Let’s Get Away From It All Tracks

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Released 20 June 1988 (LP), 9 November 1992 (CD)

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Let's Get Away From It All

A summer day
The city heat is killing me
I couldn’t stay
Another moment here but

We could be a thousand miles away, anywhere
We could leave a thousand times a day, everywhere

Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all

I couldn’t say
As if it ever mattered how
But every day
I see you all around me

Now I think of nothing at all, except you
Now I dream of no-one else at all, only you

Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all

Another year
As if it’s just another day
However near
You’re always far too far but

Stay with me and never let me go, for ever
Worlds away from all I ever know, together

Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all

Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all
Let’s get away from it all

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
2.59

William Jones
voice, electric guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
trumpet, keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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Far And Away

Far far and away the best days
Of our life we still recall
Nothing to say anyway
All we used to do was

Fall in the waterfall
Float away and never care at all

Time time and again we would end
This affair that we’d begun
Only intend to be friends
All we used to do was

Run where the rivers run
Hide on the mountainside
Burn in the summer sun
Ride on the ebbing tide all right

Say what I should be saying
Feel what I could be feeling
Stay where I should be staying
Here when I could be far away

Up up and away, never stay
In a life of childhood games
Never betray yesterday
In another world I’m

Saving myself for you
Though I see you everywhere
However old it’s always new
However long I’ll still be there oh yeah

Years after the years we were here
We return each summertime
Shedding our fears and our tears
Fall like cherry blossom

We’ve come far from where we started
Seems like only yesterday
Feels as though we’d never parted
Only waiting till you say okay

Say what I should be saying
Feel what I could be feeling
Stay where I should be staying
Here when I could be far away

Say what I should be saying
Feel what I could be feeling
Stay where I should be staying
Here when I could be far away and away and away and away …

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
3.45

William Jones
voice, acoustic guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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Falling

Everything I say
Everything I do can fall apart
Every single day
Every night I make another start

And when I feel it coming
And when I think of something
And when I’m doing nothing
And when I try to run

I’m falling
And I’m falling through the air
And I’m falling
And I’m falling everywhere and never care

Making up my mind
Making a decision yet again
Taking what I find
Staying in control till you say

When I feel I’m hesitating
When I feel my heart is racing
When I feel the time I’m taking
When I feel my legs just shake

I’m falling
And I’m falling through the air
And I’m falling
And I’m falling everywhere and never care

I could tell you something that would make you notice
I could tell you something that would make you care
I can think of nothing that would make a difference
I can tell you nothing when you’re never there

Feel the way I do
Everything I touch can turn to gold
When I look at you
Anything can make my blood run cold

I only know this madness
I never show this sadness
I only feel this gladness
I only feel so bad

I’m falling
And I’m falling through the air
And I’m falling
And I’m falling everywhere and never care

All that ever mattered was the colour of your hair
All I ever wanted was whatever wasn’t there
All that ever happened was another waste of time
All you ever wanted was whatever you could find

Why I ever cared
Why it ever mattered I don’t know
How I ever dared
Now I see you everywhere I go

And now the weather’s changing
And now my will is failing
And now my body’s waking
And now the summer rain is

Falling
And I’m falling through the air
And I’m falling
And I’m falling everywhere
And I’m falling
And I’m falling through the air
And I’m falling
And I’m falling everywhere and never care

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
4.03

William Jones
voice, electric guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
trumpet, keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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The Deserter

I arrived on Easter Day
In valour and in vain
A field of blood and rain
A harvest of tears and pain

Christ I can’t believe my eyes
I prayed I’d soon be dead
The voices in my head
Are telling me run instead

And I held out my hand
Fired and I stared as they fell to the ground

I turned away
I might have been dreaming
I couldn’t say
No telling right from wrong
One endless day
And far from the screaming
I was gone
And never would return
And never would return
And never would return again

I covered up my eyes
I covered up my face
My heart began to race
I’m out into open space

And I ran till I fell
Crawled till I just couldn’t take any more

Sunrise appeared
Mist swirling around me
I couldn’t tell
But shadows caught my eye
I raised my head
Saw I was surrounded
I was tried
And sentenced where I lay
I’d never see the day
And never feel the shame

I heard the gun shot

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
3.17

William Jones
voice, acoustic guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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Every Summer

Whenever I think of you it’s through a summer haze
Whenever I dream of you it’s sky blue
Wherever I look I see your half-forgotten face

Chase her through the trees
Feel the summer breeze through the window
Open up your eyes and she’s gone now

I feel it in the air
I feel it everywhere
Never let it go till it’s over
Here we go again
Round and round again
Here it comes again
Every summer

Darker now
Fading into autumn
Lighter now
Winter turning into spring

And every year it’s just like turning back again
However I try I can’t resist it
As if I could every find the way that we were then

Happens anywhere
A heart is only there to be broken
Find the hidden door and it’s open

I feel it in the air
I feel it everywhere
Never let it go till it’s over
Here we go again
Round and round again
Here it comes again
Every summer

Far away
Shifting out of focus
Clear today
Moving into view again

I feel it in the air
I feel it everywhere
Never let it go till it’s over
Here we go again
Round and round again
Here it comes again
Every summer

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
3.29

William Jones
voice, acoustic guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
trumpet, keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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Breaking Away

Living in a frozen wasteland
This place has become my home
Living on a promise built on sand
This ghost town is all I have known

All that I believe
All that I hold dear
Should I take my leave
Or stay and watch it disappear?

