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Compilation Album – released 5th September 2011
Voted for by fans of Black – for those who would be….if they knew.
Any Colour You Like was released as a download on the 5th September 2011.
The tracklisting was voted for by members of the Blacklist mailing list and contains tracks from the past 20 years of releases on the Nero Schwarz label.
The album was available for the price of one song (75p) for the launch period. This launch period is now over.
The album features the 2002 re-recording of Wonderful Life – released for the first time along with a 2011 re-recording of Sweetest Smile. Previously un-released tracks also include a live version of Water On Snow recorded at The Aquarium in 2010 and a new remix of the track Tomorrow is Another Night (from Water on Stone).
The album concludes with a version of the track Where The River Bends as used in the film The Pier.
Lyrics
Wonderful Life
Here I go out to sea again
The sunshine fills my hair
And dreams hang in the air
Gulls in the sky and in my blue eyes
You know it feels unfair
There’s magic everywhere
Look at me standing
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh or cry
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
The sun’s in your eyes
The heat is n your hair
They seem to hate you
Because you’re there
And I need a friend, oh I need a friend
To make me happy
Not stand there on my own
Look at me standing here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh or cry
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
I need a friend, oh I need a friend
To make me happy, not so alone
Look at me here, here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh or cry
It’s a wonderful, wonderful life
Sweetest Smile
I think my heart must be made of clay
Cause everyone said it would be broken some day
And now I’ve come to that fateful day
So I sit on the floor with my head in my hands
And don’t tell me how to make it pay
I write a new song every day
I just wish I was made of wood
I might not feel pain even if I should
Even if I should
The sweetest smile that ever did
Melt the pats in the butter dish
And if you could have believed in me
I swear to God I’d have made damn sure
Our hearts were warm, and gald with wine
I’d keep the doors locked all the time
I just wish I was made of wood
You might not seem glad, even if you should
Even if you should, if you should
I think my heart must be made of clay
Cause everyone said it would be broken some day
Seems that I have come to that fateful day
So I sit on the floor with my head in my hands
With my head in my hands
Even if I should, if I should
Water On Snow (Live 2010)
Did I sleep? Do I dream of cold, silent water
So deep and dark
And the wires are singing our song?
Our song
As we lay back and stared into cloudless skies
And the stars up there
The wires are singing our song
The wires are singing our song
Your face, now so plain, once was so lovely
A beautiful refrain, duet with stars
But your smile now in disguise became a flat line
And to never love again like you did before
Was all
Why go on with it, why go on with it?
Why, to let it flow, like water on snow?
I know what you want, what you are thinking
To drift beyond the pain and out of reach
To sit, be safe and warm inside your sorrow
And listen to the slow, slow morse tapping of the rain
But it says:
Why go on with it? Why go on with it?
Why to let it flow like water on snow?
Tomorrow Is Another Night
Will you ever please shut up?
More than one face here needs to blow and rain
Hold that cold and old idea then let it
Slowly fade
Then maybe get along
Baby get along
Tomorrow is another night
You hurt my soul
Took my song
Baby get along
You’re just annoyed that you weren’t first
In his clothes, his arms, his bed
So he winds up loving someone else
Who needs him less instead
Yeah maybe get along
Baby get along
Tomorrow is another night
You hurt my soul
Took my song
Baby get along
Fly Up To The Moon
Gonna fly up to the moon
Raising all of my money
Can’t make it too soon
I am sick of it down here
Gonna fly up to the moon
So this is how the world ends
‘not with a bang but with a Wimpy’
don’t laugh too soon, I am sick of it down here
gonna fly up to the moon
who needs all the troubles of today, what’s the difference anyway?
I feel out of focus but what can I do there’s only you?
Gonna fly up to the moon
Raising all of my money, can’t make it too soon
I am sick of it down here
Gonna fly up to the moon
When they open the borders where will you be?
I’ll climb the highest tree to avoid the stampede
And if I should fly there’s only you
You
There’s only you that would say
Goodbye
Let Me Watch You Make Love
Sometimes I wonder at this shame I hide
Pare away the man and find the worm inside
Your mind’s unclear and instinct is a lie
I hear what you say you’d do
And I wish it were true
How can he take you when you give yourself?
