Lyrics: Invisible Men

 

Sally (Written in 1981)

29 in Highgate, P.R. Queen
So socially unattainable
Down the line in Balham Johnny's keen
Pursuing the unobtainable
I said Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's spinning you like a circus wheel.
 
By moonlight, scheming all his moves
Detectives at her heels
 
Sally, what's your game?
What are you trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I can't take my eyes off you.
 
Tea with Princes, dinner with the stars
She's cool amongst High Society
Johnny takes her to a wimpy bar
And acts with perfect sobriety
I said Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's spinning you like a circus wheel.
 
Call the Airforce, call the C.I.A.
She won't escape this time 

Sally, what's your game?
What are you trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I can't take my eyes off you.
 
Taking off for ten weeks on the Nile
The Nights will be rich with mystery
Johnny's swimming with the crocodiles
But he's gonna teach her some history
I said Hey, you, up in the clouds
She's spinning you like a circus wheel.
 
He's in the gym, he's on the driving range
It's make or break this time.
 
Sally, what's your game?
What are you trying to do?
Sally, I'm miles away
I can't take my eyes off you.

 
Lyrics written by Anthony Phillips
EMI Music Publishing Ltd.  Reproduced by permission.

 

Guru (Written in 1981)

Well here she comes through the trees
In her saffron robes and dangling beads
She's a special child, touching the Holy Sea
Where white no longer is pure
And red, the colour of the cure.
 
In San Francisco she lights a flame
And in Brazilian bars they chant his name
She's a special child who's playing the God-find game
Where white no longer is pure
And red the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away.
 
I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
 
No more family, no more friends
No expectations now, no bitter ends
For she's a special child, with a castle she must defend
Where white no longer is pure
And red the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away.
 
I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
 
Well, it's over now, I think I know
We tried to work it out, someone let go
I've got a special place, your bridge to the outside world
Where white no longer is pure
And red the colour of the cure
They're taking your name away.
 
I don't want your guru
I don't need your paradise
I love you for what you are
Perfection's not mine
 
Lyrics written by Anthony Phillips
EMI Music Publishing Ltd.  Reproduced by permission.

 

My Time Has Come (Written in 1982)

Dust drew down the desert night
Stallions kick and moan.
All along the ridge the stormy light
Assailing the fortresses of stone
Father Eli took his watch
His keen eyes fixed right into the sky.
Daybreak found his chair was rocking still
No message could anyone find
 
Yena had a secret dream,
To touch the stuccoed stars.
From the deep of snow-enchanted woods,
He called them from afar
Hunters by the Deadman's Spit
All struck dumb, the forest crowned in flame
The dragon rose into the burning air
Then everything lay still again - and so it's
 
Oh, my time has come,
I never hoped for something quite like this
 
Shadows in the creeping mist
The dark beams circled close,
Baronesses played a hand of whist
Unseeing, the monolithic host
Meters racing, dials jammed,
The heat sears, the metals twists and tears
They're all out on Pan Am 109
The giants melted into thin air...oh hear me
 
Oh, my time has come,
I never hoped for something quite like this.
Oh, I wait in the night
 
I'd packed my bags by ten past six
Subscriptions paid and sent
Through the fields to the landing strip
I'll always wonder what you meant
Diamonds dancing, mountains shake
Wind bellows, the valley struck with gold,
With my photo of the Prince of Wales,
I might not get back till you're old - and hear it
 
Oh, my time has come,
I never hoped for something quite like this. 



Lyrics written by Anthony Phillips
EMI Music Publishing Ltd.  Reproduced by permission.


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