/ Solo

Dizzy Heights

2014

  • 01 Impressions
  • IMPRESSIONS
    Neil Finn

    Truth will rise in the morning
    Is this crime really happening?
    I guess we can’t keep the world away
    From sinking under pressure

    This disguise fooling no one
    Go downtown get your hair done
    belly of rhymes got no reason
    they know you only too well

    with the dawn floating sideways
    all these eyes seeming drawn to you
    if you decide you should run away
    You won’t be going solo

    Impressions
    Why don’t we take it to an interview
    Impressions
    With anybody it could be so hard
    Impressions
    There’s a picture of a rickshaw leaving
    Impressions
    I want to sink into the atmosphere

    In this chaos around us
    still you found this connection
    but it’s not good luck for anyone
    to play at being dumb

    Got no plans for the future
    (not looking for a change, I’m here to stay )
    got to make good impressions
    (take me to a darkened stage and its all arranged)
    goodbye night, forest, sky
    (and trouble you can call my name )

     

     

    Kolbalt Music Publishing

  • 02 Dizzy Heights
  • Dizzy Heights
    Neil Finn

    FAIRY LIGHTS LIKE THE STARS
    YOU COULD BE LOST BUT HERE YOU ARE
    IT’S HALLOWEEN, ON THE STREET
    YOU CAME LOOKING FOR ME

    I’M SEALED IN TIGHT, THROUGH THE DOUBLE GLASS
    COME INSIDE, TAKE OFF YOUR MASK
    ALL THE ZOMBIES IN TOWN
    THEY’RE ALL DEAD TO US NOW
    AND WE CAN’T HEAR THE SONG THEY’RE PLAYING

    SMOKE DRIFTING UP
    TO THE DIZZY HEIGHTS
    WHERE THE ELEVATOR WON’T COME DOWN
    AND THE CEILING CRACKS LIKE A TREASURE MAP
    THE MOSQUITO’S BUZZING ROUND, ROUND, ROUND
    HELP ME MAKE UP A NEW SOUND

    IT’S ALRIGHT IN MY ROOM
    THE WORLDS MOVING AT A DIFFERENT PACE
    AH THE BUZZ IT NEVER STOPS
    IF YOU DON’T LIKE THE GROOVE WELL CALL THE COPS

    ON HALLOWEEN,  IT’S HALLOWEEN
    AND THEY DON’T MAKE A SOUND
    ‘CAUSE I DON’T LIKE THE SONG THEY’RE PLAYING

    SMOKE DRIFTING UP TO THE DIZZY HEIGHTS
    WHERE THE ELEVATOR WON’T COME DOWN,
    AND THE CEILING CRACKS LIKE A TREASURE MAP
    EVERY DESTINATION PULLS YOU IN, TURNS YOU BACK
    THE MOSQUITO’S BUZZING ROUND, ROUND, ROUND

    I’M GONNA TAKE YOU UP TO THE DIZZY HEIGHTS
    THERE’S A LOT MORE GOING ON
    I WILL TAKE YOU UP TO THE DIZZY HEIGHTS
    I’M BETTER OFF THAT WAY

     

    Kolbalt Music Publishing

  • 03 Flying In The Face Of Love
  • Flying In The Face Of Love
    Neil Finn/Sharon Finn/Sean Donnelly

    You must reveal your infinite sorrow
    Show what you’re made of and what you’re afraid of
    You’ll have to leave the comfort of shadows
    The places you came from, the troubles you played on
    out on the landing leaves are descending
    summer is ending and daylight is blue
    is that you rising up

    Flying in the face of love
    now you set your mind to run
    In circles around everyone
    Flying in the face of love
    Thinking enough is enough
    before you get too involved

    Like this isn’t real, it’s just a feeling
    that gets in the way sometimes
    every distraction you can imagine
    like a disclaimer it’s turning you off
    always turning you off

    Flying in the face of love
    now you’ve set your mind to run
    In circles around everyone
    Flying in the face of love
    And dreaming of the one you lost
    Wake up to barking dogs

    Were you thinking of her when you wrote that song
    Sing it to me – your mysterious life I’m reminded of
    Think about her – and it feels like a new sensation then it’s gone

    Flying in the face of love
    How much longer will you run
    In circles around everyone
    Flying in the face of love
    Dreaming of the one you lost
    Wake up to barking dogs

    flying in the face of love
    flying in the face of love
    all the years are catching up
    how does it feel to be wrong

     

    Kolbalt Music Publishing for Neil and Sharon Finn
    Mushroom Publishing for Sean Donnelly

  • 04 Divebomber
  • Divebomber
    Neil Finn

    Sat by the window, widow sat
    And dreamed of planes in silhouette
    in cloud formations overhead

    Oh, you better get there when it matters
    when she’s taking off, you will really need to hold on tight
    pretty soon the connection is made
    we’re ascending higher and higher each day
    and there’s no turning back
    sun is overhead, target’s down below
    it’s gonna be a wreck, alright

