  
Song written by Tony King. Produced and performed by Elizabeth Geyer and Tony King. from album The Dream by Elizabeth Geyer
available here: http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/carthew
UNTIL I'VE SHOWN YOU PARIS

 I fell in love with this song the first time I heard it . What else can I say. It's a masterpiece in songwriting.  Song written by Tony King. Produced and performed by Elizabeth Geyer and Tony King. 

LYRICS
Well we can't stay in this place forever

I can see that it's making you blue

And it's not 'cause you're poor that you want something more

And your spirit is telling you too

And we can't put it off any longer

'Cause the right time might never be here

I'll take you somewhere you'll never forget

This is as close as a dream ever gets

And you feel like you're part of a painting still wet

Is there anybody there who can answer my prayer

Don't blow up the world until I've shown you Paris

Don't blow up the world until I've taken you there

There's a life that we live in frustration

And a life that we live in our minds

And you know if we stay we will both dearly pay

'Cause the blind are leading the blind

And if you're not killed it must make you stronger

But before you get too strong to feel

I'll show you something you've known from afar

The sleeper will wake and you'll be who you are

Where greed is the peasant and love is the tsar

Is there anybody there who can answer my prayer

Don't blow up the world until I've shown you Paris

Don't blow up the world until I've taken you there

And we'll roast in the chestnuts of winter

And we'll roll in the flowers of spring

And we'll put it back just as we found it

It'll stay with you



Until I've Shown You Paris

THE DREAM
written by Elizabeth Geyer
from album The Dream 
available here http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/carthew


She has a radio to hide her waking memories of him
and in her mind a thousand jagged photographs, 
no ordinary day could win
She'd use her coffee and the crossword as a prop if she was seen
another brightly coloured float in her parade of meaningless routine

And how she craved the sound of summer squeals and sprinklers
braving winter nights alone
They bore a fragment of the times when chocolate smiles and tiny kisses were her own
and though the times were often tight he'd worked as hard as any man
One simple frame beside her bed the only clue to life beyond this caravan

And then one night she kicked her shoes off in a dream
and danced alone until she woke her soul was free

Three years have passed of peeling paint and season renters in her place
and she was only missed a week by those who can't recall her face
And with a courage that she'd never known she sold to start again
And in a million years she'd never have believed in time her broken heart would mend

And then one night she kicked her shoes off in a dream 
and danced alone until she woke her soul was free
and then one night she kicked her shoes off in a dream
and when she woke her soul was free


The Dream

Sympathy Deep
written by Tony King
from album The Dream by Elizabeth Geyer 
available here http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/carthew

Sympathy Deep

How Many Lives
written by Tony King
from album The Dream by Elizabeth Geyer
available here http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/carthew

How Many Lives


MIDDLEMAN

Middleman by Elizabeth Geyer from the album On Patrol With The Jazz Police http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/egeyer2 . Bill Risby piano, Jonathan Zwartz bass, Hamish Stuart drums, recorded by Russell Finch. Backing vocals - thanks to John Hanlon, Grant Thomas.

 


Remember me 
because I'm the one who bought your bridge 
and all the little pieces of your wisdom 
well they're still all over my fridge 
So where's the ground and where are all my plans 
I'd like a little more from you 
and a little less from your middle man

Come in this way my friend 
we'll soon be serving the feast 
don't mind him, they're all the same.. 
Now you see what I've been working with

I'm a vision in control 
what a little fear can do - 
ten bucks says ten minutes alone, 
they'll wanna know how high, they'll be polishing your shoes 
Just say the word and I can 
because I'm your middle man

I had a feeling they were onto us 
and that would never do, so we made you 
Started thinking for themselves 
and that would never do, so we made you 
They were already warm you see.. 
dear God, so help me

I know you 
'cause you've been working on my book 
you change the words to your desiring, you blur and underline them 
Self appointed middle man! 
It's ones like you began the game 
I wanna know who made the rule 
they wanna talk to me, they gotta go through you? 
'Cause you look a little too big for those shoes 
my middle man

