Ballad Of Bob Dylan

MINORITY AFTER IDES


Nostradamus sits idly

With his head down in a book

Peers over to the T.V. with one eye and predicts

‘We’re outta luck’

He sees Kilroy turn to Jesus to remark

So, the king of kings you say?

Well with talk like that, you’re off to join

All those heroes down the way

And there sat in the corner of the cell

James brown and Dr. King

And Thatcher listens eagerly

As they begin to sing

About when the KKK

Meet up and wait for dark

Then they put on their bloody red robes and all go

Hunting in the park


Do you think we’ll ever stop

To reflect on what we’ve done?

Whilst Newton sits under his tree

And waits for the atom bomb

And when they start a-fallin’

And the lights they all switch off

Bush will turn to Blair in open stare and ask

‘One more round of golf’?

With politicians and thieves

Who steal from the wishing-well

See Hitler turn to Genghis Khan to say

This world has gone to hell

Where you’ll see Kermit the Frog and the devil

Shake hands as they make a deal

And superman, he can’t save us now

‘cause we know that he ain’t real


Na, heroes they’re made up kid

As you flick through all you’re old comics

Day dreaming of being a cowboy trailing through

Spaghetti western flicks

Like an outlaw who wears a dusty hat

And rides a noble horse

Taking on the bad guys alone

Oh well kid, could be worse

Like the Mona Lisa who shrugs

At everyone she sees

She says; ‘why don’t you all just go home and

Let me be in peace’?

And with that Da-Vinci threw

His brushes to the ground

And says; ‘I hated painting anyway’

And gets up to leave this town

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FIVE DAYS A WEEK

Monday’s gone

Monday’s gone

Today I saw

A young girl mourn

She said she’s crying

For her son

Who’s gone away

To die too young


Tuesday’s gone

Tuesday’s gone

Today I passed

A starvin’ bum

His face was old

His feet were numb

He was begging to

The deaf and dumb


Wednesday’s gone

Wednesday’s gone

Today I stopped

A man on the run

When I asked him

What he’d done

He said: ‘I shot up this school

With my gun’


Thursday’s gone,

Thursday’s gone

Hear preachers preach

To a world gone wrong

‘Bout sex and drugs

To pointless song

We’re doomed to hell

We ain’t got long


Friday’s here

Friday’s here

Today I see

A world of fear

Why we’re here

Is still unclear

And though we pray

Your Gods don’t hear


Life’s a cheat

Bittersweet

Stopped caring now

Five days a week,

Leaves you feeling

Incomplete

Stuck on repeat

Five days a week

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COMING HOME

You’ve been gone for far too long

When you coming home?

There’s a storm knocking at the door and

I’m feeling so alone

The sky is weeping, bleeding life

And the earth is dull and grey

I kissed the tears that carve at your skin

Then watch you sail away

Now fairy tales they don’t

Always come true

Like ending up alone when

I should be with you

But don’t you stop believing

There’s always blue beyond the grey

Light beyond the dark or at least

That’s what they say


Your tears, they make me cry

Your voice sends me to sleep

You make the winters, fade to spring

And you make my life complete

You make my life complete

You make my life complete


Now everyday I’d wait

Live off the ocean air

Write letters in the sand and I dreamt

That you were here

I engraved every part of you

Kept you lock away in my mind

I didn’t care how long it took

I’d wait for the world, to unwind


Your tears, they make me cry

Your voice sends me to sleep

You make the winters, fade to spring

And you make my life complete

You make my life complete

You make my life complete


I must have sent a million

Bottles out to sea

Each with note saying

Won’t you come on home to me?

And one day I woke

When I was at my last breath

An angel in the mist took my hand

And she said;


Your tears, they make me cry

Your voice sends me to sleep

You make the winters, fade to spring

And you make my life complete

You make my life complete

You make my life complete

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CRUSADES

Are you feeling scared?

Or don’t you feel?

Do you think that we’re moving forwards now?

Or are we standing still?


Tell me what is the point?

What’s it all supposed to mean?

The stitches of your madness

They are fraying at the seems


Well you’ve made life a contradiction

The wind of change has no direction

It’s hard to know now where we stand

And no-one’s here to lend a hand


Isn’t there enough

Death on your doorstep?

You paint the pictures of our history

Which we’re

Trying to forget


But I guess it’s in your nature

To kill for greed

You fight from behind your desk

But is it your blood they bleed?


