Live at the L’Olympia

 

Track Listing & Lyrics

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Star

by John Wesley

I swore, I’ never be one of those
Numb, vindictive, chained to a ghost
Chant a worn out Mantra
Today’s the day, I let go
Some bricks keep comin’ back
No matter where you throw em…

I stare up into the sky
Pray for little light chase away the night…

Hey Star, how about little light to show me where you are
Hey Star, a little mercy here would go pretty far
Hey Star, is this the year, the year of letting go
Hey Star

Losing’s a part of living
Something we all go through
At least that’s what you tell yourself
when it’s happening to you

I Read in some book
It takes about year to let go
Yet some of us keep hangin’ on
To our unbreakable ropes

I stare up into the sky
Pray for little light to take away night…

Hey Star, how about little light to show me where you are
Hey Star, how bout a little light to illuminate these scars
Hey Star, This is my year

Into the Night

by John Wesley

I don’t mind if you pry, it’s just me
It’s the one thing I protect so well
this is my story

I don’t care where you go or who you tell
cause it’s my life and my lines
and have no fear we’re not forgotten here

One step to the light to see
one foot on the edge that’s me
one long trail into the night
all over this battle field

Sometimes you crawl
sometimes you kneel
one long trail into the night
one long trail into the night

What you sell
is not who you are
it’s what you do

Who I am
I protect so well
keep away from you

I don’t care where you go
or who you tell
because into the night we go on and on
this is my story
oh this is my story

One step to the light to see
one foot on the edge, that’s me
one long trail into the night

The King of 17

by John Wesley

Your momma and daddy can’t take care of themselves
So I’m gonna look after of you
Your daddy loves liquor and your momma needs help
Cause all of her nightmares came true

I got this car when my granddaddy passed
So meet me just after last bell
I’ve got twenty dollars it’ll get us some gas
We won’t get to far and we won’t get there fast
But it’s twenty dollars further from hell

Leave it to me cause I’m 17
Leave it to me we’ll get through
If’ you’ll be my queen then I’ll play a king
I’ll always look after you

Just leave it to me
I am a king at 17
Leave it to me…
I am the King of 17

We head to the east to catch up to the sun
You smile as you watch it rise
We come from nothing, we leave nothing behind
my world is the hope in your eyes

Leave it to me cause I’m 17
Leave it to me we’ll get through
If’ you’ll be my queen then I’ll play a king
I’ll always take care of you

Just leave it to me
I am a king at 17
Leave it to me…
I am the King of 17

Our Hero

by John Wesley

Our hero lives in a box at the bottom of a Coca-Cola sign
Like some great altar to God flashing
messages all the time
Here doesn’t come here to worship, no, he
comes here to live
At night he crawls through the city to
take whatever we don’t give

He used to have a little baby, but a
fragile thing can soon be gone
A little cold never hurt you and me, but
her she didn’t last long
Our hero stares at the stars, watches
them turn red and white
Says these are men who made this,
and this is not God’s light

Hear me, Hear me I’m at the bottom of
the red and the white sign
Hear me, Hear me Cause I’m coming for you

Our hero can’t read so he don’t know
what that sign says
And you can be damned sure the taste
of a coke never passed his lips
He knows these are men who have
made this and their day soon must come
All the people at the bottom prayin’ Lord
thy will be done
And they’re shoutin’

Hear me, Hear me I’m at the bottom of
the red and the white sign
Hear me, Hear me Cause I’m coming for you

Like Don Quioxte chasing some dragon
into the night
Our hero dreams of the battle that he
topples that red knight
Topples that red light

Our hero lays in the grass dreaming of
his little sweet child
He remembers holding her hands and
touching her little sweet smile
If a man can create this neon tower into the sky
Where the hell was the God of the Coca-Cola sign
the night she died

Hear me, Hear me I’m at the bottom of
the red and the white sign
Hear me, Hear me Cause I’m coming for you

Free

Lyrics are not available

A New Life in Old Sweat

Lyrics are not available

Disconnect

Lyrics are not available

In Rivers Of*

Lyrics are not available

Please Come Back

by John Wesley

Light filters into the room
Beams split into multitudes
Of angels, rainbows, or any dreams I make them be

Got pictures of you and me
Got a letter of apology
Return address as far away as you can be

My head keeps searching for
The parts of you I adore
I promise I will ignore
How mean you could sometimes be, if you’d just

Please come back to me
Please come back to me
Please come back…

Healthy, relationship,
words that never seem to fit
need and greed
have become more apropos

I’m convinced there’s nothing more
Than the struggle that’s in store
For any soul brave enough to claim love
Well I claim you, if you’d just…

Please come back to me
Please come back to me
Please come back…

feel the heat, you know I…
feel the cuts, you know I’d…
be a star that could lighten up your sky
you know I’d…
give you love, you know I’d
fill your heart, you know I’d
be a star that could sparkle in your sky
if you’d just…

Please come back to me
Please come back to me
Please come back

Dreamland*

Lyrics are not available

Walls of America*

Lyrics are not available

Going to California / Waiting for the Sun

Lyrics are not available

 

Album Details

John Wesley Live at L’Olympia was recorded live during Marillion Weekend 2009 at the Theatre L’Olympia, Montreal, Canada.

Released June 24, 2010

* Includes three previously unreleased songs. All songs and lyrics written by John Wesley except Going to California (Led Zepplin). Engineering by Rod Brunton. Final Mix & Mastering by Mark Prator, RedRoom Recorders, Tampa, FL. Photography by Joe Del Tufo. Cover artwork by Rebecca Dearth.