I had a feeling they were onto us 
and that would never do, so we made you 
Started thinking for themselves 
and that would never do, so we made you 
They were already warm you see.. 
dear God, so help me





Remember me
because I'm the one who bought your bridge
and all the little pieces of your wisdom
well they're still all over my fridge
So where's the ground and where are all my plans
I'd like a little more from you
and a little less from your middle man

Come in this way my friend
we'll soon be serving the feast
don't mind him, they're all the same..
Now you see what I've been working with

I'm a vision in control
what a little fear can do -
ten bucks says ten minutes alone,
they'll wanna know how high, they'll be polishing your shoes
Just say the word and I can
because I'm your middle man

I had a feeling they were onto us
and that would never do, so we made you
Started thinking for themselves
and that would never do, so we made you
They were already warm you see..
dear God, so help me 

I know you
'cause you've been working on my book
you change the words to your desiring, you blur and underline them
Self appointed middle man!
It's ones like you began the game
I wanna know who made the rule
they wanna talk to me, they gotta go through you?
'Cause you look a little too big for those shoes
my middle man

I had a feeling they were onto us
and that would never do, so we made you
Started thinking for themselves
and that would never do, so we made you
They were already warm you see..
dear God, so help me 







Middleman

WELCOME TO MY MOVIE
written by Elizabeth Geyer/Tony King
from the album The Dream 
available here http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/carthew

I've sung my heart out to an empty bar a hundred times or more
and felt their icy stares and watched as frozen fears were melted by a song
And I've heard every line from every slurred and hazy point of view
There's nothing new
And I'm playing the song they're just about to ask me to do

Close my eyes
and I'm the soundtrack to the love scene that's playing in my head
close my eyes just as he's leaning in to kiss me 
is when they always cut the scene

Welcome to my movie
Welcome to my life
Cause my world is a movie
though it seems that I only get the good parts in my dreams

I've hung with all the wrong people for all the right reasons I know
Because I've met the right people and I'd rather be alone
And I know those magazines that lure you in ,
they don't care how you feel - they're not even real
And whoever is driving that bus is asleep at the wheel

Close my eyes
and everyone
s exactly who they're supposed to be
Close my eyes and they all become so real
I see them walking off the screen


Welcome To My Movie

STUNNED
written by Elizabeth Geyer
from album 'On Patrol With The Jazz Police'
http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/egeyer2

This song is filled with memories, each is a beautiful photograph, and the pain and price we pay sometimes for decisions that are still the right ones.
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Where was I before our world without shoes
and running dogs and scones and stones
that would tell me we were home
And where was I 
before the wet towels on the burning seats
and all my secret prayers for rain
so we wouldn't have to ski

because I'm stunned 
I can't undo what I've done
my bed's a mess but I'll make it
bet you'll always be 
scribbled all over me


Ice cubes in the boat spray 
dancing on the white lines of a bitumen inferno
River legs fall into bed
and pelicans in portrait pose
So throw me anything you like
just as long as our eyes don't have to meet
When I chose just to love you
Why I never loved you anything like this

That's why 'm stunned
can't undo what I've done
my bed's a mess but I'll make it
bet you'll always be 
scribbled all over me

And now they're waiting at the wharf
with with all the tokens of their good faith
so she'd better make them laugh
this bride in black with the eyes that run away

That's why 'm stunned
and I can't undo what I've done
My bed's a mess but I'll make it 
my truths no mistake
and I'd have missed it 
and I'm stunned
Can't undo what I have done
My bed's a mess but I'll make it
bet you'll always be
scribbled all over me

Could have done without the rain if I'd run
but I'd have never felt the sun.


Stunned - different mix!