Well you’ve made life a contradiction

The wind of change has no direction

It’s hard to know now where we stand

And no-one’s here to lend a hand


You’ve left us in the dark

And reason’s hidden from sight

Hope is a lost child

In the forest of night


We’ll keep longing for the day

When you come to understand

That we ain’t gonna be joining

No crusade for the damned


Well you’ve made life a contradiction

The wind of change has no direction

It’s hard to know now where we stand

And no-one’s here

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PAUPERS, TRAMPS, THIEVES​

Hidden down the alley

With suspicion in his eyes

There’s secrecy in darkness raves

The crazy alibi

The pauper and the tramp

In caution they deny

As silenced is the night

As another someone dies


Now the rain hits heavy against the floor

Like the dead who won’t stop knocking at your door

Not even the moon wants to show its face

In the devil’s place


Trapped in desperation

In those unsettling eyes

Where feelings are all memories

And life becomes a lie

Now the trees they cower

As the butcher passes by

And silenced is the night as

Another someone dies


So be careful who you choose to become

Or you’ll be staring down the barrel of that gun

But we’re all committing suicide anyway

So does it really matter what I say?


Welcome to a new state of mind

Where love, hope and reason, they’re all left behind

The streets are all still and the stars run and hide

The thief commands the night with a devil at his side


Trapped in a world

Where freedom costs your life

Preying on the weak

Where everyone’s a price

Is living overrated?

Or are you just that bored?

Is there too much hatred?

Or are you just obscure?


So welcome to a state of confusion

Welcome to a nation of delusion

In this place everything’s a sin

So come on in


Welcome to a new state of mind

Where love, hope and reason, they’re all left behind

The streets are all still and the stars run and hide

The thief commands the night with a devil at his side


Welcome to a new state of mind

Where love, hope and reason, they’re all left behind

The streets are all still and the stars run and hide

The thief commands the night with a devil at his side

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SNOW IN SWANSEA

Jumping one step forward

Sliding two feet back

Climbing up that hill of glass

Trying to get back

And I must admit

That I didn’t know

How long I had, till my feet went numb

As I rummaged through the snow


Shops they shut up early

And the wind it didn’t blow

And all around the cityscape

Was swallowed up in snow

A sheet of white as far

As my eyes could see

Now that’s the first time I saw snow

In Swansea


The pale blue sky was crying

Down on me but gently

Dusting flakes upon the ground

And almost blinding me

Men of snow stood upright

Watching as they stood

Whilst the mean kid, looking proud

Knocks them all back down again


Shops they shut up early

And the wind it didn’t blow

And all around the cityscape

Was swallowed up in snow

A sheet of white as far

As my eyes could see

Now that’s the first time I saw snow

In Swansea


Jumping and a-diving

Slipping and a-sliding

Waiting for attacks from

People’s games

The city filled with laughter and

White cannonballs were flying

And people were a-gliding

As they rushed on by


Shops they shut up early

And the wind it didn’t blow

And all around the cityscape

Was swallowed up in snow

A sheet of white as far

As my eyes could see

Now that’s the first time I saw snow

In Swansea


I made it back to my fort

And climbed into the warm

Hung up my wet coat

My boots were all soaked through

Took a gaze from my window

To see if it would last

Reflected there for a while

Life’s moving way too fast


Shops they shut up early

And the wind it didn’t blow

And all around the cityscape

Was swallowed up in snow

A sheet of white as far

As my eyes could see

Now that’s the first time I saw snow

In Swansea

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LONG TIME WAITING...

Well I wrote this song whilst I was drunk

It’s probably about the government

But who can blame me?


You’re probably thinking who am I to preach?

Lord knows that I can’t teach

But I’m making more sense than you


You see, from my point of view

We’re the ones who are being used

You’re the fools


We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting


If you try and bite us in the ass

Then we’ll bite back twice as fast

What you think about that?


With your personalized number plates

When you’re the ones making all the mistakes

Don’t see us walking around like we have millions to spend


Would you be as quick to

Jump into my grave

You probably would


They’re doing what they thought

Was right for their country

Not themselves?


We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting


You just waste your words

Like you waste your bullets

But your words are far more dangerous


And now it’s such a PC age

That we’re afraid to say what we wanna say

But why should we be?


Why don’t you just tell it like it is?

And stop pitying people who pity themselves

There are millions of others worse off than you, you know?


We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting


Well just admit if you ain’t got a clue

‘cause we’re not the fools here

‘cause that’s you


As long as you’re around

We don’t stand a chance; we’re straying from the tracks

We better get back that’s what I say


You’re the vultures settling in the trees

Whilst people wait for their taxis

Woo hoo hoo hoo


Some people don’t see a point in working

But their pockets, they’re a-hurtin’

Now that ain’t fair one bit


We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting


Now blood doesn’t wash off that easily

No matter who you are

Or who your God is


You stick to your religion

Think I’ll stick to reason


Now everyone’s on pills

But no one’s feeling ill

What’s with that?


