LIGHTS OF CINCINNATI Scott Walker

LIGHTS OF CINCINNATI (MacAulay/Stephens) I remember still, I guess I always will That winters day I took the west bound flight, As I looked down from the plane You were standing in the rain, You waved

TIME OPERATOR Scott Walker

TIME OPERATOR (Semel/Walker) Moon breathin' in thru' my window Curtains are sighing dust of the day Still I'm not alone like all my neighbours say Chorus: Time Operator Take the time to

BOY CHILD Scott Walker

Take him away Through mirrors dark and blessed with cracks Through forgotten courtyards Where you used to search for youth Old gets a new life Reach out you can touch it's true He's not a shadow of

WHEN THE WORLD WAS YOUNG Scott Walker

WHEN THE WORLD WAS YOUNG(Gerard/Vannier/Mercer)It isn't by chance I happen to be A boulevard deer, the toast of ParisFor over the noise, the talk and the smoke I'm good for a laugh, a drink or a jokeI

THE GIRLS FROM THE STREETS Scott Walker

THE GIRLS FROM THE STREETS (Engel) Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes Surround the night of me Mustache large like smoke from his cigar Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound

SONS OF Scott Walker

SONS OF (Jouanest/Brel/Shuman) Sons of the thief, sons of the saint Who is the child with no complaint Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own The same sweet smiles,

WHAT ARE YOU DOING THE REST OF YOUR LIFE Scott Walker

WHAT ARE YOU DOING THE REST OF YOUR LIFE (Bergman/Bergman/Legrand) What are you doing the rest of your life?

LOSS OF LOVE Scott Walker

LOSS OF LOVE (Mancini/Merrill) Love is storm and wind, then tide All the tears your heart can hold But I look back after loss of love And find the days were gone I see only shattered skies

ANGELS OF ASHES Scott Walker

ANGELS OF ASHES (Engel) The Angels of Ashes will give back your passions Again and again Their light shafts will reach through the darkness and touch you my friend They'll fly in a mind

Rhymes Of Goodbye Scott Walker

The rhymes of a woman's, A river that never ends The Rhymes of Dimension, Surrounds us with fire and friends, And roaring through darkness, The Night children fly, I still hear them singing the rhymes

BEST OF BOTH WORLDS Scott Walker

BEST OF BOTH WORLDS (M.London/Dan Black) Best Of Both Worlds, That's what you want All your on way, That's not my way And I won't share you, I couldn't fare to It's time for you to choose Which

TRACK THREE Scott Walker

TRACK THREE (Scott Walker) Delayed in the headlong Resembled to breaking-point I swear you never slept at night when the growing is slow.

AMSTERDAM Scott Walker

AMSTERDAM (Brel/Shuman) In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sleeps While the riverbank

Next Scott Walker

Naked as sin, an army towel Covering my belly Some of us blush, somehow Knees turning to jelly Next, next I was still just a kid There were a hundred like me I followed a naked body A naked body follwed

THE RHYMES OF GOODBYE Scott Walker

THE RHYMES OF GOODBYE (Engel) I've come from far from chains, From metal and stone From makeshift designs, And seeking a star To grab for the truth, To keep myself warm I turn and it's gone

A Lover Loves Scott Walker

As the grossness of spring lolls its head against the window As the grossness of spring lolls its bloodied head Curare Curare Curare brogue cries from the street Curare Curare As the grossness of spring

ALL HIS CHILDREN Scott Walker

ALL HIS CHILDREN (Mancini/A&M Bergman) When you're standing alone With the mountain and the ski When the arms of the world open wide Well, the trick is that plain as a falling rain And you're

HERO OF THE WAR Scott Walker

HERO OF THE WAR (Engel) He's a hero of the war All the neighborhood is talkin' 'bout your son Mrs.

MONTAGUE TERRACE Scott Walker

the man upstairs His bloated belching figure stomps He may crash through the ceiling soon The window sees trees cry from cold And claw the moon But we know don't we And we'll dream won't we Of

Montague Terrace (In Blue) Scott Walker

Comes from the man upstairs His bloated belching figure stomps He may crash through the ceiling soon The window sees trees cry from cold And claw the moon But we know don't we And we'll dream won't we Of

WINDOWS OF THE WORLD Scott Walker

WINDOWS OF THE WORLD (Bacharach/David) The windows of the world are covered with rain Where is the sunshine we once knew Everybody knows when little children play They need a sunny day to grow

THE LOOK OF LOVE Scott Walker

THE LOOK OF LOVE (Bacharach/David) The look of love is in your eyes A look your smile can't disguise The look of love is saying so much more than words could ever say And what my heart has heard, well

We Could Be Flying Scott Walker

There's a few that comes in the spring A touch of hope, a new beginning Times racing by, I know But as it crossed my mind I thought we all would end up winning Love is rising like a summer sun Caught in

THE HILLS OF YESTERDAY Scott Walker

THE HILLS OF YESTERDAY (Webster/Mancini) Compass Music Ltd ___ Once we sprawled the hills of yesterday We were young on those hills those days Through the good times and bad My heart is very

The Escape Scott Walker

Halle halle halle Underkill sticks in gullets Overkill is personal too many bullets Rabbi crater keyed for action hits the marks I wish I was in Dixie Sleet switches silence to the shredding of

THAT NIGHT Scott Walker

touched and time stood still On that hill, on that night Your glances said 'begin' Begin this strange affair Your glances begged 'begin' And we loved sweetly there Time will pass, memories fade Of

DEALER Scott Walker

DEALER (Scott Walker) The windows are ringing shaking Night-nites for angels rattling throats up and down on a beam.