You Carry Me Home
written by Elizabeth Geyer/Tony King
from the album The Dream 
available here http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/carthew


Like a brand new idea you came from nowhere
Shining your light when I was lost in the dark
You turned me around when I was facing the wrong way
Giving me strength to walk on my own

And you can never look down when you're climbing a mountain
And you can never look up with your mountain to climb
With ice on my fingers I feel myself falter
But with your voice as my sherpa I can reach for the sky

You carry me home from wherever I am
You are my anchor in an angry sea
Turning all of my fears back into my dreams
Like some wonderful alchemy


So I said my goodbyes to the shadows behind me 
And all of the dreams that were never my own
I can fly like a bird that will never be tame
And I no longer feel like a pictureless frame
Chs

You showed me that love has no future or past
And you can't feel the moment 
While you're trying to make it last









You Carry Me Home

MY KIND OF ANGEL

From the first time I heard this song, I loved Tony's lyrics - the idea that there are human angels, everywhere. Working as nurses, taxi drivers and builder's labourers. No-one is perfect, we don't have halos or wings. But maybe each of us has been an angel at one time or another for someone else. Written by Tony King  /  all copyrights reserved.  Recorded by John Morrison and Tony King. Produced by Tony King and Elizabeth Geyer. 

 
I don't believe in Angels with wings 
Or a choir invisible that does nothing but sing 
or golden light around a Boticeli smile 
'cause you can't call them up when you're desperate to dial 
and Gabriel's playing that trumpet all day 
must make it hard to hear people pray 
but I do believe in Angels on earth who go about their business with no thought of its worth. 
They're my kind of Angel... 
Are you looking in the garden? are you looking in the Sky? 
Angels aren't marble and Angels can't fly 
but once in a while they turn up on time with tattoos and spanners and a face made for crime. 
They're waiting on tables, they're working in labs 
They're delivering papers and babies in cabs 
They do what they can but not always what they should 
My kind of Angel is bad and is good. 
Everyone's a devil, though the good book may scoff 
but a devil is an angel on a rostered day off 
They're my kind of Angel.... 

I've examined your body and you don't have wings. 
You don't have a halo and you don't always sing 
but once on a blue moon you turned up on time 
and killed the villain in my pantomime 
You're my kind of Angel 
You're my kind of Angel 
once on a blue moon you turned up on time 
and killed the villain in my pantomime



My Kind Of Angel

This song is about the beautiful spiders and what they get up to. But also temptation, love and being a human being. from 'On Patrol With The Jazz Police' by Elizabeth Geyer  available here - http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/egeyer2
It features Elizabeth Geyer, Bill Risby, Jonathan Zwartz, Nic Cecire and Russell Finch. Thanks to John Hanlon and Grant Thomas.

LYRICS
From their webs the beautiful spiders wait and watch 
as Cupid walks out between bride and blush, and wife and lot 
they can't see the webs from their dreary lives 
and they can't go alone, beautiful spiders by their sides


And there's nothing so true as a spider in love 
Que sera, sera, they're taking them out as they run with their hearts 
tagging the prey in a moment of lust 
remember me when spiders' desires turn to dust 
Spiders forever clean the slates 
they lick up the icing and leave all the cake 
from one who swore they had their last spidery chance 
now I'm under their spell from the very first dance


Beautiful spiders on the run 
the last few tweaks to truth's final draft and they're done! 
the picture is big, so mark my words 
we spiders taste sweet, just ask the birds






Beautiful Spiders

from 'On Patrol With The Jazz Police' by Elizabeth Geyer  available here  - http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/egeyer2. Written by Elizabeth Geyer. Bill Risby - piano, Jonathan Zwartz - bass, Gordon Rytmeister - drums, Nic Cecire, Fabian Hevia - additional percussion. Thanks John Hanlon, Grant Thomas. 

A Candle Is Sweeter Than Fire

You finally muster up enough gumption to face a terrible fear that's been haunting you for years.  For some reason it suddenly no longer holds any power.. you walk straight through it, laughing..  Written by Elizabeth Geyer. Recorded by Russell Finch - thanks John Hanlon and Grant Thomas/ from the album On Patrol With The Jazz Police. 

