Hopeless Cases Album

Artist(s): Anne Clark

Cover Art

Anne Clark Hopeless Cases Cover Art

Tracklist

Poem Without Words I: The Third Meeting

length: 4:16
producer: Charlie Morgan and Anne Clark
composer: Anne Clark, Charlie Morgan

Homecoming

length: 4:40
producer: Anne Clark and David Harrow
lyricist: Anne Clark
composer: David Harrow
Walking into light
From the blank evening sky
Knuckles rub away the darkness
Circling my eyes
Walking into warmth
From the cold evening air
Numb white fingers push
Greasy rain through my hair
You walk into view
From shadow thrown against the door
Hands reach out and grasp the moment
They've been waiting for
You pull me close
Dampness seeps
through to your skin
You peel the layers away
I feel the fire ignite within
You create the feeling
I contain the need
It's moments that we're stealing
No pleasure's ever free
You sustain the rhythm
I'll maintain the beat
It's the only ,chance we're given
Let's turn this cold to heat
You possess the notion
I take full heed
We're bound by this emotion
Two bodies - one heartbeat
You create the feeling
I contain the need
You sustain the rhythm
I'll maintain the beat
Desire comes alive
Nothing interrupts the flow
Water nurtures every crevice
Where this love needs to grow
Sliding to the floor
We swell , falling to the ground
The world becomes a place
With no clear shapes, with no clear sounds
We're lost for a short while
In the knot where love's entwined
You pour the freedom from deep inside
I drink it back like wine
The murmur of your voice
Soft words soothe away the doubt
your strength - so essential
Something i can't do without
You ....
Inside we slow each movement
'Til we're static once again
Outside the city runs
Cars through roads like blood through veins
Here sweet sticky air
Locke a cover keeps us warm
Drops of love fall from us
The last moments of the storm
Opening my eyes
You're even closer now to me
As the crowd goes pushing onwards
Crashing forwards like a sea
We turn and feel the world
Right now a million miles away
It's always there to interfere
But I'm always here to say
You ....

Up

length: 2:53
producer: Anne Clark and David Harrow
lyricist: Anne Clark
composer: David Harrow
Planes thrust
Up through' the pink
Northern sky
In perfect time
Heavy bright
White ships
Glide on grey waters
Stained shades of blue
Past your window
Past your view
Sunlight rich
Precious as gold
Unfolds
Unrolls a new day
Clarity and light
Shine a new day
Contact made
And at last I am seeing things anew
Colours come pouring out
From where I stand
With you

Cane Hill

length: 4:21
producer: Anne Clark and David Harrow
lyricist: Anne Clark
composer: David Harrow
Here
Upon these ghostly shadows
Of men and women
There are no smiles
Singly
They mingle
With the greyness of the walls
And at strange angels
They travel on
To nowhere
Each a nucleus
Of sadness and despair
Small
Or no conversation
Passes their cigarette-stained lips
They sit
The lonely ones
Sitting eternally
In institutions
That have become their eyes
That have become their arms
Their legs
They are empty now
Just shells moving back and forth
Upon a shore
Of some uncharted beach
Up steep green hills
They linger
Like the darkness thoughts
That push them selves
Into your mind
You cannot question them
For they will not answer you
They
Are our deepest fears

This Be the Verse

length: 1:13
producer: Anne Clark
composer: Anne Clark
lyricist: Philip Larkin
They **** you up, your mum and dad
They may not mean to but they do
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you
But they were ****ed up in their turn
By fools in old style hats and coats
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats
Man hands on misery to man
It deepens like a coastal shelf
Get out as early as you can
And don't have any kids yourself