We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting


Now the young are looking after the young

And the dumb are looking after the dumb


You dress up all the toys in barbed wire

For the kids to play with

And that’s what you call love


Now there’s no use in waiting, contemplating

Or debating about all the things we’re hating

No sir


Does it really matter what we do

Is it going to change your point of view?

Probably not, but we’ll keep trying


We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting

We’ve been a long, time waiting

For reason

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DYIN' MAN

At the stillness of night all perception takes flight

As sure as the blind can see

Your fickle heart weighs more now than your guilt

May the sea, motionless and the hills that are blessed

Echo loyalty and dear fantasy

Through the lands that our fathers built


So take my hand, won’t you sing for me

So that I may hear you whilst I can

Will you burry me, where the old tree grows

Cause’ Papa’s a dying man


Your eyes depict that you’re weary and sick

But still you’re younger than I

And shadows that dance upon the wall refuse to dim

Sensation compels hazy minds to affray

But to no prevail

In treason against their king


Take my hand, won’t you sing for me

So that I may hear you whilst I can

Will you burry me, where the old tree grows

Cause’ Papa’s a dying man


Betrayed moments of silence are broke

By a praying chorus of loss

As the ships sail out far from humbled shores

Now creeps a slender hand

Over all that we fear to loose

Whilst hope is adrift in your war


Take my hand, won’t you sing for me

So that I may hear you whilst I can

Will you burry me, where the old tree grows

Cause’ Papa’s a dying man


A colourless veil of woven betrayal

Drapes from a lover’s crown

Dejected to roam a wilting and vacant land

No to prophesise and philosophise

Over such uncertainty

Is like a captain with no will to command


Take my hand, won’t you sing for me

So that I may hear you whilst I can

Will you burry me, where the old tree grows

Cause’ Papa’s a dying man


The bedlam Sky of yesterday cries

To wash away our sins

With the promise of life that leads us to our fate

Don’t sing in bitter, requiem for I can hear no more

They’re just songs, for my queen

To forsake


Take my hand, won’t you sing for me

So that I may hear you whilst I can

Will you burry me, where the old tree grows

Cause’ Papa’s a dying man

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BAN THE BUMS

Don’t know what to do

Brain ain’t gotta clue

Only got one shoe

Standing in the soup queue

Looking like a right fool

Feeling cold feeling blue

Looks like I caught the flu

But at least I got my soup, few


Excuse me sir, how’d you do

Now who the hell do you think you’re talking to?

You know that I can’t be seen standing next to you

You’re too tatty and I’m way too new


Looking through an old bin

Lucky if I find a thing

A paper and a bit of string

An empty tin, no diamond ring

An old guitar to help me sing

Waiting for a wealthy king

If he stops and starts to grin

Well that won’t change nothin’


Hey there politicians where you been?

Playing around with all that money again

I’ll just sit here and see what Santa will bring

A brown paper bag and a bottle of gin


I’m no business guy

Little sly, sharp tie

Nothing to buy

Can’t afford apple pie

‘cause the government, they lie

Get high, can’t fly

I ain’t gonna cry

But the least I can do is try


You gonna sit around and watch me die?

Come on, pull up some seats now, don’t be shy

And listen very closely and I’ll tell you why

Or just go to your warm home and tune in on your hi-fi


Life unstable

No food upon the table

Would work if I was able

But no soul here will take you

Na, no-one wants to play ball

Life ain’t no fable

Sipping soup from a ladle

No-one here to blame so


Na, this ain’t the way to go

Just need to start pocketing some dough

Been looking through the wrong window

Someone send me back when I was spoon-fed from the cradle


Looking for my next meal

Daddy taught me not to steal

Hey, bum go to jail

Any where’s a good deal

Weather makes my skin peel

Blisters on my right heel

Open up a torn sail

‘cause here comes a strong gale


It’s not my fault that people don’t feel

Well sir I don’t wanna be no fifth wheel but

I’m damned if you think that I’m gonna yield

I’m just playing the hand that my God dealed

Thank you God


Sleeping in the city grime

Doing time, amongst the crime

Watching stars, see them shine

Dreaming ‘bout food and wine

Can’t be me I’m really trying

Waiting for some hopeful sign

Eyes open, always blind

I don’t wanna fall behind


Hey you people, you dress so fine

Take a good look and I’m sure you will find

You’ve all gone, lost your minds

And that’s the only thing I got I can call mine


Hey kid, need to chill

Chewing on your magic pill

Head feels like a windmill

Still gotta get your fill

Please waiter, no bill

Got no money, feeling ill

But gotta rob your cash-till

If he won’t, then I will


Look at you all peering from your window sills

Well how the hell do you think that I feel?