    It’s a risk if you’re flying fast enough
    with the rush of blood, you can bet you’ll forget anyone
    she understands where you’re taking herand she won’t break up under the strain
    the engine sighs it’s time, we must pull her out
    I have this to say to you, I’ll do my best to save you
    but I’m hoping I don’t black out
    cos there’s only one way down

    then I wake up in a sweat
    landing safely in bed
    oh man I thought we were dead
    punch me gently out of shape now darling
    it cannot be that bad
    for all I know we’re high above the ground
    and there’s only one way down

     

    Kolbalt Music Publishing

  • 05 Better Than TV
  • Better Than TV
    Neil Finn

    Come on baby I want your love to be
    based in real life better than TV
    what was before the action of desire
    becomes a deeper need for comfort, inspiration
    you have the mind for understanding pain
    somehow to realise no trouble is in vain
    it’s a reason for and how it came to pass
    if there is a chance if there is a chance
    that you wanted to dance, that you wanted to sing
    don’t die wondering,
    was there something missing ?

    Come on baby I want your love to be
    big and strong enough to rise above me
    don’t leave your best designs buried in your dreams
    they’re sneaking up on you, give you an adventure
    our destiny is better than before
    those old familiar foes can’t hurt you anymore
    And it’s a war I’m waging with the enemy
    if there is a chance, if there is a chance
    that you wanted to jam that you wanted to sing
    don’t die wondering
    if there is a chance, if there is a chance
    that you wanted to dance that you wanted to sing
    don’t die wondering

    If we both get carried away
    I’d be happy to see
    at the end of the world
    it’s just you and me
    as we lay in the bath
    letting our hair down

    If we end up paying the price
    for this beautiful scene
    at the end of the world
    it’s just you and me
    as we lay in the dark
    letting our hair down
    letting our hair down

    it’s better than TV
    is it better than TV
    it’s better than TV

     

     
    Kolbalt Music Publishing

  • 06 Pony Ride
  • Pony Ride
    Neil Finn / Sharon Finn / Sean Donnelly

    He only wants to get you out of your mind
    Offer sweet resistance don’t be unkind
    When I was a boy I rode on his back
    Now I ask myself the question

    There’s no way I’m leaving this pony ride
    in the midday tournament
    I should never complain again
    Thoughts spread like vines tangled up inside
    They all decide to find a place
    If you can hear the circuits jam I cannot tell

    To the top of the hill I dig in my heels
    And I whisper gently to the lord of the fields
    And I listen closely to the sound of the bees
    But I fear my nature has lost me

    Somedays I’d rather be mystified
    than understanding part of it
    and have you try to explain again
    thoughts spread like vines tangled up inside
    They all decide to find a place
    You can hear the circuits jam
    I cannot tell

    Only love
    Is tripping you up
    Poking your eye
    taking you downtown
    what goes on
    I’ll sing you a song
    a face on the mirror, the mirror

    They come from the underground
    And deep down you know it’s true
    you laid out the welcome mat
    For catfish and vampire bats

    Somedays I’d rather be mystified
    than understanding part of it
    and have you try to explain again
    Thoughts spread like vines
    tangled up inside

    They all decide to find a place
    You can hear the circuits jam
    I cannot tell

     

     

    Kobalt Music Publishing

     

     

  • 07 White Lies and Alibis
  • White Lies and Alibis
    Neil Finn

    This hell is not of my making
    I’m one of the bearded angels
    haven’t seen the sky for ages
    just another face in a very long line

    There’s a lock on every door
    there’s a darkness in every sense
    the guilty man is home in bed
    and it’s me they wanna put to death
    she’s the only hope I have left
    in trouble

    Her voice aloud, the sweetest sound I ever heard
    she can lift me up, bring some love into the world
    up high the astronauts fly over Shangri-La
    back down on solid ground,  it’s all the same to us

    You do what you can to survive

    Crazy men in narrow cages
    seeking wisdom turning pages
    holding onto nothing sacred
    haven’t seen the sun for a very long time

    There’s a lock on every door
    there’s a darkness in every sense
    the guilty man is home in bed
    and it’s me they wanna put to death
    she’s the only hope I have left

    Her voice aloud the sweetest sound you ever heard
    she can lift me up bring some love into the world
    his smile could never hide the coldness of his heart
    white lies and alibis it’s all the same to us
    white lies and alibis it’s all the same to us

    Everyday – you do what you can to survive

     

    Kobalt Music Publishing

  • 08 Recluse
  • Recluse
    Neil Finn

    When you’re one of us
    you can stay here for the rest of your life
    I’ll open windows when you want to look out
    at the transit of Venus ‘cross the sun
    as you’re gathering dust
    ancient dragons and the cicadas come
    the edges jagged as you’re coming undone
    on the white soft feathers of your bed

