEL NAJA
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Girl I Love You
Girl I love you but your loving has gone forever
Gonna miss you but my love has gone forever
I say I love you but your loving has gone forever
Gonna miss you but my love has gone forever
Girl I'm back in Spanish town, ain't no trouble coming around
You promise you will never let me down
If you love me that much you will stick around
It's hard to tell that your love exist
But I know this one is for real
Girl I love you but your loving has gone forever
Forever
Gonna miss you but my love has gone forever
I say I love you but your loving has gone forever
Gonna miss you but my love has gone forever
Girl I'm back in Spanish town, ain't no trouble coming around
You promise you will never let me down
If you love me that much you will stick around
It's hard to tell that your love exist
But I know this one is for real
Girl I love you but your loving has gone forever
Forever
Writer: HORACE KEITH HINDS, ROBERT DEL NAJA, NEIL DAVIDGE, GRANTLEY EVAN MARSHALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Psyche
I'm looking for you in the woods tonight, I'm looking
Looking for you in my flashlight, I'm searching
From in the high or down the ocean
And I face myself in reason
Gain the wolf
Gain the wolf
Conjure me as a child
Slipping down a webside
Stretch up I cannot reach him
Jumping up they drag him from the water
I watch them march him into life
I watch them take him from the pale
Into the sky for your eagle eye
The sun seeds a sickle and a scythe
Ridicule they won't allow
Quench abuse and let love flower
Rip the cage out of your chest
Let the chaos rule the rest
Show without showing
What you know without knowing
Twigs snap eye / I catch no canoe only you and me
Alone on the old tea hope sea
Dissolving who we are
Call out for yesterdays destiny come
We're on a foreign shore
It was your mark of falling
I was the car still running
And will you call and be assured for life
And if you feel it you will fly
The sun should have been with me
When I was set to fall in
As I was set to fall in [x12]
Looking for you in my flashlight, I'm searching
From in the high or down the ocean
And I face myself in reason
Gain the wolf
Gain the wolf
Conjure me as a child
Slipping down a webside
Stretch up I cannot reach him
Jumping up they drag him from the water
I watch them march him into life
I watch them take him from the pale
Into the sky for your eagle eye
The sun seeds a sickle and a scythe
Ridicule they won't allow
Quench abuse and let love flower
Rip the cage out of your chest
Let the chaos rule the rest
Show without showing
What you know without knowing
Twigs snap eye / I catch no canoe only you and me
Alone on the old tea hope sea
Dissolving who we are
Call out for yesterdays destiny come
We're on a foreign shore
It was your mark of falling
I was the car still running
And will you call and be assured for life
And if you feel it you will fly
The sun should have been with me
When I was set to fall in
As I was set to fall in [x12]
Writer: ROBERT DEL NAJA, MARTINA TOPLEY-BIRD, NEIL DAVIDGE, GRANTLEY EVAN MARSHALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Flat Of The Blade
I'm not good in a crowd,
I got skills I can't speak of
Things I've seen will chase me
To the grave
I'm not good in a crowd,
I got skills I can't speak of
Over there
Things that I've seen
Will chase me to the grave
Led with your hands tied
Fetters and flies
You stumble the dunes
Complain to the moon
Backs to the wheel
There's granite to shove
Take it
They give it
So rivet for rivet
I will pilfer my family a bulletproof love
How does it feel
The weight of the steel?
The weight of the steel
The flat of the blade
How does it feel
To kneel at defeat?
To kneel at defeat
At the choices you make
I'm not good in a crowd,
I got skills I can't speak of
Things I've seen will chase me
To the grave
Backs to the wheel
There's granite to shove
Take it
They give it
And rivet for rivet
I will build for my family a bulletproof love
I got skills I can't speak of
Things I've seen will chase me
To the grave
I'm not good in a crowd,
I got skills I can't speak of
Over there
Things that I've seen
Will chase me to the grave
Led with your hands tied
Fetters and flies
You stumble the dunes
Complain to the moon
Backs to the wheel
There's granite to shove
Take it
They give it
So rivet for rivet
I will pilfer my family a bulletproof love
How does it feel
The weight of the steel?
The weight of the steel
The flat of the blade
How does it feel
To kneel at defeat?