I’m standing at the bottom of the steepest hill

It’s a big, big climb and you know it’s gonna kill

But don’t worry ‘bout it


Don’t sleep in a bed

Don’t know when I’m being fed

Hey there son, my name’s Fred

You mind if I share some bread?

Better watch where I tread

Or I’ll be torn to shreds

I ain’t easily mislead

Got no job but I’m well read


But I’m still getting kicked in the head

Would it be easier if I just lay down dead?

Did you in your suits not hear what I said?

Well, just keep on talking, go right ahead

Or try listening instead


Ain’t gonna grumble

Ain’t gonna stumble

Wouldn’t mind a change though

Ain’t gonna say no

Time moves too slow

Gotta keep my head low

Nowhere to go

A cold wind’s gonna blow


Better find shelter I can’t feel my nose

Can’t feel my feet and I can’t feel my toes

I don’t have anything at the end to show

I hate to admit it, there’s a problem with my cash-flow


Face down in the mud

Cut lip, taste blood

But I ain’t no mug

No sir, no thug

Getting up to no good

Would work if I could

Doing what a man should

And not sleeping on no rug


I’m not going to stand where you’re stood

If I had your money, you think that I would?

Two worn eyes look from under my hood

But all I got to show are two bags and some broken wood


Ain’t got jack to sell

No stories that I want to tell

No money for the wishing-well

Throw me in a prison cell

Society’s a broken bell

It don’t fit, it don’t gel

It tripped me up and down I fell

Na, life ain’t all that swell


I’ve been out here since I was twelve

People keep avoiding me, they think I must smell

I would wish you all a fonder farewell

But it really don’t matter, this might as well be Hell


Ain’t got no home

Ain’t got no phone

Ain’t never goin’ to Rome

Ain’t never even flown

Never gonna see me groan

Never gonna hear me moan

I don’t wanna be alone

And I don’t wanna set the tone but


I hope you’re comfortable, sitting on your throne

I think that there’s something you need to be shown

Not everything is plated in chrome

‘cause if you’re the jewel that makes me the stone

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War Is On

MONSTERS

I see monsters

Crawling through the streets at night

I see them waiting

Outside your room in disguise

And they’re howling

Begging you to come out and play

But you wait there

‘Cause that’s where you know that they’ll stay


And how come no-one can tell

That we used to live in this house?


Ohh, Oh

Ain’t it a cryin’ shame?

Ohh, Oh

Ain’t it a cryin’ shame?


Now you’re lying

Hell you gave us such a scare

And it’s raining

Down on your face again

And you’re shaking

You don’t know what love is no more

And you wait there

Still, do your best to ignore


And how come no-one can tell

That we used to live in this house?


Ohh, Oh

Ain’t it a cryin’ shame?

Ohh, Oh

Ain’t it a cryin’ shame?

Ohh, Oh

Ain’t it a cryin’ shame?

Ohh, Oh

Ain’t it a cryin’ shame?

Ohh, Oh

Ain’t it a cryin’ shame?

Ohh, Oh

Ain’t it a cryin’ shame?