Breaking away
Out of a life I never really knew at all
Get away
Into a world I’ve never been before
And I want to stay exactly as I am
And I’d rather stay exactly where I am

Getting on a train at midnight
My friends are all long since gone
How can I be sure that I am right
Where five hundred thousand are wrong?

Scattered by the wind
Battered by the storm
Give up everything
Or stay where I am safe and warm

Breaking away
Out of a life I never really knew at all
Get away
Into a world I’ve never been before
And I want to exactly as I am
And I’d rather stay exactly where I am

Stranded on a desert island
Heading for a far horizon
Where I will think of you all

Looking at it through a child’s eyes
I’m glad to have grown up here
Looking at it from the other side
The time to move on’s getting near

Nothing more to give
Nothing left to learn
Stay where I once lived
Or stand aside and watch it burn

Breaking away
Out of a life I never really knew at all
Get away
Into a world I’ve never been before
And I want to stay exactly as I am
And I’d rather stay exactly where I am
And I wonder just exactly who I am

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
4.58

William Jones
voice, acoustic guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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Burning Bridges

When you lay down your life
In the far fields of sorrow
And you pray through the night
And you see no tomorrow any more

When the pain never hurts
God and faith, king and country
When you crawl through the dirt
When you climb from the trenches
Then you die every minute of the day

In a world of your own
In a place you remember
Where the work has all gone
In a land fit for heroes
There’s a new order coming in its place

Guns away, run away
Come away, get away from here today
Run away, come away
Get away from here today

In the depths of the town
In the heart of the city
With the lights going down
When they strike without pity
We must hide all our privilege away

Run away, come away
Hide away, get away from here today
Come away, hide away
Get away from here today
Never go, never know
Never so afraid as now
Never go, never know
Never so afraid as now

When they crawl through the streets
Like a new model army
Out of sight, out of reach
When they kill without mercy
And we hide in our doorway till it ends
And the pain in your body never mends
And we’re still burning bridges in the end

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
3.57

William Jones
voice, acoustic guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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Many Places

There where I belong
Far away, long ago
One long lost home
Secret past, I don’t know

Far beyond the hills
Far across the water
Through the deepest fields
Far beyond the roads that brought me here

Up in the clouds
Spinning round, upside down
Shouting out aloud
Echoes sound, all around

Where the journey ends
There the journey started
Every day I spend
Leads me ways so long departed

Fading away, never stay
Where my heart is longing
Time floating by, only find
Distant years returning
I’ve climbed the hills and
I’ve seen the valleys
I’ll live in many places
And die where I was born

Where the skies are clear
Where the bells are ringing
Where the sea is near
Where the trees and birds are singing

Fading away, never stay
Where my heart is longing
Time floating by, only find
Distant years returning
I’ve climbed the hills and
I’ve seen the valleys
I’ll live in many places
And die where I was born

There where I belong
Far away, long ago
One long lost home
Secret past, I don’t know

And in my end
Is my beginning
Years that I spend
Never start and never finish

Fading away, never stay
Where my heart is longing
Time floating by, only find
Distant years returning
I’ve climbed the hills and
I’ve seen the valleys
I’ll live in many places
And die where I was born

Fading away, never stay
Where my heart is longing
Time floating by, only find
Distant years returning
I’ve climbed the hills and
I’ve seen the valleys
I’ll live in many places
And die where I was born

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
5.22

William Jones
voice, electric guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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Nothing Matters

Day after day
I live inside an empty room
For all I say
The end is never too soon

Break down the door
Walk through the walls

Nothing matters till it’s over
Nothing makes the time go faster
Nothing changes, only faces
Nothing’s ever just the same again

For all my tears
I’m just an ordinary man
Through all the years
It gets more than I can stand

Shout down the hall
Fall through the floor

Nothing matters till it’s over
Nothing makes the time go faster
Nothing changes, only faces
Nothing’s ever just the same again

Please don’t tell me any more
Than I already know
Don’t tell me till you’re sure
It’s time to let it go

And in the end
It’s only tenderness that dies
Wounds never mend
Turn into hatred and lies

Draw down the blinds
Turn on the fires

Nothing matters till it’s over
Nothing makes the time go faster
Nothing changes, only faces
Nothing’s ever just the same again but

Nothing matters till it’s over
Nothing makes the time go faster
Nothing changes, only faces
Nothing’s ever just the same again

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
4.38

William Jones
voice, acoustic & electric guitar

Jo Spayne
electric guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
trumpet, keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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It's Getting Louder

I never say
I think of nothing else
On any day
I could betray myself

I never spend
I only waste what’s mine
I never lend
When I can borrow time

I’m staring into space
I’m hiding in disgrace
I cover up my face
I leave this lonely place

It’s getting louder
I feel it ringing in my head
It’s getting nearer
It’s like a stranger in my bed

For every word
To pass unspoken by
For every dream
That’s left unbroken

I can count a thousand times
Can read a thousand lines
Can see a thousand signs
Which say the blame is mine

It’s getting louder
I feel it ringing in my head
It’s getting nearer
It’s like a stranger in my bed
It’s getting harder
I can’t go anywhere alone
It’s getting darker
I feel it raining in my room

Now I’m standing on my head
I’m lying in my bed
Believing what I said
I close my eyes instead

It’s getting louder
I feel it ringing in my head
It’s getting nearer
It’s like a stranger in my bed
It’s getting harder
I can’t go anywhere alone
It’s getting darker
I feel it raining in my room

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
3.21

William Jones
voice, electric guitar

Jo Spayne
acoustic guitar

Peter Maude
bass

Stewart Moffat
trumpet, keyboards

Graeme Robinson
drums

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