Wright's diskografi

Broken China

Udgivet 7. oktober 1996
Cover Design af Storm Thorgerson og Peter Curzon

Denne plade kan på nogen godt virke noget dyster. Det er nu ikke mit indtryk af pladen, men hvis man synes at den er, så er der en forklaring.
Pladen er Wrights forsøg på at skrive sig ud af en krise i familien. Mere præcist hans kones nervesammenbrud. I starten var det officielt "bare om en psykisk krise" men senere - da Wright havde vendt sagen med sin kone - fortalte Wrigt offentligt at det var Millie det handlede om. Med en sådan depression så tæt på livet, var det en hård tid også for Wright. Han prøvede selvfølglig at støtte sin kone så meget som muligt. Wright havde det ikke godt med at bruge sin kones ulykke til at tjene penge på, men Millie var helt med på ideen.
Millie kom selvfølgelig i terapi hvor grimme minder kom op (Sexuelt misbrug som barn og voldtægt som voksen for at nævne nogle).
En af terapeuterne har forøvrigt været med til at skrive tekster til denne plade. Det drejer sig om en Gerry Gordon der også står som nedforfatter til "Hidden Fear" og "Blue Room in Venice. Det er ikke almindeligt at have venskablige forhold til sin terapeut, men på dette tidspunkt var behandlingen også overstået.

Noget jeg meget godt kan lide ved denne plade er at Sinead O'Connor synger med på den. Jeg synes at hun har en fantastisk stemme og måde at bruge den på. Det syntes Wright også. Ikke at han kendte meget til O'Connor, men han mente som sagt at hendes stemme passede godt ind til de numre ("Reaching for the Rail" og "Breakthrough")

Se evt. en video til "Night of a Thousand Fury Toys på youtube

Breaking Water (Wright, Moore) 2:28


Night of a Thousand Furry Toys (Wright, Moore) 4:22

Now you feel it, a shiver and you begin
Frozen breath that scrapes across the skin
And a sound you've never heard before, you're screaming

Welcome to the world of random noise
Where you simply haven't got a choice
When they push your levers and pull your strings

It's another world, it's a better world that we bring

Here you are on the planet of hot and cold
Where you'll do as exactly as you're told

In a world of a 1000 furry toys
You can hear the screams
of little girls and boys
It's a charming noise
If you really want that kind of thing, mama

Now you feel it, a shiver and you've begun
When they pull those strings how you'll start to run !
And there's no stepping off or stepping down

It's another world and it's a better world,
That's what we have found

Hidden Fear (Wright, Gordon) 3:28

Why do we feel this adult pain
And hold these secrets that don't belong?
This loneliness has no place with us
The silence grows, it has no place with life.

You outward joy holds back the fears
Which deepen inside of us.

We travel all alone
and carry the guilt of those who disappear

Our childlike hopes,
In disarray
This pain no child should feel
We disappear.

Runaway (Moore) 4:01


Unfair Ground (Wright) 2:22


Satellite (Wright) 4:07


Woman of Custom (Moore) 3:44

Woman of custom just severed ties
What had never changed had always died so
Suddenly she's opened eyes that
Fill with tears and come alive
Her stifled love sleeping forever was
Unaroused like changeless weather
And little chance that she was ever
Going to smash the precious measure

She never lived with pain, fear or anger
Windowless and tame like a precious stone langoured
A heart enchained, willing to surrender
But now if storms would only blow
She could really feel the roll.

Those years of sleep, all waking dreams
Unpeopled places on painted screens
And diffused in subdued streams
Her life was cost, traditional schemes.

She never lived with pain, fear or anger
Windowless and tame like a precious stone langoured
A heart enchained, willing to surrender
But now if storms would only blow
Then she could really feel the roll
She could really feel the roll.

"A hunger that lasts can have no pain"

It's just these words that don't explain.
Eaten alive and spat out again
They jam in the memory like ancient remains.

Woman of custom just severed ties
What had never changed had always died so
Suddenly she's opened eyes that
Fill with tears and come alive.