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KIND HEARTED GIRL

My hair’s a mess

But I’m ok I guess

Well enough to know I’ve had too much wine

But babe I don’t see

What you’re seeing in me

And I don’t want to be wasting your time


Now my clothes are tatty

And my body is weary

And my mind is tired and shot

You can take me or leave me

As long as you know that

You don’t have to share your kind heart


But it’s been a while

Since I’ve seen a smile

But babe, I know that you can

And now I need a woman

Who can make me feel good

So if you want girl, I will carry you home


Hey, hey, hey

There walks a kind hearted girl


Now all those letters

Well they used to read pretty

But now they just hurt like hell

So they’re put in a box

And I’m not looking back

And now I am doing well


Don’t be afraid

And don’t shy away

Because I can take a hell of a lot

So keep those blue eyes, raised

Stand close to me

And act like you want me to act


On the windswept mountains

There are crashes of thunder

In the highlands where you were born

You’re wild like the rain

And I don’t wish to tame you

Just keep you safe from the storm


Hey, hey, hey

There walks a kind hearted girl


Now I know you’re right

Though I’d still wait all night

Even though we can never be

But it won’t stop me dreaming

Though you’re so far away

In a land I will never see 


Now we don’t have long

Until the morning comes

So babe, I will take anything

‘Cause I’ve seen a future

Where you’re laid down beside me

As the morning sun kisses your skin


And hardly knew her

But no-one will do but that

Kind hearted girl

Though it was only a moment

And can’t let it go

It was better than nothing at all


Hey, hey, hey

There walks a kind hearted girl





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JUDAS ISCARIOT

You say that you don’t need me now

I’m sorry but, I don’t think it’s true

And you say that you don’t love me now

Well I’m sorry but, I don’t think it’s true


I’m the cancer inside of your soul

I’m the last breath that you cannot hold

I’m the broken spirit of your hope

I’m the voices telling you that you can’t cope

I am war when you need peace

I am pestilence when you have no disease

I am famine when you are fully fed

And I am death


I am Judas Iscariot

And I’ll condemn you in the end

30 pieces of silver in my hand

Yes I’ll betray you my friend


Now please don’t get me wrong this ain’t just another song

It’s my display of lost love for it all, my old friend

Now please don’t get me wrong this ain’t just another song

It’s my display of lost love for it all, my old friend


You see I’m sick of being tired and I’m tired of being sick

Yes, I’m sick of being tired and I’m tired of being sick

And you can close your eyes and you can clench your fists

But you know that in the end you can never win


I am Judas Iscariot

And I’ll condemn you in the end

30 pieces of silver in my hand

Yes I’ll betray you my friend


I am Judas Iscariot

And I’ll condemn you in the end

30 pieces of silver in my hand

Yes I’ll betray you my friend

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BETTER THE DEVIL YOU KNOW

The weathered eyes

Of the statue cries

At the altar

That you still turn to

As a frail breath sighs

At the guilt ridden lies

That he scribes

With his pen

And begins to write again


A hesitant hand

And a still tongue

Keeps a wise head

But you still long to falter

Still you try to outrun the devil’s grasp

As chaos laughs

With uncertain wrath

For he’s the king of all

In the tempest and the squall


Whilst ivy clings

To the stubborn walls

Of the village church

Where the blossom falls around you

From an ill wind and a threatening sky

That can’t deny or lie

Imply or shy

Away from you

Or the world that you once knew


The undertaker stays reserved

Though in his grin

It shows that

Death pays kindly

While young men sing of lust

And just because

They crave her touch

But like tattooed skin

It’s hard to mask your sin


The piper plays ill

A melody

But still you see

What you wish to see regardless

But in welcomed arms

Lay wilting charms

And jealous calm

Which walk hand in hand

Across the tired land


Sheltered by

Small comforts

But in time the storm

Is sure to reach you too

As you contemplate by shadow and pale candlelight

So your secrets might

Remain concealed

But corruption is revealed

____________________

 

JUST ANOTHER ROAD

Where have you been my friend?

I hope that you have travelled well

And oh have you seen the news


We got kids on the streets

Hatred and violence

Hunger and sickness

Scandals and vandals,

Not enough money

Corruption, destruction

All kinds of problems


Oh, I have seen my friend

I have seen my friend

And I know my friend

All too well my friend


Can you hear my love?

The drums echo through the streets and cut through the night

And can you hear them say


We got love for our brothers

The strength of our fathers

Faith in our friends

Trust in our children

Respect for each other

Patients and wisdom

Acceptance, forgiveness


Oh I have heard my love

I have heard my love

Now don’t you fear my love

I hear it too my love


I am troubled lord

As I stumble down just some other dark road

And by chance, I happen to meet


I met liars and cheaters

Killers and thieves

Users and losers

Robbers and thugs

Scammers and swindlers

Racists and haters

Monsters and all sorts


I have met them lord

I have met them lord

Should I forgive them lord?

Should I forgive them lord?


Now son, have you ever known

The rain to fall from the sky and pierce at your skin

And do you know how it feels?