 

Saw all the signs of your imminent arrival,

You wore the face of certain death

First you play it loose and casual, killing those around me

Now you're standing right in front with unwavering eyes

but I walk, I walk, I just keep walking

I walk, I walk, I just keep walking

So tell me all about your cruel creative plans 

and close the door behind you

You can try me with your rituals and your sweet preparations

I'm holding out for your return so don't be late

'cause I'll wait, I'll wait , I'll be here waiting 

I'll wait, I'll wait , I'll be here waiting.

So throw me to the lions and I'll tickle them to sleep -

I might like that

What magic carpet? 
it's just some old rug that you can pull out from my feet

Hope believes the lies and blocks the truth -

does it matter in the end if it's the hope that gets you through?

You think you got me now but you only got me trained -

no loss that we can't overturn into our greatest gain

Your thunderstorm can't scare me in fact it only lights my way

so put me down and just watch me while I surface

you're just waiting for the moment that I cave..

well you wait, you wait

just you wait



Waiting

Rose

Place To Fly

The Wall

Postcards From Paradise

The Jewel

The Party

Rain Falls

Perfect Life

Home

Goodnight Romeo

Waterfalls And Rainbows

The Bridge

I Weep

 ELINA


Elina was a lady who came to some of our gigs. She laughed and cried ALOT, held the hand of whoever she was talking to, so people avoided her. But she truly FELT music, was awake. One day she pulled out an old business card with her name and letters on it, said 5 years earlier she'd been a surgeon, married with a big home then illness cost her everything, changed her, she was full of sadness but bliss too. I aspired to her openness, wondered if it had all made her greater in a strange way. Written by Elizabeth Geyer / all copyrights reserved - recorded by Russell Finch. Jonathan Zwartz, bass, Nic Cecire, drums, Carl Dewhurst, guitar, Elizabeth, piano, flugel/ trumpet.

 
Elina takes your train of thought 
when she blows into the room 
They'll never see that ragged calling card 
but I can see their thought balloon


don't look now she comes our way 
anything but save us from Elina


She's spilling all their sifted words 
and playing hostage with the ladies hands 
partition smiles hold out 
till they wipe them on their backs


don't look now she comes our way 
anything but save us from Elina


You think I haven't heard your 'there but for the grace of God'? 
Well look around you 
'cause maybe I am here with all the grace of God 
I've just outgrown the guards that surround you


They're running through their neighbours minds 
and dumbing down their 'dumb' desires 
with excuses wide as the world 
through Elina's eyes 
don't look now she comes our way 
anything but save us from


You think I haven't heard your 'there but for the grace of God'? 
Well look around you 
'cause maybe I am here with all the grace of God 
I've just outgrown the guards that surround you.


 



Elina

STUNNED

Memories can be bittersweet. Memories come to us like photographs. Written by Elizabeth Geyer  / all copyrights reserved - recorded by Russell Finch. Bill Risby, piano, Nic Cecire, drums, Jonathan Zwartz, bass.

 

Where was I before our world without shoes 
and running dogs and scones and stones 
that would tell me we were home 
And where was I 
before the wet towels on the burning seats 
and all my secret prayers for rain 
so we wouldn't have to ski

because I'm stunned 
I can't undo what I've done 
my bed's a mess but I'll make it 
bet you'll always be 
scribbled all over me

Ice cubes in the boat spray 
dancing on the white lines of a bitumen inferno 
River legs fall into bed 
and pelicans in portrait pose 
So throw me anything you like 
just as long as our eyes don't have to meet 
When I chose just to love you 
Why I never loved you anything like this

That's why I'm stunned 
can't undo what I've done 
my bed's a mess but I'll make it 
bet you'll always be 
scribbled all over me


elizabeth geyer

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