All the old lies just to bind yourself
Then you wrap yourself around me and
Whisper in my ear
‘where is your jealousy?’
all I feel is fear
I want to hear you, I want to see
Let me watch you make love
And imagine that it’s me
Too Many Times
There’ve been too many times
When I never said what was on my mind
How was I to know you’d go so soon?
Your God will come to take you home
Leaving me stumbling over
These stupid lines on a shabby page
Daddy, sometimes I’m filled with rage – I lost the only thing that was really mine
So Daddy, can you hear me?
Oh Daddy, do I still make you laugh?
And I know just what you’d say
Is this really the time and place?
To say all of those things that we never said
There’ve been too many times
When my head was filled with stupid pride
I hope you’re laughing now that all these words have been set aside
Oh Daddy, can you hear me?
Oh Daddy, do I still make you laugh?
And I know just what you’d say
Is this really the time and place?
To say all of those things that we never said
It seems so long since I saw you
Yet it seems like yesterday
There’s no need to make amends for I look on us as friends
Oh Daddy can you hear me?
Oh daddy do I still make you laugh?
Swingtime
Too many souls are lost
So many dreams lie broken
Will you try to help them
Chase the night away, turn on the booming silver day
We do it in swingtime
We don’t count the skinny seconds passing by or wonder why
We do it in swingtime
Make the moment suit the time we make the rescue – fit the crime
And feel each passing year
Absorb the well of tears
They shoot horses, don’t they?
So we dance and sway into the pulsing, silver grey
We do it in swingtime
We don’t count the skinny seconds passing by or wonder why
We do it in swingtime
Make the moment suit the time we make the rescue – fit the crime
So many people fail
So many hearts are broken
We come to live with pain
We leave our arms wide open
Too many fights are thrown
We count the cost of it growing
Will you try to stop them
Roll away the night, break out the champagne, hit the lights
We do it in swingtime
We don’t count the skinny seconds passing by or wonder why
We do it in swingtime
Make the moment suit the time we make the rescue – fit the crime
Ave Lolita
Gone and gone for good
Grown up and gone away
Passed from now to then like a river running by to
Rush headlong in to the sea
She hears the band play ‘Ave Lolita”
She sees her future coming to her in a flash
Starts counting hours, starts counting minutes
And walks the line while there’s still time
Ave Lolita
If you sleep at all sleep well for the coming day won’t spare you
If fear is the key you are locked outside the door
And you’ve been there before
When you heard the band play ‘Ave Lolita’
And you saw your future coming to you in a flash
Start counting hours, start counting minutes
And walk the line while there’s still time
Ave Lolita
Watch the sky for details, watch the distance for fire
Fiery pinpricks out of reach I can’t hold the lines of words
To tick them off but it won’t be long now
Cause she hears the band play ‘ave lolita’
She sees her future rushing by her in a flash
Starts counting hours, starts counting minutes
And walks the line she still can’t define
Ave Lolita
The Way She Was Before
Tell me have you seen her
Did she look the same as before?
The last time that I saw her I swore
That I didn’t know that she was who she was
But if I tried I could still see that look
In her eyes; the one that went missing
The way she was before
And tell me how d’you find her
Did she look like she was having fun?
