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Travis
Travis


Background information
Origin Glasgow, Scotland
Genre(s) Post-Britpop
Britpop
Alternative Rock
Years active 1990—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Independiente Records
Associated acts Fran Healy
Website Website
Members
Andy Dunlop
Fran Healy
Dougie Payne
Neil Primrose



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Travis Album


The Man Who (05/24/1999)
05/24/1999
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Blue Flashing Light (hidden track)
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Every day I wake up and it's Sunday
Whatever's in my head won't go away
The radio is playing all the usual
And what's a wonderwall anyway 

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cos I'm writing to reach you
But I might never reach you
I long to teach you about you
But that's not you 

It's good to know that you are home for Christmas
It's good to know that you are doing well
It's good to know that you all know I'm hurting
It's good to know I'm feeling not so well 

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cos I'm writing to reach you
But I might never reach you
I long to teach you about you
But that's not you
Do you know it's true
And that won't do 

Maybe then tomorrow will be Monday
And whatever's in my head should go away
Still the radio keeps playing all the usual
And what's a wonderwall anyway 

Because my inside is outside
My right side's on the left side
'Cos I'm writing to reach you
But I might never reach you
I long to teach you about you
But that's not you
Do you know it's true
And that won't do
You know it's you
I'm talking to

. . .



All I wanted was the chance to say
I would like to see you in the morning
Rolling over to have you there
Would make it easy for a little bit longer 

But here
Closer every year
So near
The fear is coming clear
My dear
The fear is here 

Hottest summer in a hundred years
But summer didn't bother
Getting up this morning
And so all the trees forgot to wake
They were dropping all their leaves
On the ground below them

But here
Closer every year
So near
The fear is coming clear
My dear
The fear is here 

All I wanted was the chance to say
I would like to see you in the morning
Rolling over just to have you there
Would make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer
Make it easy for a little bit longer

. . .



Everyday I wake up alone
I'm not like all the other boys
And ever since I was young
I had no choice
But it's OK to lead me on
I admit it's not much fun
To be led on by such a one
As you are
As you are
As you are 

And ever since I woke up I felt the net
Was lifting me out of the sea
And even when I'm sinking I feel the need
But it's OK to lead me on
I must admit it's not much fun
To be alone with such a one
As you are
As you are
As you are 

And ever since a long time
I felt the rain
And there was no danger
And no more strangers
As you are

. . .



Everything is open
Nothing is set in stone
Rivers turn to oceans
Oceans tide you home
Home is where the heart is
But your heart had to roam
Drifting over bridges
Never to return
Watching bridges burn 

You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you 

Nobody is an island
Everyone had to go
Pillars turn to butter
Butterflying low
Low is where your heart is
But your heart has to grow
Drifting under bridges
Never with the flow 

And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time 

Everywhere there's trouble
Nowhere's safe to go
Pushes turn to shovels
Shovelling the snow
Frozen you have chosen
The path you wish to go
Drifting now forever
And forever more
Until you reach your shore 

You're driftwood floating underwater
Breaking into pieces, pieces, pieces
Just driftwood, hollow and of no use
Waterfalls will find you, bind you, grind you 

And you really didn't think it would happen
But it really is the end of the line
So I'm sorry that you've turned to driftwood
But you've been drifting for a long, long time
You've been drifting, for a long, long
Drifting for a long, long time

. . .



When the laughter fades away
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
When there's nothing left to say
Ma vie
My oh my 

It's the last laugh of the laughter
Sur la dernier page du chapitre
On the last day of the year
Ma vie
Tout ma vie 

When the spotlight fades away
Ma vie
C'est la vie
When the blue skies turn to grey
Ma vie
Tout ma vie 

It's the last laugh of the laughter
Sur la dernier page du chapitre
On the last day of the year
Ma vie
Tout ma vie 

When the laughter fades away
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
When there's nothing more to say
Ma vie
My oh my 

It's the last laugh of the laughter
Sur la dernier page du chapitre
On the last day of the year
Ma vie
Tout ma vie
Ma vie
My oh my

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I want to see what people saw
I want to feel like I felt before
I want to see the kingdom come
I want to feel forever young
I want to sing
To sing my song
I want to live in a world where I belong
I want to live
I will survive

