The Sweet Keeper


1990
Produced by Rod Argent & Peter Van Hooke


Once & Not Speak

Well I might be politic
Or I might just grab your hand
I'm not selfish with my story
I just want something, understand
Oh, this world is not for grieving
It's not  grieving for my cry
And I hate this growl inside
And you better believe it when I tell you
That it's all growing
Untill you learn to trust

Well this wash it wasn't easy
No this wash just doesn't dream
It just makes the whole thing cluttered, yes
And when you've seen the sights it's best to scream
I'm not stolen from the souless
I'm just driven to the white
So, you really ought to catch me now
You really ought to join the fight
And if I tell you all my secrets
That you ever wanted to hear - it's

Once and not speak
Once and not speak
Once and not speak

Well, no one wants to play this
Well, no one likes the dark
And we just checked in for higher love
Well, that's another - you like sparks
Well, I'll fly across the evening
Least, I'll smile across the hall to you
But it better not be fascinate
It beter just be wall-to-wall
And if I tell you all my secrets
That you ever wanted to hear - it's

Once and not speak
Once and not speak
Once and not speak

Well, I'm the tired recluse, yes
And I'm tired of this courtyrad
And every grateful day's the herdline

Well, the crafty were just leaving
They've forgotten how to talk
And that slither through the evening
Was just another kind of walk with me
Well, I'll tell you what you wanted
Leat I'll stunt you with my grace
And I know it's all so easy
But I just want to find your face
And if I tell you all my secrets
That you ever wanted to hear - it's

Once and not speak
Once and not speak
Once and not speak

Tanita Tikaram, vocals, guitar

Rod Argent, keyboards

Peter Van Hooke, drums

Helen O’Hara, violin

Rory McFarlane, bass

Clem Clemson, guitar

Mark Isham, trumpet


Thursday’s Child

I swear I wasn't cat-napping
To edge into your life
I didn't notice no sad thing
(It's a sundance)
To the strange strains that you entice
Now you may walk into an ocean view
(Exciting)
It's like you have understood
And I was just talking at you
Talking at you
For the good inside, the good inside of us

Do you send me?
No, you're a kind of dream
But somewhere in the scheme of things
We'll find who's Thursday's Child

We don't have to undo you
Or entertain your kind
Only reason I talk to you
Is 'cos I think you maybe, a heart attack is blind

And checking out your resume
And making out your plans
The kisses are not something we can talk about
They happened - and you laughed about it
Laugh out loud

Do you send me?
No, you're a kind of dream
But somewhere in the scheme of things
We'll find who's Thursday's Child

Once,
Is our boast
Do you?
Would you?
Only excite me

To join us is a talking clock
He tells us everything - we want him to stop
But somewhere in the corner
He's a-laughin', he's a-crying out loud
For some kind of attention which isn't shrouded by
Nicety is something which hangs around this stage
Believe me when I tell you - you can act around it
Mewl and puke about it
I don't want to hurt you
I just want to join in
This is a kindly creamer
A kindly crematorium

Do you send me?
No, you're a kind of dream
But somewhere in the scheme of things
We'll find who's Thursday's Child

Tanita Tikaram, vocals, guitar

Rod Argent, keyboards

Peter Van Hooke, drums

Helen O’Hara, violin

Rory McFarlane, bass

Clem Clemson, guitar

Kreisler String Orchestra


It all came back Today

Well, he said it like he meant it
But he did not really care
So I sat upon the Eve's embraces
I was never there -
No, I was never really fabled
I was never really lost
I was cunning through that habit of mine
Y'see all the words were lost
Yes, all the words were lost

And you can stand upon your own life
Say it always seemed to seal
There were smiles upon the picture
But I don't know what to feel
And I told a million stories
And I sat down to risk half
But I never really meant it
'Til you came and stole my heart away
You came and stole my heart away

And even if your real thought
Hid a thousand words away
And even if you never knew
It all came back today
It all, it all, all, all
All came back today
It all, it all, all, all
All came back today

