The Instrumental/I Fall/Sunday to Saturday/Sick Tired and Drunk/Every Conversation/Comfort/Heard you Whisper/Enemies: Pink Records: Pinky 05
Recorded at Alaska Studios, London, May 1985
Released September 1985
All songs by by Phil Wilson, except "Sick tired and drunk" by Simon Beesley and "Enemies" by Phil Chevron

Highest UK Independent Chart position: 1
Weeks on chart: 38

Guitar: Simon Beesley
Bass: Adrian Carter
Trumpet: Jon Hunter
Drums: Brian Alexis
Viola: Frank Sweeney
Guitar/Vocals: Phil Wilson

I Fall

I fall, and you drag me down,
No-one is listening, but let's shout out loud,
to prove that we're alive.

It hurts, but we'll never cry,
No-one would listen, so let's just walk outside,
where we can be alone...and when we're alone

We'll make the sunlight shine for us,
we'll make the waves break for us.
We can choose to lose or win.
We can refuse to be shut in.

I'll ride the hurricane,
Ride the hurricane,
Ride the huricane,
Away from here.

I fall, and you drag me down,
No-one is listening, but let's shout out loud,
to prove that we're alive.

Strange noises from the room next door,
I'd rather not see what I just saw,
I'll be your other person, not your other man,
I'll change, I know. Well, I think I can.

I'm worn out, here I lie,
Help me up or please help me die.

My veins are clean, my arms are too,
but my body just won't do the things it's supposed to do.
I'm not sick, tired or drunk.
It wears you out, you know, punch after punch.

Complexities and niceities all help to distance me

I'm not sick, tired or drunk.
It wears you out, you know, punch after punch.