Sweep Filmography

• May's Panto Party
  2009, role: actor , character name: Performer

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Sweep - Blue Foundation
• Sweep - Ljungblut
• Sweep - Bill Ward

The floor you walk on is smooth. There is no ground there.
Magic begins with blood. Outside, there are trees,
With concrete under their roots. But I have passed the tombs of kings,
Regaled them with pacing, checked bins for food and wrappings.
I have scoured the seas for miles, cloaked my face with ash.
My fingertips opening, accepting my time.
The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes
For me, I'm your sorrow
Calling in your dreams
For me, I'm your shadow
Howling in the streets
Water chimes in the space between rocks,
Speakers discharge and laughter is in the air,
Glass divides us,
empty bottles
mark the steady sweep of day
Tomorrow, I will walk the streets
And steel myself for the familiar. Your eyes
Will not settle, a hunger. You'd be happier in your grave.
When we meet, share stories, you stretch me. I see,
I see a semi-circle of teeth.
The dark cylinders of half-smoked cigarettes
For me, I'm your sorrow
Calling in your dreams
For me, I'm your shadow

On a beautiful day
you didn't care
Without these tears in my eyes
I could have seen it so clear
clear as the dark blue sky
And it feels like Im
inside a wreck
Im not feeling a thing
I just sit here and stare
And it feels like I imagined it all
'cause Im not feeling a thing
I just sit here and stare
stare at the clouds sweep by
What's done is done
getting emotional
It's not gonna change a thing
it's all gone wrong
When there's angels made in heaven
we sing
What's done is done
It was the tone in your voice
like you didn't care
Without these tears in my eyes
I could have seen it so clear
clear as an ocean drive
What's done is done
getting emotional
It's not gonna change a thing
it's all gone wrong
When there's angels made in heaven
we sing

Those being very small
Have been heard to say
That being small's OK.
Those getting rather big
May come to find
They've left their space behind.
Hey, yeah, you
Living in the middle
Too afraid to come out
Hanging on to your pride
So uneasy.
All fall down, it makes no difference
God Almighty holds the balance here
Get out, get out, get out of here.
We collide, how formal,
Is that why we're here?
Those going all the way
Have been heard to say
That being here's OK.
[Repeat 3rd Verse]
All fall down, it makes no difference.
God Almighty, hold the balance here
Get out, get out, get out of here.
We collide, how formal.
And gain control,