    Well you know how hard I try
    but I won’t get nowhere analysing your life
    and it’s people that you lose
    when you become a recluse

    Turn away from us
    days are darker when the winter comes
    can’t remove yourself from what you have done
    on the rack where your reputation lies
    do you want to exist
    between the lightning and the mental bliss
    or needing nothing and with no one to miss
    like a stray dog pissing on a statue

    Solitude is hard to find
    and they’re all too busy organising your life
    but it’s people that you lose
    when you become a recluse
    well don’t be so nervous now
    all I want is to be dancing round in your light
    with the colours that you choose
    when you become a recluse
    ohh
    I make any excuse to stay home
    but I can’t do that and I must come back
    people that stay at home
    watching a game of thrones
    and wondering what comes next
    well you can’t do that and you must come back

    Pictures of geese fly they around us and this leads to that
    take us everywhere and bring us back
    well I dreamt that Jesus had a gun

    Sure it’s getting cold outside
    and they’re all to busy organising your life
    but it’s people that lose when you become a recluse

    I think Howard Hughes would love to be on the internet
    I think Sly Stone should hold his own on the internet
    Bobby Fischer lost and won then took a permanent holiday
    He’ll be back to host a variety show on television someday
    JD Salinger lived long ago and far away
    Greta Garbo parked her car and walked home from a
    glamorous party
    I just want to be alone

     

    Kobalt Music Publishing

  • 09 Strangest Friends
  • Strangest Friends
    Neil Finn

    This could be a chance to see
    with my own eyes
    a carousel or a diving bell
    designs bizarre be in the sky

    They’re here with us
    they believe in us
    and they come from on high
    do they travel in the wilderness too
    and they needed us and they seeded us
    it’s a door to the future
    for a couple of impressionist kids

    When they land on the grass tonight
    There’ll be cartoons of flaming heads
    There’ll be colourful flags to fly
    You’re my starlight companion

    And when you dance
    they really captivate your heart
    they make you lose your head
    they are the strangest friends you got
    we are the audience
    who is love with them
    they are the strangest friends you got
    and don’t forget to say thanks a lot

    when they land on the grass tonight
    there’ll be cartoons of flaming heads
    There’ll be colourful flags to fly
    when they land on the grass tonight
    and they take your souls away
    that’s all part of their game
    when strange friends come out to play

     

    Kobalt Music Publishing

  • 10 In My Blood
  • In My Blood
    Neil Finn / Liam Finn / Elroy Finn / Connan Mockasin

    It’s a curious sound
    bone collectors rustling leaves on their knees
    Many poets in this town
    Look high and low for feelings that come and go
    Sweeping the past out of their windows and doors
    Well I’m not so humble but I’m always on time
    Believing what is left behind
    all the shades and echoes of my life
    are in my blood

    In my blood …   feelings are lasting
    In my blood …  they never go away
    In my blood …  end up in a place
    Somewhere where you don’t have to miss it all
    The flavour on my tongue,
    In my blood  … the fall of winter sun
    In my blood … the sparkle in your eyes
    In my blood … the moment when I die
    I’m hoping that I won’t have to miss it all

    Reincarnate, how I wish that I could come back again,
    How I wish that I could do this again

    Melancholy beats my heart
    Her cries mistaken for the sound of loneliness
    There are far too many stars
    On the earth there is but two of us
    Gingerly down there for my hand is a thief
    I’m bound to fumble when the moment is right
    As another one is lost its a kind of release
    And it’s coming to me with a sense of relief

    In my blood … feelings are lasting
    In my blood … they never go away
    In my blood … end up in a place,
    somewhere that you don’t have to miss it all

    the flavour on my tongue,
    In my blood … the fall of winter sun
    In my blood … the sparkle in your eye,
    In my blood …the moment when I die
    I’m praying that I won’t have to miss it all

    Reincarnate, how I wish that I could come back again
    How I wish that I could do this again
    Reincarnate, how I wish that I could come back again
    How I wish that I could do this again

    You’re in my blood, in my blood, in my blood.

     

    Kolbalt Music Publishing for Neil Finn
    Mushroom Publishing for Liam Finn
    Because Music Publishing for Connan Mockasin

  • 11 Lights of New York
  • Lights of New York
    Neil Finn

    In this town I am not afraid
    it’s like home we’re here to stay
    you find out something in these altered states
    (When you’re lit by the lights of New York)
    your willingness to perform

    As bridges stand against the tide
    satellites move across the sky
    in all the years that I have seen you rise
    you never looked so supreme
    when you’re lit by the lights of New York
    when you’re lit by the lights of New York

    Summer is hot, weekends away
    but some have to stay, shelter away
    where the blooms gather dust, and the grease covered up
    just waiting for now, the sprinklers are out
    the children allowed to scream and to shout ………

     

    Kobalt Music Publishing