To be angry at nothing

Frustrated and empty

Confused and deluded

Lonely and pained

Hollow and weary

Defeated and cheated

All this and more


This is how I am

This is how I feel

And I hope that you’ll never see

The things that I have seen


Now we can share your blame

Through the vacant towns where you’re children once played

‘Cause all we have that’s left


We got greed and ignorance

Lust and obsession

Everything we wanted

Nothing we needed

Fighting and dying

No morals or dignity

Nothing of value


We have always known

You have always known

And you are not alone

My child, you’re not alone

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STRANGER THINGS CAN HAPPEN

As crooks and thieves crowd infested bars

Big shot bosses chomp on their cigars

And go to light up another bill

And amongst the crowd cloaked in mystery

A priest as blind as any fool could be

Jumping at shadows that don’t exist

Cast them all to the lake of fire

Those no good sinners and long-tongued liars

‘cause you can’t beat the devil at his own game

Still, stranger things can happen


They sing of a girl that love can’t buy

That woman could make any tough man cry

But that don’t mean she’s out to get you

She will question all that you believe

Yet she can’t see the evil in men or the devil in me

And I really didn’t mean to break her heart

She has nothing to prove and she don’t mind that it hurts

Though that’s the trick she pulls, that’s the way she works

And I don’t want it anymore

Still, stranger things can happen


When you’ve got nothing, you’ve nothing to lose

Kind wisdom offered in exchange for booze

As pride is kicked to the floor

You’re just a song without meaning, playing playground games

While all the kings men do their best to shift the blame

Death, you have no authority here

Things are different but somethings refuse to change

As times are moving forward whilst you all stay the same

Now you’re just talking to deaf ears that don’t really care

Still, stranger things can happen

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FORGOTTEN

Fire in her eyes

Flowers in her hair

But when she passed them by

They didn’t seem to care


No-one knew her name

She never spoke a word

She was never seen

And she was never heard


Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Lady of the land


Her voice sang through the Summer air

The flowers and the crows

And when the grey clouds gathered

Then the rain poured down and froze


Little did they know

That they were not alone

The people of the land broke her heart

And stole here throne


Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Lady of the land


Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm

Lady of the land

____________________

 

THE LONELY ONE IS YOU

The grand magician he laughs

As he plays tricks on all of you

But in the king’s grand court-room

The jester plays the fool


Cradled by his thrown

Like a relic bathed in dust

The tarnished king, he just sits there

As his crown begins to rust


And all around the nobles

They talk of war and peace

But all the while they fight

When it was beauty who killed the beast


And you may stand around and laugh

But there is nothing you can do

And it doesn’t really matter ‘cause

The lonely one is you


Now standing at the alter

A lonely pauper’s bride

He stole her cloak and dagger and then

Robbed her of her pride


And the priest, he let her be

As she won’t stay here for very long

As she passes Romeo with Juliet

And holds here jealous tongue


You see, she knows guilty men seek pleasure

In the alleys and the streets

Where misery seeks company

And knocks you off your feet


And in the boarded up old theatre

The sunlight seeps on through

And casts a shadow on the silver screen where

The lonely one is you


Now the life begins to drain

From his old and weathered face

As Dr. Jekyll, he’s just stood there

Whilst Hyde, he leaves without a trace


And now he’s all alone and

Whisky stains his breath

He’s been tryin’ to keep those demons back

But the dead they never rest


‘It wasn’t me’! He shouted

It was Hyde who did the crime

But nobody here could find him

So, yours truly did the time


And as he peers on out beyond the bars

At his concrete prison view

He sinks his head, as the warden he says

“Well the lonely one is you”

Now, the cracks they start a’ showing

As life begins to take its toll

But you know when you’re in trouble man, when

Millionaires are on the dole


And though these walls, they have no ears

And prying eyes they cannot see

Your disguise it still looks cheap

With every lie you throw at me


All the heroes now, flee

And the saints, they follow too

Well I’ve never needed anyone

And I sure as Hell do not need you


And you can follow your gods to Hell

‘Cause you really ain’t got a clue

And you can preach till the sun burns on out

But still the lonely one is you

____________________

 

S.O.S.

Please help me God, I’m dyin’

Please help me God, I’m hurt

I know I always doubted you

But now I need your help

Please help me God, I’m dyin’

Please help me God, I’m hurt

I know I always doubted you

But now I need your help


S.O.S. (save our souls)

S.O.S. (save our souls)


Please help me God, I’m so, so lost

Please help me God, no matter the cost

A hypocrite needs help

Today

Please help me God, I’m so, so lost

Please help me God, no matter the cost

You know that you made me

This way


S.O.S. (save our souls)

S.O.S. (save our souls)


S.O.S. (save our souls)

S.O.S. (save our souls)

____________________

 

King After Midnight

BLOOD ASH HILL

The devil is blind

To what the light can see

You cannot surrender

What you reaped from me

Corruption in the darkness

And thievery

Are home to this town

Named misery

And written on the signpost

Written in the stone

You can’t go back

You daren’t go home

You think you such

A clever whore

To appoint on me

What no man could endure

I’ll find you witch

Parade you through the square

Chastise your body

And shave your hair

Then make you crawl on your belly

Through the shit and the mud

To the chapel gates

Where hope once stood


I’ll drag you to hang

Till your feet are still

I’ll string you up

On Blood Ash Hill


Now angels shouldn’t drag

So heavy on their feet

You’re a raven, a coward

Who preys on the weak

I see through your lies

You drunken fool

The price of a bottle

Both bloody and cruel

You’re for the beast to claim

And by your hand I’ll kill

Beat your withered frame

Till fatigue instils

I’ll have you kicking and a-pleading

For all to see

Then I’ll show you how slow

Death can be

In the midday sun

I’ll smoke you out

I will watch you burn

In this cursed drought

And then when I’m done

I swear to you

That a desperate God

May have you soon


With one strike

I’ll smash your skull

Then leave you for dead

On Blood Ash Hill

We’ve suffered by your hand

So I’ll strike you down

Then I’ll drag you through

This loathsome town

I should cut

Your tongue right out

So my ears fall deaf to you

Wail and shout

Sin for a sin

Eye for an eye

In this squalor

I’ll watch you die

You think me

A vengeful man?

