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SHINE: THE BEST OF THE EARLY YEARS

Album Cover text reads David Gray Shine The best of the early years

Released: March 2007

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SHINE: THE BEST OF THE EARLY YEARS

  • 1. Shine (4:33)

    I can see it in your eyes
    What I know in my heart is true
    That our love it has faded
    Like the summer run through
    So we’ll walk down the shoreline
    One last time together
    Feel the wind blow our wanderin’ hearts
    Like a feather

    But who knows what’s waiting
    In the wings of time
    Dry your eyes
    We’re gonna go where we can shine

    Don’t be hiding in sorrow
    Or clinging to the past
    With your beauty so precious
    And the season so fast

    No matter how cold the horizon appear
    Or how far the first night
    When I held you near
    We’re gonna rise from these ashes like a bird of flame

    Take my hand
    Were gonna go where we can shine

    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
    Na-na-na-na-na-na-na

    Shine

    For all that we struggle
    For all we pretend
    You know it don’t come down to nothing
    Except love in the end

    And ours is a road that is strewn with goodbyes
    But as it unfolds, as it all unwinds
    Remember your soul is the one thing
    You can’t compromise

    Step out of the shadow
    We’re gonna go where we can shine
    We’re gonna go where we can shine
    We’re gonna go where we can shine

    (And look, and look and look and look)
    Through the windows of midnight
    Moonfoam and silver
  • 2. Late Night Radio (3:53)

    Oh Mary Jane
    She step on a train
    Head for the city lights
    Yearning inside
    To swim with the tide
    and taste it, alright
    Bag on her shoulder
    Breathing the cold
    There by the metal tracks
    She saw it all shine
    And swore in her mind
    Shed never go back

    And she don’t mind the late night
    Late night radio
    She don’t mind the late night radio
    She don’t mind the late night
    Late night radio
    Na na

    Couldn’t have dreamed
    The things that she seen
    There on the avenue
    She stared right into a million eyes
    That looked her right through
    Telling red Joe
    The places shed go
    And wiping the table clean
    She got no idea
    The demon of fear
    Or what a broken heart mean

    And she don’t mind the late night
    Late night radio
    She don’t mind the late night radio
    She don’t mind the late night
    Late night radio
    Na na na na na not at all
    Na na na na na not at all

    Na na na na na not at all
    Na na na na na not at all
    Na na na na na not at all
    Na na na na na not at all
    Na na

    New York was dark
    Dirty and stark
    Burning with yellow wings
    Everyday come
    With fever and hum
    Who knows what it brings
    Walking a wall
    Without a thought
    To fall and hit the ground
    Sweet Mary Jane
    With eyes like the rain
    Alive to the sound

    And she don’t mind the late night
    Late night radio
    She don’t mind the late night radio
    She don’t mind the late night
    Late night radio

    She don’t mind the late night
    Late night radio
    She don’t mind the late night radio
    She don’t mind the late night
    Late night radio
    Na na na na
  • 3. Coming Down (6:15)

    Tears falling slow
    From the bridge into the river below
    In your eyes, I start to see
    A starry veil, the ocean of infinity

    Moon and stars above me
    Mingle with the blood
    Inside my vein
    Empty arms that should be
    Holding you close
    Through nights of winter rain
    I’m trying to spell
    What only the wind can explain
    It’s colder than ever
    Coming down

    I’ drowning in shallows
    Cos it’s in so deep
    There’s neon melting in the rain
    Took too much powder to sleep

    Cos when I hold you naked
    When I hear you laugh
    I got a sword to stem the rivers
    And cut the moon in half

    Frozen stars above me
    Mingle with the blood
    Inside my vein
    Empty arms that should be
    Holding you close
    Through nights of winter rain
    I’m trying to spell
    What only the wind can explain
    It’s colder than ever
    Coming down

    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down

    We danced wild
    Kicked off our shoes
    Not a cloud
    In the skies to confuse
    But now the sky is cold
    And the sea is wide
    And there’s nothing to be done
    ‘Cept reflecting the sun
    And scratching the mountainside

    Frozen stars above me
    Mingle with the blood
    Inside my vein
    Empty arms that should be
    Holding you close
    Through nights of winter rain
    And I’m trying to spell
    What only the wind can explain
    It’s colder than ever
    Coming down