To kneel at defeat
At the choices you make
I'm not good in a crowd,
I got skills I can't speak of
Things I've seen will chase me
To the grave
Backs to the wheel
There's granite to shove
Take it
They give it
And rivet for rivet
I will build for my family a bulletproof love
Writer: ROBERT DEL NAJA, GUY EDWARD JOHN GARVEY, NEIL DAVIDGE, GRANTLEY EVAN MARSHALL, DAMON ALBARN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Paradise Circus
[ Featuring Hope Sandoval ]
It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm
We can roll ourselves over 'cause we're uncomfortable
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip
Love is like a sin, my love
For the ones that feel it the most
Look at her with her eyes like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again
It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm
We can roll ourselves over when we're uncomfortable
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip
Love is like a sin, my love
For the one that feels it the most
Look at her with a smile like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again
Writer: Daniel Jonathan Brown, Stewart Neville Jackson, Grantley Evan Marshall, Robert Del Naja, Hope Sandoval
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Rush Minute
I wanna be clean but I gotta get high
...It's good to be here so hard to come by...
You bring pain cause you got game...
And needles and pins a man can't take
...Peaches living in niches
...Digging the scene like beautiful cliches
...From these shapes of a gangster lean
...Ignoring wars on gasoline
...Our god's ?? and made to get high
...God's left hand wasn't made to get by...
Got more highs left in me
...And there's more room in recovery...
From evil ?? that strip all chrome
...From Marshall Amps into broken homes...
And borstal blues to countless clicks
...That rhythm sticks to those classic cheques...
Steal your tears and drown your fears
...All is clear in a glass of beer
...Peaches living in niches...
Digging the scene like beautiful cliches...
You fill me with endorphins...
And you star in magazines...
We draw liquor from the mattress springs
...It ain't over til the last bell rings...
Got more highs you and me...
And deluxe rooms in recovery
...It's good to be here so hard to come by...
You bring pain cause you got game...
And needles and pins a man can't take
...Peaches living in niches
...Digging the scene like beautiful cliches
...From these shapes of a gangster lean
...Ignoring wars on gasoline
...Our god's ?? and made to get high
...God's left hand wasn't made to get by...
Got more highs left in me
...And there's more room in recovery...
From evil ?? that strip all chrome
...From Marshall Amps into broken homes...
And borstal blues to countless clicks
...That rhythm sticks to those classic cheques...
Steal your tears and drown your fears
...All is clear in a glass of beer
...Peaches living in niches...
Digging the scene like beautiful cliches...
You fill me with endorphins...
And you star in magazines...
We draw liquor from the mattress springs
...It ain't over til the last bell rings...
Got more highs you and me...
And deluxe rooms in recovery
Writer: ROBERT DEL NAJA, NEIL DAVIDGE, GRANTLEY EVAN MARSHALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Saturday Come Slow
Slow songs on Saturday
Are just better when we've got each other
Sunsets, they don't matter
When our eyes, they cross, in this weather
Tonight I'm gonna be alive for one last time
Forget your paper and pen
'Cause this is what dreams are made of
Slow songs on Saturday
Are good even when the days are leaving
You can bet I'll be stealing that look in your eyes
'Cause you don't need it
As much as me, I'm a sad excuse for a soul
'Cause when we say goodbye
I never want you to go
It's not like I'm asking for forever
Just for now, 'til whenever
Slow songs on Saturday
Are what I need when it's rained all week
'Cause the clouds came down and kept me in
My door stayed shut, the windows wouldn't bend
So I painted you some sunsets on my walls
You should really come see them
They're just for you kid
Yeah I painted you sunsets
On a white wall canvas
Yeah, they're just for you kid
This one's for you
Are just better when we've got each other
Sunsets, they don't matter
When our eyes, they cross, in this weather
Tonight I'm gonna be alive for one last time
Forget your paper and pen
'Cause this is what dreams are made of
Slow songs on Saturday
Are good even when the days are leaving
You can bet I'll be stealing that look in your eyes
'Cause you don't need it