But a grave will hold better 

Than a prison cell can

So I will cleave

You down to size

As a learned butcher knows

Death speaks no lies


There is a weary figure

Who does God’s will

Standing proud

On Blood Ash Hill

____________________

 

BRING ME BACK

Now steadfast the buttons

On your denim coat, girl

We’ll take the road less travelled

From here on in

I’m not quite ready to leave this ghost

Stranded out in the cold

The one that can breathe out a sigh of sorrow

But in the same breath sing


By the time you turn around to

See her

To see her

Yes she’s so fickle she’ll be

Gone

Gone

She’ll be gone


The city lights, they are now

Far and few in-between us

While the autumn fair has moved on

And winter’s long past due

But the seasons have no reason to lie

And we’ve no right to ask them

If there’s really any hope

That we’ll make it through


But that’s the beauty, we just

Don’t care

We don’t care

Call off the search ‘cause we ain’t

Listening

Listening

We’re done listening, ‘cause there’s only

One place

That we’re ever really

Heading towards


Bring me back

Take me home

I wanna see the fields, where I was born, where I belong

I’ve already been away too long


Things they’ve changed, these lousy aches have crept in

They’ve been too short coming

As I recall the last time I saw you stood

On the front line alone

But in your eye, there’s a familiar spark, a comfort

That keeps me reckless

So sing or cry, either way, she’s still good

To get us home


There’s no-one to answer to in

This town

In this town

Just the moon and stars they’ll share your

Worries

Your worries

All your worries, and there’s only

One place

That we’re ever really

Heading towards


Bring me back

Take me home

I wanna see the fields, where I was born, where I belong

I’ve already been away too long


I wanna see the fields, where I was born, where I belong

I’ve already been away too long

____________________

 

NOTE TO SELF

She was cute, left-handed and a mystery

And when she spoke, it was always so eloquently

She had a psychedelic hairstyle that never bothered me before

But now she’s gone, she’s just like the rain

That’s beating on the ground

How I’ve come to love that sound


Now it’s Summer again and I don’t sleep that good

The neighbour’s dog won’t stop barking down the neighbourhood

At the glorious rebel sound of an electric guitar

Another worthless remark you say, coming from a teenage room

Where nothing matters to them now

They just never cared to tell you how


To see you dance, to see you blessed

Hidden behind a smile of innocence

Though it was all lost in translation for a while

Now you call me a monster but I’ll never be a patch on you

And that pains me, like it’s never done before

I guess love’s got a lot to answer for

____________________

 

REBELVISION

Snow White grips her shadow tight

It’s harder than ever to keep out of the light

When there’s a lot of noise coming from behind that rehab door

Call it a write off, call it an exile for the will

Call it heaven’s gate, call it a damn good deal

Either way, she’s not that bothered that she’s been here before


Politicians stand and deliver

Word is that you can draw your pistols quicker

You may still believe that the devil, he looks after his own

All roads lead to nowhere fast

Only a fool thinks that this luck will last

But you are most bruised when you are all alone


Lady Luck now, it seems she seldom speaks

She keeps her head down low, sits jaded and weeps

While all the drunks are hung up in the alley, out to dry

How does someone so young get so bitter

On a steady diet of slimming pills and twitter?

Stumbling on her thoughts as life passes her by


She’s like an emerald set in rust

Whilst fortune and wealth go bust

Turns out we never did have different needs

We were just moving at different speeds


Stand together or fall by division

Tune in to your rebelvision

And when the midnight hour sinks on in

That’s when darkness is king


From the washed-up hacks to the queen of porn

Who substitute pride with jealous scorn

Behind a shoddy film set where ambition once stood

Not even the grim reaper would touch you now

If you only knew, if the stars would allow

One rare peek at the truth behind that curtain of Oz


It’s contagious like a favourite drug

So don’t be too quick to judge

It’s a blessing and it’s curse

But at least it can’t get worse


Stand together or fall by division

Tune in to your rebelvision

And when the midnight hour sinks on in

That’s when darkness is king


And the sombre winter king

Talks down to his queen of Spring

But he knows if they don’t learn to co-exist

Then tragedy can lead to God or bitterness


Stand together or fall by division

Tune in to your rebelvision

And when the midnight hour sinks on in

That’s when darkness is king

____________________

 

