THE LAZARUS HEART  (STING)
	He looked beneath his shirt today
	there was a wound in his flesh so deep and wide
	from the wound a lovely flower grew
	from somewhere deep inside
	he turned around to face his mother
	to show her the wound in his breast that
	burned like a brand
	but the sword that cut him open
	was the sword in his mother�s hand.
	Every day another miracle
	not even death could tear us apart
	to sacrifice a life for yours
	I�d be the blood of the Lazarus heart...
	...though the sword was his protection
	the wound itself would give him power
	the power to remake himself
	at the time of his darkest hour
	she said the wound would give him
	courage and pain
	the kind of pain that you can�t hide...
	...birds on the roof of my mother�s house
	I�ve no stones that chase them away...
	will sit on my roof someday
	they fly at the window, they fly at the door
	where does she get the strength to
	fight them anymore
	she counts all her children as a shield
	against the pain
	lifts her eyes to the sky like a flower to the rain...

BE STILL, MY BEATING HEART  (STING)
	Be still, my beating heart
	it would be better to be cool
	it�s not time to be open just yet
	a lesson once learned is so hard to forget...
	...or I�ll be taken for a fool
	it�s not healthy to run at this pace
	the blood runs so red to my face
	I�ve been to every single book I know
	to soothe the thoughts that plague me so
	I sink like a stone that�s been thrown in the ocean
	my logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
	stop before you start...
	...restore my broken dreams
	shattered like a falling glss
	I�m not ready to be broken just yet...
	...you must learn to stand your ground...
	...Never to be wrong
	never to make promises that break
	It�s like singing in the wind
	or writing on the surface of a lake
	and I wriggle like a fish caught on dry land
	and I struggle to avoid any help at hand...

ENGLISHMAN IN NEW YORK  (STING)
	I don�t drink coffee, I take a tea, my dear
	I like my toast done on the side
	and you can hear it in my accfent when I talk
	I�m an Englishman in New York.
	See me walking down Fifth Avenue
	a walking cane here at my side
	I take it everywhere I walk...
	...I�m an alien, I�m a legal alien...
	...If "manners maketh man" as someone said
	then he�s the hero of the day
	It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
	be yourself no matter what they say...
	...Modesty, propriety can lead to notoriety
	you could end up as the only one
	gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society
	at night a candle�s brighter than the sun
	takes more than combat gear to make a man
	takes more than a license for a gun
	confront your enemies, avoid them when you can
	a gentleman will walk but never run...

HISTORY WILL TEACH US NOTHING  (STING)
	If we seek solace in the prisons of the distant past
	security in human systems we�re told will always, always last	
	Emotions are the sail and blind faith is the mast
	without the breath of real freedom we�re getting nowhere fast	
	If God is dead and an actor plays his part
	His words of fear will find their way to a place in your heart
	without the voice of reason every faith is its own curse
	without freedom from the past things can only get worse.
	Sooner or later just like the world first day...
	...we learn to throw the past away...
	...History will teach us nothing
	our written history is a catalogue of crime
	the sordid and the powerful, the architects of time
	the mother of invention, the oppression of the mild
	the constant fear of scarcity, aggression as its child
	convince an enemy, convince him that he�s wrong
	is to win a bloodless battle where victory is long
	a simple act of faith in reason over might
	to blow up his children will only prove him right...
	...know your human rights, be what you come here for...

THEY DANCE ALONE -GUECA SOLO-  (STING)
	Why are these women here dancing on their own?
	Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
	Why are the soldiers here, their faces fixed like stone?
	I can�t see what it is that they despise
	They�re dancing with the missing...
	...with the dead.  They dance with the invisible ones
	Their anguish is unsaid...with their fathers...
	...with their sons...with their husbands. They dance alone...
	...It�s the only form of protest they�re allowed 
	I�ve seen their silent faces sceam so loud
	If they were to speak these words they�d go missing too
	Another woman on the torture table what else can they do?...
	...One day we�ll dance on their graves
	One day we�ll sing our freedom
	One day we�ll laugh in our joy and we�ll dance.
	Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos...
	...con los muertos...con amores invisibles...
	...con silenciosa angustia.  Danzan con sus padres...
	...con sus hijos...con sus esposos.  Ellas danzan solas...
	...Hey, Mr. Pinochet, you�ve sown a bitter crop
	It�s foreign money that supports you.
	Oneday the money�s going to stop
	no wages for your tortures, no budget for your guns
	can you think of your own mother 
	dancin� with her invisible son?... 

FRAGILE  (STING)
	If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
	drying in the colour of the evening sun,
	tomorrow�s rain will wash the stains away
	but something in our minds will always stay
	perhaps this final act was meant 
	to clinch a lifetime�s argument
	that nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
	for all those born beneath an angry star
	lest we forget how fragile we are
	On and on the rain will fall like tears from a star...
	...on and on the rain will say how fragile we are...