As much as me, I'm a sad excuse for a soul
'Cause when we say goodbye
I never want you to go
It's not like I'm asking for forever
Just for now, 'til whenever
Slow songs on Saturday
Are what I need when it's rained all week
'Cause the clouds came down and kept me in
My door stayed shut, the windows wouldn't bend
So I painted you some sunsets on my walls
You should really come see them
They're just for you kid
Yeah I painted you sunsets
On a white wall canvas
Yeah, they're just for you kid
This one's for you
Writer: DAMON ALBARN, DANIEL JONATHAN BROWN, GRANTLEY EVAN MARSHALL, ROBERT DEL NAJA, STEWART NEVILLE JACKSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Atlas Air
Yes shall we take a spin again in business
This time is fixed lets sweeten our facilities
It took all the man in me
To be the dog you wanted me to be
Shall we take a spin again no witnesses
This time is fixed seven three seven is
You won't feel a thing
Begging until you give it up insane
Fish like little silver knives
Make the cuts on my inside
Yeah let him feast my heart is big
My heart is big, my blood will slide in metal studs
Tourniquet will hold its groove
Tourniquet will keep its grip
It took all the man in me
To be the dog you wanted me to be
Yeah let him feast my heart is big
My heart is big, my blood will slide
You let him feast my heart is big
My heart is big, my blood will slide
Got nothing to lose but my chains
Internet feats on my brains
Head in the sand, feet in the clay
And time is still like grease it slips
Sucking in, spit in pips
Just spitting pips
Nothing to lose but my chains
Internet beats on my brains
Head in the sand, feet in the clay
A place to piece, a place to pray
?
This gun of smoke is slaying me
And time is still like grease it slips
Suck it in, spit in pips
Yeah spit in pips
My heart was big and like my pride
Let them feast on my insides
And when the filled had spilled its guts
Gently open then it shuts
I'm in the hole
Three thousand days
A buried soul
They live the dream
In terminal
No war too mean
I know the drill
Got cells to burn
I'm dressed to kill
A mortal coil
And time is still
On secret soil
Yeah pay the bills
Cells to burn
Mouths to fill
On Boeing jets
In the sunset make glowing threats
This time is fixed lets sweeten our facilities
It took all the man in me
To be the dog you wanted me to be
Shall we take a spin again no witnesses
This time is fixed seven three seven is
You won't feel a thing
Begging until you give it up insane
Fish like little silver knives
Make the cuts on my inside
Yeah let him feast my heart is big
My heart is big, my blood will slide in metal studs
Tourniquet will hold its groove
Tourniquet will keep its grip
It took all the man in me
To be the dog you wanted me to be
Yeah let him feast my heart is big
My heart is big, my blood will slide
You let him feast my heart is big
My heart is big, my blood will slide
Got nothing to lose but my chains
Internet feats on my brains
Head in the sand, feet in the clay
And time is still like grease it slips
Sucking in, spit in pips
Just spitting pips
Nothing to lose but my chains
Internet beats on my brains
Head in the sand, feet in the clay
A place to piece, a place to pray
?
This gun of smoke is slaying me
And time is still like grease it slips
Suck it in, spit in pips
Yeah spit in pips
My heart was big and like my pride
Let them feast on my insides
And when the filled had spilled its guts
Gently open then it shuts
I'm in the hole
Three thousand days
A buried soul
They live the dream
In terminal
No war too mean
I know the drill
Got cells to burn
I'm dressed to kill
A mortal coil
And time is still
On secret soil
Yeah pay the bills
Cells to burn
Mouths to fill
On Boeing jets
In the sunset make glowing threats
Writer: ROBERT DEL NAJA, NEIL DAVIDGE, JOHN MALVERN BAGGOTT, GRANTLEY EVAN MARSHALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Heligoland is the fifth studio album by English electronic music duo Massive Attack, released on 8 February 2010 by Virgin Records.
Named after a German archipelago, it was their first studio album in seven years, following 100th Window (2003).
It has been certified Gold by the British Phonographic Industry (BPI).
Performed By:
Massive AttackNamed after a German archipelago, it was their first studio album in seven years, following 100th Window (2003).
It has been certified Gold by the British Phonographic Industry (BPI).
Genre(s): Electronica, trip hop, alternative dance, Chill
Producer(s): Robert Del Naja, Neil Davidge, Grant Marshall
Length: 53:05
Released: February 8th, 2010
Year: 2010