Well, the rain scales up
And your soul is drowned
And mother's saying still raise a frown
And mother's saying still makes you see
What you have lost instead of me

And even if your real thought
Hid a thousand words away
And even if you never knew
It all came back today
It all, it all, all, all
All came back today
It all, it all, all, all
All came back today

And even though the starlight falls
And takes your breah away
You still stare up towards the toss
I don't know what to say
I don't know how to be alone
With some kind fretless friend
And even though the Harvest brings
Well, we all begin again
I say we all begin again

And even if your real thought
Hid a thousand words away
And even if you never knew
It all came back today
It all, it all, all, all
All came back today
It all, it all, all, all
All came back today

I would like this sun
Be spoke until I find
I was all remembrance
Until the words got tired

Tanita Tikaram, vocals, guitar

Helen O’Hara, violin

Mitch Dalton, accoustic guitar

Davey Spillane, low flute

Martin O’Conner, accordian


We Almost Got It Together

We almost got it together
And I'll be your favourite thing
Stand by the river with hard-luck eyes
And I'll just be open and sing
I was only trying to surprise
I wish I was like the frog-princess
And I'd never tell you lies
And down by the soil of the hard-life
They like to greet us with smiles
They like to tell us their good hostess
Had travelled a million miles
But you'd like it written closer
Yes, you'd like it written pure
If I told you this -
Would you miss my kiss?
No - you'd come right back for more

Oh, I'd like to be
What I want to be
But you want to carry on
But you need to take
What you have to take
But I'll still be here when you're gone

And there's a light by your window
And I'd like to capture you by there
And I'd like to hold you for all to see
But they don't really care
And if I said you're no peccadillo
Yes, I said you're a major thing
Would you stand by me?
At the corner dock
And say, "yes, this girl is the swing!"

Oh, I'd like to be
What I want to be
But you want to carry on
But you need to take
What you have to take
But I'll still be here when you're gone

And I'd like another cue
That's why I strain to see
And I'd like the best in you
'Cos you write the best in me
They were sure that I'd be burning
Yes -
So their tart swerve to here might be
But if I said "you're gold, inside",
Yes and if you were true to me
Would you hang around with that creepy smile
And crawl home back to me

Oh, I'd like to be
What I want to be
But you want to carry on
But you need to take
What you have to take
But I'll still be here when you're gone

Tanita Tikaram, vocals

Rod Argent, keyboards

Peter Van Hooke, drums

Rory McFarlane, bass

Mark Creswell, guitar

Richie Buckley, tenor sax


Consider The Rain

I have a picture
It's taken with looks
It wont tell a story
But I'm glad I forgot everything that you say

I choose the colours
And reword the lines
Now somebody's second heart
Ain't the first of mine

Consider the rain now
Out in the cold
Maybe I love you
But our dreams grow old
Outbid my fortune
Out to just win
Tell me that summer
Is coming on in

I got my wallet
Been shot from the start
Feel shot when I'm feeling drained
But we all know how to smile when we're falling apart

You choose the colours now
Let's play with the rest
I never believe at all
But some of us sometimes, are just thrilled, by meeting the blessed

Consider the rain now
Out in the cold
Maybe I love you
But our dreams grow old
Outbid my fortune
Out to just win
Tell me that summer
Is coming on in

I have the oath ring, somebody said
Makes like a twinge running straight through my head
Maybe this fortune is not what it seems
Some of us pin, some of us pin time on our dreams

And saved from the talk shifts
Went straight to your goal
Straight backed and straight laced
Well, you never really
Do you ever really know?