    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down
    Coming down
  • 4. Birds Without Wings (4:50)

    Wishing that something would happen
    A change in this place
    Cos I’m tearing off the fancy wrapping
    Find an empty package
    Take for a while, your trumpet from your lip
    Loosen your hold, loosen your grip
    On your old ways that have fallen out of step
    In a changing time

    Hoist a new flag
    Hoist a new flag

    Angry sun burn down
    Judging us all
    Guilty of neglect and disrespect
    And thinking small

    And death by boredom
    And death by greed
    If we can’t stop taking
    More than we need

    Well across the fractured landscape
    I find the same things
    Tired ideas
    Birds without wings

    Birds without wings
    Birds without wings

    And these are just thoughts
    On lackluster times
    I’ve no interest
    In excuses you can find

    Like you’ve had a hard day
    Now you’ve too tired to care
    Now you’re too tired to care
    You’ve had a hard day

    Well across the fractured landscape
    I see the same things
    Tired ideas, broken values
    Many with the notion that to share is to lose

    A hollow people bound by a lack
    Of imagination and too much looking back
    Without the courage to give a new thing a chance
    Grounded by this ignorance
    (And the cat comes)

    We’re just
    Birds without wings
    Birds without wings
    Birds without wings
  • 5. The Light (4:10)

    You turn out the light
    And the dark sucks on the embers of the fire
    My heart smoulders in the night
    And these tumbling boulders of desire
    Come a rolling out the shadows
    Rolling out the shadows
    Rolling out the shadows

    You say “I thought time was meant
    To take away the hurting”
    As your lonely silhouette closes the curtain
    We’re back on the road, destination uncertain
    So let’s get in this car and drive

    And this feeling I feel so strong
    So powerful it can’t be wrong
    Now the whole frosted night is just a song

    A song for you
    A song for you
    Song for you

    The moon has splashed right over the street
    Like my tears on your thigh so pale
    There’s just you and me in the sheets
    And the whole wide world is just a jail
    When you’re away from me

    You’re away from me
    You’re away from me

    Here come the night, turn out the light
    And the dark sucks on the embers of the fire
    My heart smolders in the night
    And these tumbling boulders of desire
    Rolling, rolling

    Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
    Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
    Out the shadows in me
    Turn out the light
  • 6. Everytime (4:41)

    Down from the doorway and into the street
    I hear the morning bell
    Over and over the pattern repeat
    I hear the morning bell
    And all the faces cold as stone
    In the January chill
    You have led me in, to worlds unknown
    And I’m walking there still

    Every time now
    Every time now
    I think of you mine now
    I just cant contain
    I’m seven feet tall and
    There’s nightingales calling
    Shooting stars falling
    Like jewels in the rain

    I ask myself, I ask myself
    Can this life be the same?
    That spun me round and put me down
    And fill me up with shame

    And all the heads are turning now
    Down the Tottenham court road
    Cause I just cant help but sing it out
    Case I just might explode

    Every time now
    Every time now
    I think of you mine now
    I can’t comprehend
    The saxophones blowing
    Cherry trees snowing
    Emeralds growing
    Right here in my hand

    A dance in the moonlight
    So high on a June night
    Magazines strewn right
    Over the chair

    Your spine a white ladder
    Your eyes singing sadder
    Nothing else seems to matter
    As soon as you’re there

    And every time now
    Every time now
    I think of you mine now
    I just can’t contain
    I’m seven feet tall and
    There’s nightingales calling
    Shooting stars falling
    Like jewels in the rain

    Every time now
    Every time now
    Every time now
    Every time

    La la la la la la
    La la la la la la
    La la la la la la
    La la la la
    La da da da
  • 7. A Century Ends (5:08)

    Cast your eyes into the distance
    Try to focus on it all
    Find a spirit of resistance
    Instead of pride before the fall

    Forge some opposition
    From disparate strands
    It ain’t the prettiest position
    As a century ends

    Unstable situation
    Faces made of wax
    Streams of melting glass
    Sheets of butchered facts

    The roar of the machine
    Hooded hearts and jeweled hands
    And anger spilling out like gasoline
    As a century ends

    Everything I seen, everything that I heard
    It ain’t even the tip of the iceberg
    Fire down memory lane
    So pass me my rose tinted glasses again