Smiling at a stranger is when she’s dangerous;
Never ashamed of what she has done
But if I try I can still see that look in
Her eyes; the one that went missing
The way she was before
The clothes that she wore
I loved the way she walked
The jokes she liked to tell
I loved the way she smiled
And it was fun while it lasted
It didn’t last long but I’m not bitter
I just miss her the way she was before
Better Letting Go
Lately we’ve been acting like strangers
We never show our feelings
Or say the things we mean
It’s hard to admit
But maybe it’s time to quit pretending
Cause we both know
It’s better letting go
There’s no point hanging on
To what used to be
Why can’t we see
It’s better letting go
It’s crazy to sit here in silence
Counting off the seconds
The beating of our hearts
When there’s no more to give
There’s no easy way to live together
We both know
It’s better letting go
It’s time to walk away
And start again
This makes no sense
It’s better letting go
No matter how we fake it
This love has faded
The feeling has gone
It’s time to move on
It’s no good looking back
It hurts but we both know it baby
It’s better letting go
There’s no point hanging on
To what used to be
Why can’t we see
It’s better letting go
It’s better letting go
It’s time to walk away
And start again
This makes no sense
It’s better letting go
Two Churches
Born in nineteen sixty two
Born with eyes of a distant blue
Good luck charm was number one and playing on the radio
Now I’m about ready to lose myself
I’m about ready to kiss and tell,give up all that I think I know
Shed my skin and be ready to go through changes
I’m in no rush you can take your time
Show me yours and I’ll show you mine
Men’ll fuck mud and then call it love, a joke salami in a latex glove
More than a little mixed up when God begins to speak
Through changes
When I have to go before St Peter I’ll knock on his neon door and say
Look at what came to be my journey
Between two churches
It’s like I came to a fork in the road
Four roads running only one of them known
Fell to my knees as if I was pushed
Love may come but it won’t be rushed by trying to run and stop from choosing
The changes
So when I have to go before St Peter I’ll knock on his neon door and say
look at what came to be my journey
Between two churches
Stormy Waters
I’d call it through, I’ve seen the signs
Won’t waste my time any longer
You made your choice so go let it loose
Go play and lose with the rainbows
Where I don’t know who I see when I look at you now
Did you lie down for him?
Did you give yourself to him and
Dip your stupid toes in stormy waters?
You look lonely and cold, a thousand years old
And your eyes don’t show what you have but what you’ve sold
I don’t need to know
But I want to know
Let it all come on, let the bad times roll
I don’t know who I see when I look at you now
Did you lie down for him?
Did you give yourself for him
And dip your stupid toes in stormy waters?
You crossed the bridge of sighs as he spattered your insides
To sink up to your neck in
Stormy waters
Her Coat and No Knickers
You told a few lies and they came back on you
So you told a hundred more until she came back to you
But she only stayed a while
Just long enough to say the kind of things left to be said
In the cold light of day
And she smelled of Xmas trees, coffee and vanilla
Calcutta after snowfall, she’s no-one’s stand in mother
But I drifted into her like I could run myself aground
And keep her smiling at the sight of the blackness spilling out
And I don’t mind if you don’t care about it
I’ll get by without her arms around me
As long as I can sit on my own
In her coat and no knickers
I believe it doesn’t matter
So don’t look at me that way
Like I should notice how you look at me that way
That’s just the way you look when you look at me that way and I believe it
doesn’t matter
At least not much anyway
I never dreamed I could be lost in a place I know so well
But I was running on the spot in the darkness ’til I fell
And then pulling off my clothes I want to step out of my skin
And paint a tattoo on my heart that shows an arrow
Pointing in
Sleeper
The sun’s in your eyes
The cloud’s in your head
Always alone with the bugs in your bed
You’d better wake up soon
You’d better wake up soon
Sleeper, you could be more than you are
’cause nothing is wrong
Everything’s fine, around for ever on
A circle line ’till the monkeys are authors;
There’s not enough time
You’d better wake up soon
Where The River Bends
I can’t find my way home
It’s still a place I need to be
Can someone show me any place,
That could be home for me
Not back there in the North
In the windswept bitter cold
With the sidewalks growing grass
Where we would only grow old
And all the mines are gone
But no one knows or cares
If a thing is not nailed down
It was never there
I still remember how it seemed
An old-world symphony of tears
And now what I want’s always beyond my reach
Where the river bends
Wasn’t down here in the south
Always on nightshift or on call
There’s no sunshine in the streets
The buildings grew so tall
And no-one sees your eyes
But from a corner of their own
And they only really feel it when the balance has all gone
They don’t care how
And they don’t care why
It’s enough to make a grown man cry, and I do.
What’s it to you?
If I can’t find my way home
And it’s still a place I need to be
Seems what I want’s always beyond my reach
And where the river bends
Singing songs down from the trees
To race across the open fields
Around the trucks like carrion for the fall
And the fruit we tried to steal
I cannot find my way home,
Empty places packed and gone
As if what I want’s always beyond the point
Of where the river bends
Just where the river bends
Where the river bends
Album Credits
Compilation production: Andy Patterson and Karen Rainford.
2 comments on “Any Colour You Like”
I loved Colin so much! I grew up with his music. My son passed away the same year… Please, accept my sincere condolences.
Maravilloso. It is one of the best voices. A pity he left us.