A FACE IN THE CROWD Scott Walker

We should be there together I've done moving alone Through the miles of miles of yesterday We're each of us a face in the crowd Now you and I can share all there is between 'hello' and 'goodbye'

SLEEPWALKERS WOMAN Scott Walker

SLEEPWALKERS WOMAN (Scott Walker) In the time of an exile from the jails of another where soundings are taken raw to his eyes.

LOW DOWN FREEDOM Scott Walker

That tomorrow should be one more thing I'm gonna leave behind Like them big wheels, I'll be rolling Like them rivers, I'm gonna flow to sea 'Cause I'd rather leave here knowing That I made a fool of

Brando (Feat. Sunn O)))) Scott Walker

Whip-poor-will Whip-poor-will Scissoring high, in the trees, A beating would do me a world of good Sneakin by Sneakin by I am down on my knees A beating would do me a world of good.

GET BEHIND ME Scott Walker

BEHIND ME It's the signs as we see them There's no thresholds at all There's no vows to be broken As we rise, or we fall There's no noise high above us As the moon turns in space Just the face of

RAWHIDE Scott Walker

RAWHIDE (Scott Walker) This is how you disappear out between midnight, called up under valleys of torches and stars.

MAN FROM RENO Scott Walker

follow A man from Reno Follow a man From Zurich Follow a man From Italy Can't follow A man with Brain grass Follow his long Long eye Gas Follow a man From Munich Running out Of

COUNTRY GIRL Scott Walker

nightingale could ever sing So plaintively as the country girl I was spellbound and curious Why such a sad song Perhaps love passed her by No hope for rainbows in the sky Maybe she held a memory Of

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI Scott Walker

THE BALLAD OF SACCO AND VANZETTI (Baez/Morricone) Father - yes, I am a prisoner Fear not, to relate my crime The crime is loving the forsaken Only silence is shame Blessed are the persecuted

A WOMAN LEFT LONELY Scott Walker

A WOMAN LEFT LONELY (Oldham/Penn) A woman left lonelywill soon grow tired of waiting and soon she'll do crazy thingson lonely occasions A simple conversationwith a new man, now and then makes

Jolson and Jones Scott Walker

A moving aria for a vanishing style of mind A noble debut tackling vertiginous demands Has absence ever sounded so eloquent so sad I doubt it With an arm across the torso Face on the nails

My Death Scott Walker

My death is like a swinging door a patient girl who knows the score whistle for her and the passing time My death waits like a bible truth at the funeral of my youth weep loud for that and the passing

ROSARY Scott Walker

ROSARY (Scott Walker) I'll string along I'll string along oo whaoo whaoo whaoo Come mornings my beads on a face A thread A thong oo whaoo whaoo whaoo We can save it We can change it

FUNERAL TANGO Scott Walker

Their hearts upon their sleeves Like a ten cent valentine The old women are there Too old to give a damn They've brought along the kids Who don't know who I am They're thinking about the price of

MY DEATH (LA MORT) Scott Walker

Eric Blau) (Music: Jacques Brel) My death is like a swinging door a patient girl who knows the score whistle for her and the passing time My death waits like a bible truth at the funeral of

TWO RAGGED SOLDIERS Scott Walker

fantasies There were meals in the missions for two frozen statues And long draughty sermons devouring their knees Sometimes passions in winter turn to cold soundless moments That teared in the eyes of

BLACK ROSE Scott Walker

Shaver) Way down in Virginia, 'mongst the tall-grown sugar cane Lived a simple-headed man and a diamond neck ta him And a rose of a different name Well, the first time I felt lightnin' I was standin

Mrs. Murphy Scott Walker

wearing Is it new Why, thank you Mr Wilson But I've had that same old dress about a year or two Upstairs in bed, the tall boy stretched just like a cat Put his hands behind his head And lay there thinking of

Psoriatic Scott Walker

She knows this room She can navigate it in the dark She entered the Palazzo at night by a side door to ascend in a lift to the upper floor She lies on the bed Looking up not yet seeing the signs of

WE CAME THROUGH Scott Walker

WE CAME THROUGH (Engel) We came through We came riding through like warriors from afar Our black horses danced upon the graves of yesterday's desires Haunted by our visions framed in fire I greet

THANKS FOR CHICAGO MR JAMES Scott Walker

' train And when you think on this Toy might forgive me then Thanks for Chicago Mr James And all the shiny suits And all the shiny names The things a country boy can't grace Without the look of

JEAN THE MACHINE Scott Walker

JEAN THE MACHINE (Semel/Walker) Whatever happened to Jean the machine She used to live down the hall from me And all the boys in the band Miss her so bad now Ain't it pitful She made her way

THE HOUSE SONG Scott Walker

THE HOUSE SONG (Bannard/Stookey) This house goes on sale every Wednesday mornin' It's taken off the market in the afternoon You can buy a part of it if you want too It's been good for, it'll be