KEANE – It’s Not True

You’ve been watching dawn from the gutter
Trading one bad move for another
It’s been a stormy night but it’s almost through

Friends you once loved don’t know you
Even your own eyes don’t know you
You think this whole world’s trying to bury you
But it’s not true

So don’t you say
There’s something in your core that can’t be saved
Cause it’s not true
And every atom of my heart is missing you

Well it’s OK to be scared when
You’re stuck behind a door that won’t open
The shadows in your dreams that are chasing you
They’re not true

So don’t you say
There’s something in your core that can’t be saved
Cause it’s not true
And every atom of my heart is missing you

The good will come through
I wish that you could feel it the way you used to
I wish you could believe it the way you used to
The way you used to

KEANE – In Your Own Time

You’ve got nowhere to go
Got no way out of this hole
Got no one to say it’s all just the way things are
Wouldn’t it be good
To look into a brighter day
It’s just the way things are

In your own time
There’s no map to guide our way
So I say nothing, you say nothing
In your own way
Thought I could help you find your place
But I’m as lost as you are lost these days

Oh wouldn’t it be fine
To close your eyes and see something
Something more than this

In your own time
There’s no map to guide our way
So I say nothing, you say nothing
In your own way
Thought I could help you find your place
But I’m as lost as you are lost
It’s not the way

Things are going to change, you know
The battles you have fought won’t go to waste, you know
The things are gonna change,
It just takes time

In your own time
There’s no map to guide our way
So I say nothing, you say nothing
In your own way
Thought I could help you find your place
But I’m as lost as you are lost
It’s just the way
It’s just the way
It’s just the way
It’s just the way

Keane – Disconnected

Something’s crept in under our door
Silence soaking through the floor
Pinching like a stone in my shoe
Some chemical is breaking down the glue
That’s been binding me to you

I feel like I just don’t know you anymore
I’ve been wrong and I’ve been there too many times
We walk in circles
The blind leading the blind
We’ve been disconnected somehow

There’s an invisible wall between us now
I’ve been wrong and I’ve been there too many times
We walk in circles
The blind leading the blind

Well I thought that love watched over this house
But you’re boarding up the windows now
We’re leaning on each other so hard
Tied so tight we wound up miles apart
Making simple things so hard

I feel like I just don’t know you anymore
I’ve been wrong and I’ve been there so many times
We walk in circles
The blind leading the blind
We’ve been disconnected somehow

There’s an invisible wall between us now
I’ve been burned and I’ve been there too many times
We walk in circles
The blind leading the blind

I see the landscape change before my eyes
The features I’ve been navigating by
Nothing looks the way it did before
I don’t know where to look or what to look for

I feel like I just don’t know you anymore
I’ve been burned and I’ve been down too many times
We walk in circles
The blind leading the blind
We’ve been disconnected somehow

There’s an invisible wall between us now
I’ve been wrong and I’ve been there too many times
We walk in circles
The blind leading the blind
We’ve been disconnected somehow

There’s an invisible wall between us now

KEANE – Day Will Come

The winter night has wrapped a rag around your eyes
And stolen your sight

Oh you seem so far away
I hope you’ll find your way back someday
I miss you, I miss you

Some days set your world on fire
And some days they sink like stones
That’s when your heart will cry out
Until your body is numb
And the night will try to tempt you
But the day will come

We dream hard, we shoot high
Sometimes our fingers graze the sky
But we can’t hold on

Some days set your world on fire
And some days they sink like stones
That’s when your heart will cry out
Until your body is numb
And the night will try to tempt you
But the day will come

Brother don’t hang your head
Until your distance is run
‘Cause though it seems so far away
You know the day will come

Some days set your world on fire
And some days they sink like stones
That’s when your heart will cry out
Until your body is numb
And the night will try to tempt you
But the day will come

Brother don’t hang your head
Until your distance is run
Because though it seems so far away
You know the day will come

KEANE – Black Rain

I open my eyes, everything shines
We swim as the breeze blows down the coast
Down on my luck, breathing my last
Dirty your hands, carry me home

Red sky turning round, black rain falling down
If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough
Sandstorm cuts your skin, Black Kites circling
If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough

We came from the south to Lebanon shore
Folded our clothes, dived into peace
The blackest of seas glittering red
Lit by the fire over our heads

Red sky turning round, black rain falling down
If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough
Sandstorm cuts your skin, Sunbirds circling
If you’ve got love you’d better hope that that’s enough