    Through a fog of contradiction
    Out to the lake of tears
    See society admiring its own reflection
    Chase a light that shines and disappears

    Careful what you say
    Cos reality offends
    Just sit back and let your soul decay
    As a century ends

    And it’s easy to get weary
    As you fight to get it done
    ‘Gainst a popular theory
    That it’s over fore it’s even begun

    Strain the limit of compassion
    Tend a wound that never mends
    And honesty still out of fashion
    As a century ends
  • 8. Lullaby (3:39)

    It’s a sad old world that’s turning
    Tonight as I slide through the streams
    Of moonlight and memory burning
    And in my hands your broken dream
    My watery eye
    I sing for this lullaby
    Let the shadow fall
    From your window
    Let the morning light
    Fill your head
    Stand up and let the wild wind blow
    Right into your soul
    ‘Til the night is dead

    All these useless emotions churning round
    As I search these bare walls for a clue
    And all the time
    The truth is flashing in my mind
    That when a heart gets broken
    Ain’t nothing you can do

    And I’m packing my belongings
    Off I’ll be gone before the noon arrives
    Cos I know there’s no use pretending
    That soon it’ll all be alright
  • 9. Faster, Sooner, Now (2:23)

    Hey now, you got me by the tongue
    I feel like, there’s nowhere I belong
    And they’re working it pretty hard
    And they’re selling it by the yard

    But it’s more than I can afford
    That’s all that I know
    Leader it comes as no surprise
    See now, these are coins that were his eyes

    Silver dollars and hoods of steel
    Tell me nothing can be revealed
    The more you get it the less you feel
    That’s all that I know

    Starts a shivering in my spine
    And a fever I can’t define
    It gets colder the higher you climb
    That’s all that I know

    You kill me, with every word you say
    I’m dead now, along with faith and chivalry
    Silver dollars and hoods of steel
    Tell me nothing can be revealed

    The more you get it the less you feel
    That’s all that I know

    Colder the higher you climb
    Colder the higher you climb
    Colder the higher you climb
    That’s all that I know
  • 10. Wisdom (4:15)

    Time no good
    Wisdom no good
    Patience no good
    To me any more

    Now night has fallen on the stair
    Some things you do you can never repair
    Seems I’m always pretending
    Things aren’t there when they are

    And the leaves are nearly off the trees
    The traffic thick past yellow windows
    And I’m lost inside the frozen headlights
    Thinking of you

    And the trees are looking like bones
    And the afternoon’s filled with storm and rain
    I’m staring out of this metal train
    Thinking of you

    And the trees are looking like bones
    The afternoon filled with rain and storm
    And I’m tangled up in memory’s thorns
    No way through

    Trees like bones, yellow windows
    Memory’s thorns, oh and you
  • 11. Falling Free (3:25)

    All of my senses overthrown
    By the might of your skin
    And the lamplight in your cheek bone
    Drawing me further in
    No sentence I can speak
    For the wonder so unique
    Breaking like a wave upon the shore
    Mercy me, I’m falling free
    Since you opened up the door

    See how the sky is made of sapphire
    The colours flowing through our hands
    The moon is fire in your hair
    A million miles beyond what science understands
    Smell that mountain heather
    I don’t remember ever
    Feeling like this before
    Mercy me, I’m falling free
    Since you opened up the door

    If every windowpane should shatter
    If every wall should fall apart
    Well it might hurt a bit – but would it matter?
    With this diamond in my heart
    No need to nail it to the ground
    No need to smother it with sense
    Just listen to the rhythm
    Of your heart that pounds
    And trust it all to chance
    Cos we’re standing face to face
    With the angel of grace
    And don’t it just taste so pure?

    Mercy me, I’m falling free
    Mercy me, I’m falling free
    Mercy me, I’m falling free
    Since you opened up the door
  • 12. Sell, Sell, Sell (5:11)

    I beg to differ
    To break the chain
    To draw a line right through tomorrow
    And cancel every claim
    I’ve seen reflections beneath my skin
    And drums beating for battle
    In the eyes of children

    And turning it over
    Right down
    Where the eye don’t see no colour
    Where the war don’t make a sound
    Ice on the shoulder
    Noel
    Praise the lord above
    And sell, sell, sell

    Oh violent flowers
    You fill the screen
    Betray your mother
    And change your name
    So tall and fickle
    And blind as snow
    Running head first for oblivion
    Cause you’ve nowhere else to go

