Imogen Jennifer Jane Heap je na Grammy nominovaná Angličanka.
S muzikou začala už v útlém dětství. Nejdřív se naučila hrát na piano, pak na cello, klarinet, kytaru, bicí... Hudbu začala skládat ve třinácti. Když jí bylo 12, rodiče ji poslali...
Píseň: The Listening Chair
- Interpret:
- Imogen Heap
- Album:
- Sparks
Cat, blue piano Are just some of the things I like So the more that I see of them in my day The better I sleep at night Mom, (dad), Giles, (Lizzie), Juliet, (uncle James) Are just some of the people I love So the more of all them I can get in my day The better I sleep at night I can moonwalk, build castles, play ping pong Talk to animals, hold my breath for a really long time And tell the future Are just six of the things I can do And the more I can fit of these things in my day The better I sleep at night Ahhh, the betetr I sleep at night Composer or maybe an astronaut This is what I'm gonna be when I grow up I know 'cause I sing out all through the day I fly through space at night The teasing, the fighting, the hospitals I don't wanna go anymore I put a brave face on, battle through the day But I might cry myself to sleep Pinch, pinch, punch, punch Dancing round the car park after lunch Copy cats, gold stars, cola cubes for good marks Shy type, show off Your mom’s got her masters, so what? Swap stickers, best friends, knight rider Whatcha tell the time again Popular, blonde hair, all the pretty girls sit over there Sister's in school, he’s cool, our brother knows karate What do I do to make you hate me so much? Is it the clothes I wear? The way I speak? Wonder bra thrown ‘round the German classroom You wouldn’t understand I’ll never live it down Hiding in the bushes Or tip-toeing down the corridor Stop it, you’ll make me laugh Why would I ever need to know this? Somehow I’ll get through I never want this to end This night, this music, with you in my arms Switch in to the real world No idea what I’m doing But here it goes (there she goes) I’ve found the place, feels like home But I caught you kissing her So suddenly I’m on my own There’s just not enough hours in the day Things are going great, I can’t complain When I stumble to bed, I sleep like a baby Finding my feet Make love, make money, make a difference Finding my feet Connect (connect) Finding my feet Make love, make money, make a difference How d'you do that again? Connect together I find myself gazing out of the window for no reason When did I stop eating bread… and cheese? I love cheese I want to have children, But I don’t want to have children, you know? Something nibbling, a feeling I can’t quite explain (A question) Online, offline, like I’m not really here (A choir) Awake or sleeping, somehow can’t tell the difference (A question) Bright light outside, dark deep down within It’s a cover up, it was a cover up operation all along Honing in, I’m honing in on the heart of it all Toughen up, I’ve got to toughen up Coz I’m breaking it all apart What’s at the heart What’s at the heart of it all? Who am I now? Who am I now?