Now

length: 4:29
producer: Charlie Morgan and Anne Clark
writer: Anne Clark, Charlie Morgan
Swaet runs down the centre of my back
Crawling like an insect - it makes a track
Swaet runs down the nape of my neck
Anticipation - the cause and the effect
So catch each drop as I catch each breath
'Til there's no doubt, no indecision, 'til there's not one question left
Walking streets alone amid a mass of strangers faces
Fill my time with thoughts of you and I in distant places
Now i must have you !
You breathe new life - it's all around
It calls my name without a sound
This distance cuts down deep inside
Planes carre like knievs acrosss the sky
I must be with you !
This place never cares to see who goes or who remains
I wait and watch the boats set sail, I linger and listen to the far off trains
This land of mine, drifts off alone, far out to sea
With no direction, no intention, nothing left to offer me
And I can't stay !
It stand alone - back on the world
And through it all it still seems to curl
Itself around the people, binding tighter than a rope
Gives nothing away for something, each day without hope
It's no home for the luxury of love !
The Good Life out of each on the placards
Doesn't hide away the truth of the broken down facades
The buildings burn, the streets on fire
Every muscle,every nerve stretched to reach for somewhere higher
Feel me now !
Will youremain, place your trust
Turn ideas into motions before mechanisms rust
Will you hold me tight with arms, with words, in your comfort keep me warm
I beg refuge in your shelter as I fly into the storm
Take me !
Take me now

Hope Road

length: 4:42
producer: Anne Clark and David Harrow
composer: David Harrow
lyricist: Anne Clark
So these are circumstances
Leading to my sorry tale
I was in a town I didn't know
I'd arrived there by rail
It all began a week before -
The joys of Saturday Night -
An invite to a party
Or watching The Price Is Right
Opting for a soirée
For the first time in a year
Mixed badly with the revelers
Mixed Bacardi, wine and beer
The room moved back and forwards
The dancers did the same
Found refuge in a corner
That's when he asked my name
Well this is very nice, I thought
Smiling through the haze
As we talked of Auguste Rodin
Through to Harold Pinter's plays
Said he played piano
Said his name was Steve
Why shouldn't I believe
That he really lived so far away
Had to make a move for home
Scribbled down his address
Said he didn't have a phone
Would I like to come to dinner
On Friday of next week
To this i said I'd love to
As he kissed me on the cheek
That night I felt so happy
Excited through and through
See ! The company of strangers
Doesn't always leave you blue
Stumbled home contented
Like a cat that got the cream
Wake up a little weary
But I knew it was no dream
The next few days were auyiouns
What could I find to wear ?
What happens if i arrive
And there is no Hope Road there ?
My friend said don't be silly
No one does things like that
Now will you get a move on
And take off that stupid hat !
Made sure I set out early
Made sure I caught the train
Got out at the right station
Then of course came down the rain
Followed the directions
Exactly as he said
Asked people if they new Hope Road
But they just walked on ahead
I turned left at the junction
Took the fork off to the right
Straight over at the crossroads
Then down to the traffic lights
must have walked those streets for hours
in the dark and in the cold
Before I really could accept
There was no place called Hope Road
So here I am alone again
Indoors by myself
The TV, plants, books and I
All nearly on the shelf
Next time I'll be more cautions
Next time I Won't be fooled
It's another of those basic things
You're never taught at school
Let this be a warning
As you wander through the world
It makes no difference who you are
Be you boy or be you girl
Be very , very careful
When people seems so nice
It's not how that it's expensive
Later on you pay the price
There's no Hope Road

Armchair Theatre

length: 2:40
producer: Anne Clark and David Harrow
composer: David Harrow
lyricist: Anne Clark
This house is full of loneliness
Of sad weary silence
I switch on the television
For some company
Two actors
A man and a Woman
Give exaggerated little moans
As they simulate
A so called stimulating ****
For my entertainment
Beneath the endless groans
It's not real
It's pretend
Just like we pretended that last time
To make you
Night is the most difficult part off all
I don't need this
This vile, crude reminder
Of how we play out our roles
Without any script at all

Leaving

length: 3:07
producer: Anne Clark and Charlie Morgan
writer: Anne Clark, Charlie Morgan
Remember me for what I was
Not as I am now
I'll merge into the shadows
I'll disappear into the rain

Remember me for what I was
Not as you see me now
I'll walk out into tomorrow
I'll melt into the sun

Remember me for what I was
A glance in your direction at the right time
A smile breaking into a crescent moon
A word of reassurance

I'll protect myself
Against the cold lash of tongues and lies
I'll blend in with the crowd
I'll disperse into the stream
I'll fade into the darkness
I'll turn and walk away

Remember me for what I was
As one world breaks in two
I'll follow my own stricts
I'll forge another path

Remember me for what I was
Not what I couldn't be
Remember me for what I was
And shall never be again

Poem Without Words II: Journey by Night

length: 3:36
producer: Anne Clark and Charlie Morgan
composer: Charlie Morgan, Anne Clark