WE�LL BE TOGETHER  (STING)
	I see me with you and all the things you do
	keep turning round and round in my mind
	forget the weather we should always be together
	and any other thought is unkind
	to have you with me I would swim the seven seas
	to have you as my guide and my light
	my love is a flame that burns in your name
	we�ll be together...tonight.
	I see you with me and all I want to be
	is dancing here with you in my arms...
	...I�ll always be a slave to your charms...
	...in my life...
	...Call me baby. You can call me anything you want...
	...call me, just call me.
	I see you with me and baby makes three...

STRAIGHT TO MY HEART  (STING)
	Well, in a hundred years from now
	they will attempt to tell us how
	a scientific means to bliss
	will supercede the human kiss
	a sub atomic chain will maybe galvaniza the brain
	a biochemic trance will eliminate romance
	but why ever should we care
	when there are arrows in the air
	formed by lover�s ancient art
	that go straight to my heart.
	A future sugar coated pill
	would give our lovers time to kill
	I think they�re working far too much
	for the redundancy of touch
	but what will make me yours
	are a million deadly spores...
	...Come into my door, be the light of my life...
	.. you�ll never have to sweep the floor...
	...come and be my wife.
	I�ll be true to no one but you
	If it�s a future world we fear
	we have tomorrow�s seeds right here
	for you can hold them in your hand
	or let them fall into the sand
	but if our love is pure
	the only thing of which we�re sure
	then you can play your part and... 
	...If I should seek immunity
	and love you with impunity
	then the only thing to do
	is for me to pledge myself to you
	but they only dealt one card
	so for me it is not hard
	you�re the bright star in my chart, you go...

THE SECRET MARRIAGE  (STING)
	No earthy church has ever blessed our union
	no state has ever granted us permission
	no family bond has ever made us two
	no company has ever earned commission
	no debt was paid, no dowry to be gained
	no treaty over border land or power
	no semblance of the world outside remained
	to satin the beauty of this nuptial hour.
	The secret marriage vow is never spoken
	The secret marriage never can be broken
	No flowers on the altar
	no white vell in your hair
	no maiden dress to alter
	no Bible oath to swear...

LITTLE WING  (STING)
	Well, she�s walking through the clouds
	with a circus mind that�s running wild
	butterflies and zebra and moonbeams
	and fairy tales
	that�s all she ever thinks about
	riding the wind.
	when I�m sad she comes to me
	with a thousand smiles she gives to me free
	It�s alright, she says...
	...Take anything you want from me, anything
	fly on, little wing...

SISTER MOON  (STING)
	Sister Moon will be my guide
	in your blue blue shadows I would hide
	all good people asleep tonight
	I�m all by myself in your silver light
	I would gaze at your face the whole night through
	I�d go out of my mind, but for you
	lying in a mother�s arms
	the primal root of a woman�s charms
	I�m a stranger to the sun, my eyes are too weak
	how cold is a heart when it�s warmth that he seeks?
	you watch every night, you don�t care what I do...
	...My mistress� eyes are nothing like the sun
	My hunger for her explains everything I�ve done
	to howl at the moon the whole night through
	and they really don�t care if I do...
	...Sister Moon...

ROCK STEADY  (STING)
	Saw an ad in the newspapes that caught my eyes
	I said to my baby: "this sounds like the ticket for you and I"
	It said: "volunteers wanted for a very special trip
	to commune with Mother Nature on a big wooden ship".
	We took a taxi to the river in case any places were free.
	There was an old guy with a beard
	and every kind of creature as far as the eye could see.
	This old guy was the boss, he said,
	"I won�t tell you no lie, but there�s more to this journey
	than is apparent to the eye".
	He said he�d heard God�s message on the radio
	it was going to rain forever and he�d told him to go.
	"I�ll protect you all, don�t worry, I�ll be father to you all
	I�ll save two of every animal, no matter how small
	but I�ll need some assistants to llok after the zoo
	I can�t see nobody better so you�ll just have to do".
	I said, "Just tell me something before it�s too late
	and we�re gone, I mean just how safe is this boat we�ll be on?".
	"It�s rocky steady, rocky steady..."
	...It rained for forty days and forty long nights
	I�d never seen rain like it and it looked like 
	our old friend was being proved right.
	We had no time to worry though there was just too much to do
	between the signified monkey and the kangaroo
	we had to wash all the animals, we had to feed them, too
	we were merely human slaves in a big floating zoo
	she said, "hey, baby, I don�t mean to be flip
	but it seems this old man is on some power trip".
	I said, "no, no sugar, you must be wrong
	I mean, look at the size of this boat we�re on.
	We�re as safe as houses, as safe as mother�s milk
	He�s as cool as November and as smooth as China silk.
	He�s God�s best friend, he�s got a seat on the board
	and life may be tough, but we�re sailing with the lord"...
	...Woke up this morning and something had changed
	like a room in my house had just been rearranged
	she said, "it�s stopped raining and I know the guy�s kind
	but if we stay here much longer I�m gonna lose my mind."
	So we said we had a mission for his favourite dove
	to see if there was any mercy from this great God above.
	So to find dry land, away the white bird flew
	we didn�t need no country, just a rock would do.	
	When the dove came back to us, he threw down a twig
	it was manna from heaven and meant we could blow this gig.
	"But the rock�s too small", he said, "can�t you see?"
	I said, "It�s just perfect for her, it�s perfect for me."...