naked raven shop
Musicians:
Never Quite
Days of the Week
Memorable Year
Pity
Here With You
I Try
Weary Soul
Delivery Man
Fall Short
I Wasn't Ready
Clean
Flor
Touch
BUY
2006
Days of the Week
Memorable Year
Pity
Here With You
I Try
Weary Soul
Delivery Man
Fall Short
I Wasn't Ready
Clean
Flor
Touch
BUY
Touch (J.Richmond/J.Maunder/J.Roche)
Not his first glancing blow
Touch with a fist all he knows
Visibly coiled, moving too fast
Close to the boil
Speaking with hands
Voices raised, needs not met
Show me your self, not self defense
Voices raised, makes no sense
In a language of touch
In a language of touch
Torn but not broken: knows her place
A measure of pain, a covered face
Once like a game she played along
Given no name the charade goes on
Voices raised, needs not met
Show me your self, not self defense
Voices raised, makes no sense
In a language of touch
In a language of touch
Why must a boy always shout to be heard?
In the roar of emotion where the lines get so blurred
Sometimes a touch tells a thousand words
His canvas her flesh: a bare wall to tag
A flicker of regret stamped out like his cigarette
Hold without breaking
Weakness is strength
Heat without burning
Touch without haste
Reach without failing
Never too late