Ink In The Well - A Conversation

Ghosts (Japan)

Ghosts
David Sylvian
Everything and Nothing Tour '01

Transcribed by Andrew (sakurahigh@frenziedsilence.com)

G#m       D#m       E         C#m(IV)   C#m(IX)   C#m7
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    134111     13421     231       13421    134111    131111

    B         F#m       A

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    134211    134111    134211


4/4

G#m    |  D#m    |  G#m    |  D#m    |

G#m       D#m
 When the room is quiet
G#m  D#m             E
 The daylight almost gone
    C#m(IV)       D#m       G#m      D#m
 It seems there's something I should know
G#m      D#m
 Well, I ought to leave
G#m      D#m           E
 But the rain it never stops
          C#m(IV) D#m   G#m      D#m    |  G#m    |  D#m    |
 And I've no particular place to go

C#m(IX) C#m7         B             C#m(IX) C#m7
         Just when I think I'm winning
          B
 When I've broken every door
F#m               G#m
 The ghosts of my life
          A       F#m     G#m
 Blow wilder than before
C#m(IX) C#m7         B               C#m(IX) C#m7
         Just when I thought I could not be  stopped
        B
 When my chance came to be king
F#m               G#m
 The ghosts of my life
          A           F#m   E
 Blew wilder than the wind

G#m    |  D#m    |  G#m    |  D#m    |

G#m        D#m
 Well, I'm feeling nervous
G#m    D#m         E
 Now I find myself alone
     C#m(IV) D#m      G#m     D#m
 The simple  life's no longer there
G#m    D#m    G#m
 Once I was so sure
         D#m             E
 Now the doubt inside my mind
 C#m(IV)   D#m      G#m  D#m       |  G#m    |  D#m    |
 Comes and goes but leads nowhere

C#m(IX) C#m7         B             C#m(IX) C#m7
         Just when I think I'm winning
          B
 When I've broken every door
F#m               G#m
 The ghosts of my life
          A       F#m     G#m
 Blow wilder than before
C#m(IX) C#m7         B               C#m(IX) C#m7
         Just when I thought I could not be  stopped
        B
 When my chance came to be king
F#m               G#m
 The ghosts of my life
           A           F#m   E    |  G#m    |  D#m    |
  Blew wilder than the wind

G#m    |  D#m    |  E    |  C#m(IV)  D#m    |

G#m    |  D#m    |  G#m    |  D#m    |

C#m(IX) C#m7         B             C#m(IX) C#m7
         Just when I think I'm winning
          B
 When I've broken every door
F#m               G#m
 The ghosts of my life
          A       F#m     G#m
 Blow wilder than before
C#m(IX) C#m7         B               C#m(IX) C#m7
         Just when I thought I could not be  stopped
        B
 When my chance came to be king
F#m               G#m
 The ghosts of my life
           A           F#m   E    |  G#m    |  D#m    |
  Blew wilder than the wind
G#m       D#m    |  G#m    |  D#m    |  G#m    ||
  Than the wind

When the room is quiet
The daylight almost gone
It seems there's something I should know
Well, I ought to leave
But the rain it never stops
And I've no particular place to go

Just when I think I'm winning
When I've broken every door
The ghosts of my life
Blow wilder than before
Just when I thought I could not be stopped
When my chance came to be king
The ghosts of my life
Blew wilder than the wind

Well, I'm feeling nervous
Now I find myself alone
The simple life's no longer there
Once I was so sure
Now the doubt inside my mind
Comes and goes, but leads nowhere

Ghosts (Japan)

This track is included because David himself said that Ghosts was the first track that indicated the new direction of his compositions after the Japan period.

Red Guitar

I recognise no method of living that I know
I see only the basic materials I may use

If you ask me, I may tell you
It's been this way for years

I play my red guitar
It's the devil in the flesh
It's the iron in my soul

I understand you're facing problems inside you
A certain difficulty of being that I know too

You may ask me why do I fail
Just when I'm needed

I play my red guitar
It's the devil in the flesh
It's the iron in my soul

If you ask me, I may tell you
It's been this way for years

September

Orpheus

Standing firm on this stony ground
The wind blows hard
Pulls these clothes around
I harbour all the same worries as most
The temptations to leave or to give up the ghost
I wrestle with an outlook on life
That shifts between darkness and shadowy light
I struggle with words for fear that they'll hear
But Orpheus sleeps on his back still dead to the world

Sunlight falls, my wings open wide
There's a beauty here I cannot deny
And bottles that tumble and crash on the stairs
Are just so many people I knew never cared
Down below on the wreck of the ship
Are a stronghold of pleasures I couldn't regret
But the baggage is swallowed up by the tide
As Orpheus keeps to his promise and stays by my side

Tell me, I've still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Believe me, when this joke is tired of laughing
I will hear the promise of my Orpheus sing

Sleepers sleep as we row the boat
Just you the weather and I gave up hope
But all of the hurdles that fell in our laps
Were fuel for the fire and straw for our backs
Still the voices have stories to tell
Of the power struggles in heaven and hell
But we feel secure against such mighty dreams
As Orpheus sings of the promise tomorrow may bring

Tell me, I've still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Please believe, when this joke is tired of laughing
I will hear the promise of my Orpheus sing

When Poets Dreamed Of Angels

She rises early from bed
Runs to the mirror
The bruises inflicted in moments of fury

He kneels beside her once more
Whispers a promise
"Next time I'll break every bone in your body"

And the well-wishers let the devil in
And if the river ran dry they'd deny it happening

As the card players deal their hands
From the bottom of te deck
Row upon row of feudal houses blown away
Medicine for the popular complaint

When the poets dreamed of Angels
What did they see?
History lined up in a flash at their backs

When the poets dreamed of Angels
What did they see?
The bishops and knights well placed to attack

When Poets Dreamed Of Angels

Fabulous track on Secrets of the Beehive.

Let The Happiness In

I'm waiting on the empty docks
Watching the ships come in
I'm waiting for the agony to stop
Oh, let the happiness in
I'm watching as the gulls all settle down
Upon the empty vessels
The faded whites of their wedding gowns
The songs of hopeless selflessness

The cold December Sun
A cold that blisters
The hands of a working man
Wasted

I'm waiting on the empty docks
Watching the ships roll in
I'm longing for the agony to stop
Oh, let the happiness in

Oh, let the happiness in

Listen to the waves against the rocks
I don't know where they've been
I'm waiting for the skies to open up
And let the happiness in

Oh, let the happiness in

Let The Happiness In

From Secrets Of the Beehive