Vivid lyrics

(V. Reid)

I see the fragments of the dreams I used to have
And bits of aspiration lying in the sand
The stained glass wall of love that I cannot see through
Provides the only light here in my lonely room

A breeze reminds me of the changing time and place
A tear that takes forever rolls down your timeless face

I hear that they say that broken hearts will mend

“And during the few moments that we have left, we want to talk, right down to
earth, in a language that everybody here can easily understand.â€ (Malcolm X)

Look in my eyes, what do you see?
the Cult of Personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything you wanna be ohhh…
I'm the Cult of Personality
Like Mussolini and Kennedy

(V. Reid, C. Glover, W. Calhoun, M. Skillings)

I see you crying in the sunshine
I hear you laughing in the rain
You say you can't tell any difference
Between the pleasure and the pain

You say you never ever dream at night time
You say you only dream when you're awake
And say that T.V. looks like your life
And the life you lead is fake

Desperate People
Desperate People

(V. Reid)

No, I'm not gonna rob you
No, I'm not gonna beat you
No, I'm not gonna rape you
So why you want to give me that
Funny Vibe!

No, I'm not gonna hurt you
No, I'm not gonna harm you
And I try not to hate you
So why you want to give me that
Funny Vibe!

LIVING IN A BOX
Living in a Box
Living in a Box
Written by: Marcus Vere/Steve Piggot

Woke up this mornin'
Closed in on both sides
Nothin' doin'
I feel resistance
As I open my eyes
Someone's foolin'

I found a way to break through this cellophane bag
Cuz I know what's goin' on
In your mind

I'm a livin' in a box
I'm a livin' in a cardboard box
I'm a livin' in a box

“I want to know”

Baby you stole my heart
I don’t know what to do
Got one problem on my mind
Do you feel the way I do?

I want to know
Give me a sign girl
Open your heart and tell me that you’re mine

when you walk down the street
The cats don’t even make a noise
They worship at your feet
Acting just like little boys

(D. Byrne, J. Harrison)

Do you remember here?
No you don't remember anything at all
I'm here flat on my back
Never woke up - had no regrets

There's a party in my mind
And I hope it never stops
They party all the time
Gonna party till they drop

Other people can go home
Other people they can split
I can never stop
I can never quit

Take a walk through the land of the shadows

“Middle man”

I don’t have a need to be the best
Don’t want to be just like the rest
Just stay who I am
Just an ordinary middle man

Give me the happy medium
Don’t want to be the one whose leading them
I’ve got no master plan
Just a simple Middle man

Standing on a fine line between this and that
Just biding my time waiting for a sign

“Open letter (to a landlord)”

Now you can tear a building down
But you can’t erase a memory
These houses may look all run down
But they have a value you can’t see...

This is my neighborhood
This is where I come from
I call this place my home
You call this place a slum
You wanna run all the people out
This is what you’re all about

(Theme song) - (V. Reid / C. Glover)

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR?
LIVING COLOUR

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR?
LIVING COLOUR

Is it Red?
That's what I said
Is it Gold?
You got me sold
Is it Green?
That's mighty mean
Is it Black?
Get back

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR?
LIVING COLOUR

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR?
LIVING COLOUR

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE COLOUR?

(V. Reid)

I look at the T.V.
Your America's doing well
I look out the window
My America's catching hell

I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America?
I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America?

I change the channel
Your America's doing fine
I read the headlines
My America's doing time

I just want to know which way do I go to get to your America?

The morning is dead and the day, is, too.
The step is up here to meet me but the velvet fool.
All my loveliness I have felt today.
It's a little more than enough to make a man throw himself away.

And I continue to burn the midnight lamp alone.

Now the smiling portrait of you is still hanging on my frowning wall
It really doesn't really doesn't bother me to watch at all

“Love rears its ugly head”

Yeah ehh ehh
Ah oooh ooh
Dib um dib dib dib dib dib dib

I always thought that our relationship was cool
You played the role of having sense
I always played the fool
Now something’s different
I don’t know the reason why
Whenever we separate
I almost want to cry

Oh no, please not that again
Love rears its ugly head

Sacred Ground

M. Stewart, Corey Glover, Doug Wimbish, Vernon Reid and Willian Calhoun

How many times must we tell them
are they never gonna learn

How many times must we tell them
are they never gonna learn
This is sacred ground, sacred ground

How many times must we tell them
are they never gonna learn
This is sacred ground, sacred ground

For all those trying to make a stand,