And I believe that it won't be very long
If we turn, turn, turn, turn, turn
Then we might learn
So where's the stars?
Up in the sky
And what's the moon?
A big balloon
We'll never know unless we grow
There's so much world outside the door
I want to sing
To sing my song
I want to live in a world where I'll be strong
I want to live
I will survive
And I believe that it won't be very long
If we turn, turn, turn, turn
And if we turn, turn, turn, turn
Then we might learn
Turn, turn, turn, turn
Turn, turn, turn
And if we turn, turn, turn, turn
Then we might learn
Learn to turn

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I can't sleep tonight
Everybody saying everything's alright
Still I can't close my eyes
I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights 

Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning 

I can't stand myself
I'm being held up by an invisible man
Still life on a shelf when
I got my mind on something else 

Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Why does it always rain on me?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning 

Oh, where did the blue skies go?
And why is it raining so?
It's so cold 
I can't sleep tonight
Everybody's saying everything's all right
Still I can't close my eyes
I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of the lights 

Sunny days
Where have you gone?
I get the strangest feeling you belong
Why does it always rain on me?
Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?
Even when the sun is shining
I can't avoid the lightning
Oh, where did the blue skies go?
And why is it raining so?
It's so cold
Why does it always rain on me?
Why does it always rain on....

. . .



What's so wrong?
Why the face so long
Is it over?
And where you going that
You no longer belong here?
And distance tells you that
Distance must come between love
Where have you been Luv?
When the mistake we made
Was in never having planned to fall in love, Luv 

Singing this song
Singing along
Makes it easier for me to see you go
But in doing so
I'm letting you go
It only serves to show me
That I'm still in love with you 

Singing this song
Singing along
Makes it easier for me to see you go
But in doing so
In letting you go
It only serves to show me
That I'm still in love with you 

So what's so wrong?
Why the face?
So long
Are you changing?
And where you been to that
You no longer remember?
And distance tells you that
Distance must come between love
Where have you been Luv? 

It's just the chance we took
Having never planned to fall in love, Luv
Having never planned to fall in love, Luv
Having never planned to fall in love, Luv
Luv

. . .



She's so strange
And she wore a black moustache
And pilfered all the petty cash
She went to Birmingham
She'll soon be in the can 

She's so cruel
And she knew what just what to do
And while the cats were all sniffing glue
They played their silly games
And now they'll take the blame 

What she'd done
And she didn't know quite what she did
And they told her that she better had
So now she starts to cry
Without a reason why 

She's so poor
And only now she's looking back
Sees her story on a paperback
What will become of her
There's not much left for her

. . .



Today is the day
For dancing and for singing
The birds in the trees and all
The bells are ringing
The sun is in the sky
Is bright as bright second light
Is bright oh god I hope I'm alright

Cause I'm gonna cry
Hold on, hold on
Slow down, slow down
You're out of touch
Out of touch 
'Cause there is no design for life
There's no devil's haircut in my mind
There is not a wonderwall to climb
To climb or step around
But there is a slide show and it's so slow
Flashing through my mind 

Today was the day
But only for the first time
Hold on, hold on
Slow down, slow down
You're out of touch
Out of touch 

'Cause there is no design for life
There is no devil's haircut in your mind
There is not a wonderwall
To climb or step around
But there is a slidesshow and it's so slow
Flashing through my mind 

Today was the day
But only for the first time
I hope it's not the last time

. . .



Saturday evening
Saturday evening
A quarter to five
Oh we see him arrive at the door
Pushed you aside as he staggered inside
Spitting alcohol over the floor
A storm is abrew
And it's sure to fall soon
As I look at you from the shore 
Found on: 

The Man Who 
So you'd better hold on
Cos it's Saturday night
And your friends are all out
And you feel like shit
Cos they never call you
No they never call you
No they never call, never call, never bloody ever ... 

Call me a name and I'll hit you again
You're a slut, you're a bitch, you're a whore
Talk to your daddy in that tone of voice
There's a belt hanging over the door
So you run to your room and you hide in your room
Thinking how you can settle the score 

But it's Saturday night and a quarter to six
And your friends are all out
But you live in the sticks
Still they never call you
No they never call you
No they never call, never call, never bloody ever call 

Blue flashing light last Saturday night
Brought the neighbours all out on the street
Watched as the firemen carried you out
Then we stared at each other's feet
Now everyone sees and yet nobody says
Are we all just afraid of the heat? 

But it's Saturday night and I'm lying alone
In the bed that I made, disconnected the phone
Still they never called you
No they never call you
No they never call, never call, never bloody ever cal

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