    And turning it over
    Right down
    Where the eye don’t see no colour
    Where the war don’t make a sound
    Ice on the shoulder
    Noel
    Praise the lord above
    And sell, sell, sell

    In chill of winter
    In dead of night
    Each so familiar with the hunger
    That they got no appetite
    They talk of loving
    I hear her say
    That as fast as I can give it
    He’s taking it away

    And turning it over
    Right down
    Where the eye don’t see no colour
    Where the war don’t make a sound
    Ice on the shoulder
    Noel
    Praise the lord above
    And sell, sell, sell

    And turning it over
    Right down
    Where the eye don’t see no colour
    Where the war don’t make a sound
    Ice on the shoulder
    Noel
    Praise the lord above
    And sell, sell, sell

    A weeping willow
    The desert wind
    So many learn to swallow
    So few to understand
    The deepest longing
    This cup of faith
    Where to put them in a world
    Where no innocence is safe
  • 13. Debauchery (3:27)

    Drunken ferry boat woman
    Swayin’ on your sea
    If I turn on the gasfire
    By the rain rattled window
    Won’t you sail over to me?

    And the hail storms tumbles
    The rail line rumbles
    You move in the porch with me
    On an overcast day
    The pale winter city
    An afternoon’s debauchery

    Your blouse, your skirt
    I’ll undo them so gentle
    With beautiful care
    I’m a lonely man
    With five bottles of wine
    Id like you to share

    The hail storm tumbles
    Rain line rumbles
    You move through the doors with me
    On an overcast day
    The pale winter city
    An afternoon’s debauchery

    Orange street light
    Afternoon becomes night
    You drink your wine from a mug
    There’s cats at the backdoor
    The snow is two inches
    You roll down your tights on the rug

    And the hail storm tumbles
    The rail line rumbles
    You lie on the floor with me
    Come closer my love
    I’m badly in need
    Of an afternoon’s debauchery

    And the hail storm tumbles
    The rail line rumbles
    You lie on the floor with me
    Come closer my love
    I’m badly in need
    Of an afternoon’s debauchery

    An afternoon’s debauchery
  • 14. Flesh (5:21)

    As the bell must strike the hour
    As the west must stab the sun
    So our hearts
    Must heed the flow
    Of deeper tides that run
    Far beyond this bare indifference
    That prosperity esteems
    Where the spirit
    Raves and dances
    Through our very veins

    At winter’s edge you found me
    By the fields of wild gold
    My hands still filled with ashes
    From fires long cold
    You pulled me
    From the wreckage
    Of bitterness and blame
    Flung open the page
    And put some flesh on
    The bones of my dreams

    On the streets
    The blossom snowing
    And the drum is beating slow
    To hear you speak so clear
    Well I’m slicing through the fear
    Setting all the beacons blazing
    Baby oh!
    It’s starting out plainer than ever
    Brighter than all the fools
    Gold that gleams
    It’s simply now or never
    Putting flesh on the bones
    Of my dreams

    Putting flesh on the bones of my dreams
    Putting flesh on the bones of my dreams

    And they can plunder
    The cave of sorrows
    They can strip the gallery bare
    Try to build a fence
    Around the visions
    In my head, choke every spark
    In a cloak of despair
    But we got something
    They can’t stifle
    With their price tags
    And picture frames
    Got a flower for every rifle
    Putting flesh on the bones of my dreams

    Putting flesh on the bones of my dreams
    Putting flesh on the bones of my dreams
    Putting flesh on the bones of my dreams
    Putting flesh on the bones of my dreams
  • 15. Hold On To Nothing (4:15)

    Hold on to nothing
    Hold on to coldest steel
    It chills you down inside
    When you see just what is real

    Paste it up and tear it down
    Move it on along the rushing road
    Seventeen Fahrenheit
    Feel the winter grow

    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it down
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it down
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it down
    There’s nowhere to write it down
    Write it down

    Step down the alley
    Walking against the stony crowd
    Trying not to listen
    Oh but they shout so loud
    Chew you up and spit you out
    Crush you ‘tween its finger and its thumb
    This world in all its anger
    Oh and there’s always more to come

    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it down
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it down
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it
    There’s nowhere to write it down
    There’s nowhere to write it down
    Write it down