I check on the same day
I checked out the view
I checked all the soft land
Well, it comes so easy from you

Consider the rain now
Out in the cold
Maybe I love you
But our dreams grow old
Outbid my fortune
Out to just win
Tell me that summer
Is coming on in

Tanita Tikaram, vocals

Rod Argent, keyboards

Peter Van Hooke, drums

Helen O’Hara, violin

John Giblin, bass

Sonny Landreth, bottleneck guitar

Clem Clemson, accoustic guitar


Sunset’s Arrived

Your sun
Doesn't make it easy for me
Way I breathed before
Now I don't breathe - no more freely
And I like
To catch the shoulder where you cry
My business -
A message in the sky
If it's a long time coming
Just carry, carry somebody else's blame
If it's a long time coming
Let us start the speech again
My clown -
Hooked the rose between his teeth
Stole into the night
To my laugh was quiet relief
And your spice - let me roll it through my tongue
When I'm caught and older
I'll still be caught beneath this sun

And everybody was here
They was telling their own sad stories
I'm sorry I'm not so clear
And time will take you aside
You better cover your eyes - or you'll cry
'Cos I know sunset's
I know sunset's
I know sunset's arrived

Your light -
Let the shadows take it down
There's no sense in the beginning -
With the cover on your frown
And my light -
Makes the shade, a shade too black
And though I choose this
You still choose to have me back -

And everybody was here
They was telling their own sad stories
I'm sorry I'm not so clear
And time will take you aside
You better cover your eyes - or you'll cry
'Cos I know sunset's
I know sunset's
I know sunset's arrived

While you were out yonder
Checking out the scene
Maybe you'll lose your thunder
Maybe you'll lose your dream

And my heat
Is only striking hot for you
'Cos I'm not shaking easy
I'm just acting from your one
And "Hey Boss!"
You couldn't make it on your own
Sure I've stamped you easy
And I'll lead you back to home

And everybody was here
They was telling their own sad stories
I'm sorry I'm not so clear
And time will take you aside
You better cover your eyes - or you'll cry
'Cos I know sunset's
I know sunset's
I know sunset's arrived

Tanita Tikaram, vocals

Rod Argent, keyboards

Peter Van Hooke, drums

Mitch Dalton, accoustic guitar

John Giblin, bass

Mark Isham, trumpet


Little Sister leaving Town

As always I stop to speak
Some girls like to say their piece
As always I turn to you
Don't understand what you're doing
And

Light up this town
Grow weary and back down
It's such an amazing sight
To be found -
Little sister leaving town

Says the poet "I won't grass"
Some things are better left and not taken to task
I guess I knew she was a Rose
She knows what hurts and how to hold

If your daddy he turned round
Let the grass around him scream the sound
I'm so sorry for these tales you're telling
Sometimes you can't account

Light up this town
Grow weary and back down
It's such an amazing sight
To be found -
Little sister leaving town

And sometimes it's absurd
A minor triumph when you hear the words
"I'm just trying to stake my place
No real fears upon this face"

And my wishes
Nobody says
All the signs when I cross the days
I'm just holding back for you
Sometimes that helps too

Light up this town
Grow weary and back down
It's such an amazing sight
To be found -
Little sister leaving town

Tanita Tikaram, vocals, guitar

Rod Argent, keyboards, bass

Peter Van Hooke, drums

Kreisler String Orchestra


I Owe It All To You

Tell Ma, she's a stonebreaker
Tell her there are no takers
For a heart like this will always be
Chaste at first, then left for me
And though your pallor shows instinct
And all our lives are worth
That stint you did with that man of mine
But lady-luck, her needs divine

'Cos I'm courted by the mourning sun y'know
We shine all the picture palace shows
They used to make you feel so real
But now you go trickling
'Til you steal a moment by yourself
When the people don't come and need your help
When the people don't come with pseudo sights
To tell you how to live your life
Now you can live your life with this life of mine
'Cos I'm feeling guilty and I need some time
To explain the things that I gotta do
'Cos more or less
I owe it all to you

Tell all to the sweet keeper
As you and you're much deeper
In debt it's always nice to be
With the closest like the family
And when you hit on a great line y'know
And when you've opened up your soul
But every girl who's counting the day
Isn't cold - but she just needs to say

'Cos I'm courted by the mourning su y'know
We shine all the picture palace shows
they used to make you feel so real
But now you go trickling
'Til you steal a moment by yourself
When the people don't come and need your help
When the people don't come with pseudo sights
To tell you how to live your life
Now you can live your life with this life of mine
'Cos I'm feeling guilty and I need some time
To explain the things that I gotta do
'Cos more or less
I owe it all to you