You’d better hope that that’s enough

Keane – Black Burning Heart

I wish that we could be
In a cellars of a sea
And disappear in them
Never to be seen again

Leave this life
Its harsh appetite
For feeding off a weak
Who never had their spin to speak

The sky will be my shroud
A relic of cloud

If we could spin back
You can paper over a crack
But it will lapse now
And your heart will bake black

Give me your hand
Cut a skin, let me in
The molecules of us
Bleeding into one again

The sky will be my shroud
A cenotaph of cloud

If we could spin back
You can paper over a crack
But it will lapse now
And your heart will bake black

Forgotten my approach home
Forgotten all that we know
Every day a fake start
And it browns my heart

I know all we pronounced was right and we suppose
Everything is here perpetually compartment it goes
You gave it all away, kept zero for yourself
Just a design on a shelf

Je souhaiterai m’immerger dans les profondeurs des mers
Y disparaître flow ne and jamais être vu

Burning up
Now I’m racing down a highway we don’t recognise
I realize I’ve lost my approach home
Forgotten all that we know
Every day a fake start
And it browns my heart
Turn back

Keane – Better Than This

Is this what we meant?
Is this
What we dreamed of?
When we were making
Your plans
Shaking a mud off?
Do we feel like you
And we belong?
(Oh, ah, oh)
Just keep your eyes
On a road
And zero can go wrong

You could do so much
Better than this
You could do so much
Better than this

I’ve been checking my sums
Oh where did a time go?
Holding my sketch up
To a window
Through a paper
A refracted sun
(Oh, ah, oh)
I can see all a things
I wish that I’d done

You can hang your hopes
On a bedsits masses
You can put your faith
In a foreign
You can tell yourself
You can do your best
You could do so much
Better than this

Get a hold on yourself
Get a hold on yourself
Could have been something
But you’re too late
And you
Wouldn’t wish it anyway

Just a photograph
From a wrong time
‘Cause there
Is no soap star
Holding your hand
You can see yourself
In a freeze-frame
Must be someone else
Using your name

And everyone
Will be a same
And everybody will __
And everywhere
You’ll see your name
In each emporium window

It’s improved than this
You could do so much
Better than this
You could do so much
Better than this
You could do so much
Better than this

Keane – Again And Again

Was it all in genuine time or was it only in my mind?
Was we only a spook flitting by you
Clinging to a wreckage, compartment we got a message?
Hanging during a corner of a room

Give me something that’s real
Give me half of your bitterest pill
Something from underneath a aspect we indeed feel

We contend these difference again and again
But they still sound a same
It was in your eyes, in your eyes
They were only easy lies

The small difference are complicated and promises are easy
And no one’s ever happy or unhappy for really long
Well only since we pronounced it, it doesn’t meant we meant it
I theory that was a approach all along

I’m only moulding a sound
I’m only branch a syllables round
Dipping my toe in a H2O and examination we drown

We contend these difference again and again
But they still sound a same
It was in my eyes, in my eyes
They were only easy lies

And we’ve been a prolonged time waiting
And it’s been a lifetime in a making

We pronounced “When we are alone and afraid
I will come to your aid”
Well was it only a dream, only a dream?
Because it was genuine to me

We contend these difference again and again
But they still sound a same
We contend these difference again and again
And again and again

Keane – Perfect Symmetry

I shake by a disadvantage for signs of life
Scrolling by a paragraphs
Clicking by a photographs

I wish we could make clarity of what we do
Burning down a capitols
Wisest of a animals

Who are you, what are we vital for
Tooth for tooth, maybe we’ll go one more

This life, is lived in ideal symmetry
What we do, that will be finished to me

Write page after page of analysis
Looking for a final score
We’re no closer than we were before

Who are you, what are we fighting for
Holy truth, hermit we chose this mortal life
lived in ideal symmetry

What we do, that will be finished to me
As a needle, slips into a run out groove
Love, maybe we feel it too

And maybe we find, life is unkind
and over so soon
There is no golden gate
There’s no sky watchful for you

Oh child we otta leave this town
get out while we can
the needle’s using out
The voices in a streets we love
everything is improved when we hear that shout
woooaohhh
woooaohhh
woooaohhh

spineless dreamers, censor in churches
pieces of pieces of rush hour buses
I dream in emails, ragged out phrases
mile after mile of only dull pages

wrap yourself around me
wrap yourself around me

as a needle, slips into a run out groove
maybe i’ll feel it too
maybe you’ll feel it too
maybe you’ll feel it too
maybe you’ll feel it too

I dream in emails, ragged out phrases
mile after mile of only dull pages