Tears for Fears
Primary
members: Roland Orzabal, Curt Smith; Manny Elias, Ian Stanley
Band
Biography
Albums of focus: The Hurting (1981)
Songs for study:
About the band's name:
"It came from one of [Arthur Janov's] books called The Prisoners of Pain, just a chapter about children's nightmares, and it put forth a theory that if every child was allowed to be normal, they wouldn't invent monsters to be scared of. I mean, the monsters are invented because the children can't admit what they're scared of. And one of the ways to allow children to be natural, if they're upset about something and cry, is to let them. Tears as a replacement for fears, Tears for Fears."
- Curt Smith, 7 August 2008
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere
Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
coz I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very very
Mad world
Mad world
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Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen
Sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me
Hello teacher, tell me what’s my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
enlarged in your world
Mad world
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"It's a kind of love song, though more referring to one's parents than to a girl."
- Roland Orzabal |
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How can I be sure?
When your intrusion is my illusion
How can I be sure?
When all the time you changed my mind
I asked for more and more
How can I be sure?
When you don’t give me love
You gave me Pale shelter
You don’t give me love
You give me cold hands
And I can’t operate on this failure
When all I want to be is
Completely in command
How can I be sure?
For all you say you keep me waiting
How can I be sure?
When all you do is see me through
I asked for more and more
How can I be sure?
When you don’t give me love
You gave me Pale shelter
You don’t give me love
You give me cold hands
And I can’t operate on this failure
When all I want to be is
Completely in command
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I’ve been here before
There is no why, no need to try
I thought you had it all
I’m calling you, I’m calling you
I ask for more and more
How can I be sure?
When you don’t give me love
You gave me Pale shelter
You don’t give me love
You give me cold hands
And I can’t operate on this failure
When all I want to be is
Completely in command
You don't give me love
You don't give me, love!
You don't give me love
You don't give me, love! (repeat) |
"Start of the Breakdown" (Live at Rockpalast, West Germany, May 1983)
"It was a reference to my father, who had a nervous breakdown. 'Dry skin flakes when there's ice in the veins...' He had arterial sclerosis, and breakdown is the nervous breakdown. At that time there were certain bands that allowed you to be that morbid, and they were cool bandspeople like Joy Divisionwho really glorified that kind of pain and suicidal instincts."
-Roland Orzabal
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Scratch the ice
Let the telephone ring
Sense of time is a powerful thing
And we love to laugh
Love to cry
Half alive
We love to
Go slow when we’re dancing for rain
Dry skin flakes where there’s ice in the vein
And we love to cry
Half alive
Is this the start of the breakdown?
I can't understand you
Is this the start of the breakdown?
I can't understand you
Is this the start of the breakdown?
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Scratch the earth
Dig the burial ground
Sense of time won’t be easily found
And ten out of ten
For the ones who defend
Pretend too
Breakdown is a final demand
We stand firm with our heads in our hands
As we love to to cry
Half alive
Is this the start of the breakdown?
I can’t understand you
Is this the start of the breakdown?
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"The whole notion of repression in psychology is that although things are shoved to the back of one's mind, they still exert a force on your behaviour, creating phobias, depression, insecurities...You're using up energy when you're repressing things, which could be used for far better things..."
- Roland Orzabal |
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There’s only need
I love your need
So much I’m losing me
I cannot see the reason for the Pain
With hungry joy
I’ll be your toy
Just hoping you will play
Without hope my body starts to fail
Memories fade but the scars still linger
Goodbye, my friend!
Will I ever love again?
Memories fade but the scars still linger
I cannot grow
I cannot move
I cannot feel my age
The vice-like grip of tension holds me fast
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Engulfed by you
What can I do?
When History’s my cage
Look forward to a future in the past
Memories fade but the scars still linger
Goodbye, my friend!
Will I ever love again?
Memories fade but the scars still linger
The more I talk
The more I say
The less you seem to hear
I’m speechless in a most peculiar way
Your mind is weak
Your need is great
And nothing is too dear
For you to use to take the Pain away
Memories Fade
No don’t pretend you can justify the end
Memories fade but the scars still linger |
"That's the chapter from Janov, and it's really a reference to people's mindsets, the way that the ego can suppress so much nasty information about oneselfthe gentle way that the mind can fool oneself into thinking everything is great."
-Roland
"It really was all about that kind of thingthe psychological answer to religion being the opiate of the masses, whereas we thought ideas were, more than anything else."
-Curt Smith
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Say what you want
Say what you want
Say what you will
Say what you want
Say what you want
Say what you will
'Cos I find
You think what makes it easier
And I find
You think what makes it easier
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Say what you want
Say what you want
Say what you will
Say what you want
Say what you want
Say what you will
'Cos I find
You think what makes it easier
And I find
You think what makes it easier
And lies spread on lies
We don’t care
Belief is our relief
We don’t care |
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