And hiding in the lost country
I know I gotta way to go
And though you still fmay find me
At least my garden grows

Tanita Tikaram, vocals

Rod Argent, keyboards, bass

Peter Van Hooke, drums

Marc Cresswell, bass

Clem Clemson, accoustic guitar

Roy Gillard, violin

Steve Tees, viola

John Heley, cello

Roger Garland, violin


Love Story

You know it's alright
Just to take me home
To your serious house, with your serious tones
You're a serious man, with a serious smile
But the summer is hot and I might surprise you

In a very short while we'll have left them behind
With their faces quite pained
As they try to remind themselves
Oh, it's really so wrong
It's really so out
And it's really not cool to take a young girl about

And I know the young man with a century's face
A philosopher king - he will try to amaze
With examples of love and examples of hate
And to see them explode
We will just have to

It's a simple love story
It grows better all the time
You can tell me all about it
But first I'll tell you about mine

You know it's alright to be trustful, have tact
But the problem's complex
When you keep holding back
We could talk for an hour
We could talk for a day
But the people we know would still have their say

Talk of such virtuous women
Talk of such noble men
But if I'm on the level I have met none of them
Oh, I've met troubled people with deep and dark thoughts
Who have hallowed my name
And sworn I will get caught
But why waste real feeling and
Why waste our time
To let the earth bow to no virtue of

It's a simple love story
It grows better all the time
You can tell me all about it
But first I'll tell you about mine

You know it's alright to just make mistakes
But to tail in with hurt - is the gravest make
We all create lives which we don't understand
But to point the accused is a job for no man
And we curse our own longing - and curse our own ways
I won't be satisfied with my soul that's

It's a simple love story
It grows better all the time
You can tell me all about it
Now I've told you about mine

Tanita Tikaram, vocals

Rod Argent, keyboards

Sonny Landreth, bottleneck guitar

John Giblin, bass


Harm In Your Hand

When the voice says
You should not stumble,
You should not frighten
Or feel so ashamed,
'Cos all the chores are light
And all the psalms are wiped

When you smash it
Make it easy
When you want to
Stand alone
My friends are praying
For a good soft reason
For a good soft reason
To make them laugh again

I'll make you laugh if you want to
I'll make you smile at the footsteps
I'll make you laugh at the winter
And bring you back down to land
But if you stay on the wrong side
And if you laugh at the sunlight
I'm not asking for comfort
I'm just after the same
I'm just after the same

If you winced then
Why the man won't be coming
If you waste us -
It's what we earned
And if you call souless
About the beginnings
I'll call for easiness
Come back to the world -
Come back in the open
Stand now by the root's life
Come out to show us
You'll be back home again

Now I'm not superstitious
About being so alarming
About moving with the changes
About holding your hand
Now I believe when they told me
It was all down to fever
It's all down to the harm that's
The harm that's in your hands
Harm in your hands
Harm in your hands

Now, I'm not saying that I want you
It's like taking your chances
It's like hoping for a straight line
When I'm falling into space
I'm just talking about the license
That I'd like you to give me
That I'd like you to give me
Command -
Come on dance
Come on dance

I'm toting my whole life
And I'm toting the good side
And I hope you believe it
When I say - I'll see you through
There's nobody will ache so much
Nobody will so much
Ache so much for you

I'll make you laugh if you want to
I'll make you smile at the footsteps
I'll make you laugh at the winter
And bring you back down to land
But if you stay on the wrong side
And if you laugh at the sunlight
I'm not asking for comfort
I'm just after the same
I'm just after the same

Now I'm not superstitious
About being so alarming
About moving with the changes
About holding your hand
Now I believe when they told me
It was all down to fever
It's all down to the harm that's
The harm that's in your hands
Harm in your hands
Harm in your hands

Tanita Tikaram, vocals, guitar

Rod Argent, keyboards, bass

Peter Van Hooke, drums

Rory McFarlane, accoustic bass

Mark Isham, trumpet

Kreisler String Orchestra

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