Paul Cruse Music: Resources: Words

Welcome to words at paulcruse.com!

The songs here are old test versions, but may give an idea of the actual song itself.


Paul Cruse:Trippy Little Marching Dolls (on)

The Fashionable Christians: Contribution

The Fashionable Christians: Song

Soundcheck: Tune

Soundcheck: Soundcheck 2

Paul Cruse: Ambiente 1

Paul Cruse: Hunted By Dreams (Sketch)

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Nightshine

I was listening to the radio
Reception comin' in just right
When all at once there was a blinding flash
And my day turned to night
Despair just had to show on my face
As the wind hit our sound
But my mood was soon to change
As my girl was heard to say
"Forget it let's just get down"

Beat, rip the static out my airwaves
Please, 'cus I can't sit tight
Beat, rip the static out my airwaves
Please, gonna dance all night

I had to take a look at the reason
For leavin' town
The sun just blew my mind
When I touched down
Somewhere there across the water
With no place left to hide
Lies a half sunken boat
And with a scent of a joke
I made my home inside
Broken out of shells now
And siftin' through my mind
I threw out all of the debris
From boat and life unkind
And now with the winter coming
And the water starting to freeze
It's time to find myself a real home
And something to believe
That's why I'm coming back to you

Beat.. etc.

She's a funky woman you see my friend
She don't never want to cry
You won't catch her moanin'
'Bout the things we need
'Cus we're on a natural high

Beat... etc

She's a funky woman you see my friend
She don't never want to cry
You won't catch her moanin'
'Bout the things we need
And we ain't even got a sky

Beat... etc.

Paul Cruse 1988

Make it Better (Escape From Me - reprise)

The wind feels lonely against my cheeks
And blowing the litter about my feet
Underneath the sun's sinking haze
Lies a skeleton that was the stage

A child is busy capturing the scene
He's kneeling on the skeleton where once stood me
As a one last glance before I fly
My eyes return to the fire in the sky
I told you "Can't escape from me"
Although you're not here now, don't you see?

I was only tying to make it better
only trying to make it better x2

The air feels cool now against my cheeks
Wind blowing the litter across the street
Underneath the sun's searing rays
Lies a man who feels it when he says

"I was only trying to make it better
only trying to make it better..."

Paul Cruse 1988