It’s Getting Louder Tracks

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Released 13 October 1986 (7″ single), 1 September 2003 (CD single)

7″ single (SUMS1)/CD single (SUMS 1(CD))

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It's Getting Louder
Island

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
That 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

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

Tack Length
3.23

William Jones
voice, electric guitar

Greg Bone
acoustic guitar

Gordon Marshall
trumpet

Bruce Pearson
keyboards

Edwin Pearson
bass

Chris Wood
drums

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Island

I sleep with eyes wide open
I speak thoughts I know have never been spoken now

I dream in fifteen colours
I scream silently but over and over

Nothing to say
Nothing means nothing
Life go away
Life leave me something but

I can feel this world in motion
I can feel this world’s illusion
I can feel a world within me
I can feel this island spin me round

I try, I never reach there
I cry, intuition leading me nowhere

Nothing to do
Nothing to bound me
Life is untrue
Life all around me but

I can feel this world in motion
I can feel this world’s illusion
I can feel a world within me
I can feel this island spin me round

Living in an open space
Sitting in an empty place
Staring at a stranger’s face
Disappear without a trace

Nothing to say
Nothing means nothing
Life go away
Life leave me something but

I can feel this world in motion
I can feel this world’s illusion
I can feel a world within me
I can feel this island spin me round

Living in an open space
Sitting in an empty place
Staring at a stranger’s face
Disappear without a trace

Nothing to do
Nothing to bound me
Life is untrue
Life all around me but

I sleep with eyes wide open
I speak thoughts I know have never been spoken

Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

William Jones
voice, electric guitar

Greg Bone
acoustic guitar

Bruce Pearson
keyboards

Edwin Pearson
bass

Chris Wood
drums