Interlude (Wright) 1:17


Black Cloud (Wright) 3:19


Far from the Harbour Wall (Wright, Moore) 6:10

A part of herself, she thought love was dying,
The game of opposites, a hateful lie.
She can't hang on at all, she's giving up the fight.
She's locked in a wall of ice,
Through half the day and half the night
On a path that's been prescribed.

Nothing comes, but she can't leave her life
Or hear the falling rain, or the heart race in her.
And dark as it grows at night, with fear of light's change
She's drowning away
In what she can do and what she contains
And her heart it so low.

Now, because I could not cope with the pain,
How things are not the same, she's got no remedies
A heartbreaking fall and I fear a change of cource
I feel like we were born insane,
I hear the love, I fear the love

For the heart is low, see how it grows apart
And deep from the other side, we live so plain
We have no night, we have no day, we have no falling rain
Not love in our eyes, not love in our stare
Felt more like inner sea, had no quality
So says those who drown at night
Far from the harbour wall, far from the harbour wall

Drowning (Wright) 1:38


Reaching for the Rail (Wright, Moore) 6:31

I'm ill with a fever, I feel like a child
I lay in the dark 'til morning came.
It's so unoriginal
And I feel it worse at night
I know it's not terminal
But I'm near half-dead fright
And freezing cold

But sooner than woke up
To find it all unchanged
I'll sleep through the day til the daylight ends
Cos it's all so familiar
As it comes around again
The same taste to everything
The same unbroken chain
That still remains

With morning I rise,
A dream that won't leave me,
You're sad, naked and pale

And you're reaching for the rail

You took a look inside, how could you peel away
Or break the shell, the hurt you've hidden so well
For all your days.

And you're going down
As you slip beneath the waves,
Won't make a sound
Won't even leave a trace before you.

I hear an appalling sigh from the streets below
And it's creeping fear congealed in stone
That paves the crazy road.
And all are succumbing and they look so hopelessly
At the heartbreak, it's easy to deal with,
Just take these and you'll really never feel it.

Blue Room in Venice (Wright, Gordan) 2:47

I can see you through a pool of darkness
I stretch out my hand to reach you
I know you are there
So please look at me
How I've missed you
How I've missed love
My hand is here

If you still know me
Then touch my fingertips

I see the waters move above your face
I feel your naked hand
Please don't let it go again

Your sacrifice
That meant so much
Left us with no place to stand
Please let me touch
And let me near
Let me near

Sweet July (Wright) 4:13


Along the Shoreline (Wright, Moore) 4:37

You feel her warmth, feel it like a summer day
Shining from, the cloudless sky, it lights her way.

With darkness gone, like a distant road
We travelled all nigh until the morning rose.

Now we're turning, towards the sun, unfolding everyday
From out behind, the clouded mind,
With more than words to say.

We're half-naked souls and a harmony
Is a song of tears, all washed into the sea,
As we stand along the shoreline.

We were cut off from our lives, by a wall of pain,
It can't be seen, it's so routine, it has no face or name.

But now the day has broken, can see in better ways,
A path leading to the light, a hope that never fades.
All power to the brave.

You feel her warmth, feel it like solar rays,
See how, they kindle fire, illuminate her face.

Free as the sunlight that shines down from above,
That opens us all to feel love

Breakthrough (Wright, Moore) 4:20

I can take or leave it, won't be the woebegone
Don't need a model universe to hang your pictures on.
You hide somewhere, you die somewhere
And then this senseless thought,
By hating more you're feeling more
And that's how you get caught.

They're never going to make it easy
Of this you can be sure.
I greet you from the wilderness,
I'll stay inside your door.

There's no cage or prison, they have no fence too tall,
You die more times that anyone, there's still no place to fall.

They're never going to keep it simple
This comes down from above.
I have no helm, no secret realm,
I dream to be at the heart of love, a part of love.

I bet you can conceal it, but that's just a dead-end track,
I'll cover you like the driven snow and then I'll bring you back.
You'll see ! you feel like, you feel like a banner,
Unfurled and gently blown,
And there before your opening eyes
The self you've never known.

They're never going to make it easy
Of this you can be sure.
You feel untied, beatified
And loved for evermore

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