DEAD MAN'S SHOES

There are heroes

And villains

Liars

And saints

Then there are good men

Who pay

For the Devil’s

Mistakes


There are searchers

And roamers

The lost

And the found

And the fools

Who follow beggars

Into this hellish

Wasteland


This cup is half empty

This hour-glass is dry

The message is scrambled

These truths are all lies

So keep your distance boys

And embrace this sweet fury

As reason keeps reining us in

Like a great Prophet of song

From this place where we don’t

Belong


Hear us cry, cry, cry, cry


In a place like this

We were born to lose

But I wasn’t born to wear

Dead man’s shoes


There are Queens

To the night

And kings

Of the sun

And the desperate

Who pray

For the rain

To come


There are the rich

And the wealthy

The poor

And the lame

The fat

Then the dying

The mad

And the sane 


There’s no named witnesses here

As the swarm hits the crowd

You ain’t in the mood to talk so

You just laugh out loud

Whilst alone weeps mercy

As we begin scratch away at the surface

The rust you leave behind never truly goes away

You make life look cheap

Like that dead man’s suit you wear that don’t fit

Neat


Hear us cry, cry, cry, cry


In a place like this

We were born to lose

But I wasn’t born to wear

Dead man’s shoes


Hear us cry, cry, cry, cry


In a place like this

We were born to lose

But I wasn’t born to wear

Dead man’s shoes

____________________

 

PORTRAIT FOR A QUEEN

I woke up one late autumn morn

To a knocking at my door

And a man dressed in importance

Well he handed me a scroll

The writing was of elegance

The paper; smooth and fine

As I read it over

In my mind


It read; “dear sir

Your work is world renown

I wish for you to paint for me

A veil for this land”

As I read to the bottom

In the final line she wrote

“My people they wouldn’t

Understand”


So I packed my paints and grabbed my hat

And I was on my way

Thoughts were running through my head

What am I to say?

The palace was the grandest place

That I had ever seen

As I went to paint

A portrait for the Queen


I was lead into the palace hall

Where my lady sat

I lowered my eyes to the floor

As I took off my soaked hat

Not a word was spoken

Just a whisper of a sigh

As I glanced up

To meet her eye


My Queen was dressed in robes of red

And the glitter of gold was immense

But instead of renowned beauty I saw a fading smile

Held up by a frail and heavy heart


As I placed brush to canvas

I could not steady my hand

And as the hours fleeted

I began to understand

Every brushstroke revealed a sorrow

That I could not disguise

No matter how hard

I tried


In her face I could paint

All her hopes and fears

And in her eyes a fire, long since tamed

By her tears

There is nothing so bitter

Than to now accept her fate

As by the morning would

Be too late

  

My Queen was dressed in robes of red

And the glitter of gold was immense

But instead of renowned beauty I saw a fading smile

Held up by a frail and heavy heart


My Queen was dressed in robes of red

And the glitter of gold was immense

But instead of renowned beauty I saw a fading smile

Held up by a frail and heavy heart


Now there will come a time

So I knew what I had to do

For the sake of a land where

Majesty once did rule

When they come to her in desperate need

For wisdom and a prayer

But my lady, she

No longer will be there


Though she will be missed

But no more must she wait

On the dying and the desperate cries

For a kind ear to elate

Instead there is talk

Of a painting that is hung

To lift this burden long after

We are gone


My Queen was dressed in robes of red

And the glitter of gold was immense

But instead of renowned beauty I saw a fading smile

Held up by a frail and heavy heart

____________________

 

THIS ROOM

Melodies reflect

Through the misty hills

Birds skim over

A drunken sea

City lights bleach

A moonlit sky and

Colours break golden as

Seasons flee


Age is revealed

In weary lines to your hand

As like rivers etch away

Divine scars to the land


Half-mast banners

And fleeting smiles

See light sear through

The twisting trees

All watched in comfort

From this here room

Meadow scents drift

On a willing breeze

____________________

 

ROAD LESS TRAVELLED

Now some people don’t like being told they’re wrong

But if we never lose, then we would never learn

So we’ll play this one by ear and close to our chests

And it’ll be the best one yet


This kind of hardship it’s getting old

As we struggle to walk, our boots weary with gold

Yes, this silhouette casts a misleading shape

Whatever we had, it’s too late


We’ve become tethered to this place by means of design

Addicted to trinkets, cigarettes and wine

Now this stage has become far too grand

And nothing ever goes as planned


And you can tell by the way

That this river bends

That nothing too good will come

As the Queen of hearts

She don’t take too kind

To the people she leaves behind

She really don’t have the time


This unwavering splendour casts no doubt or fear

Over all that is right, no, nothing’s sacred here

So close the door on thought and not a moment too soon

Now that love’s become a cheap motel room


You're still a magpie and a pest but we’ll be sure to salute

Dressed as neat as a pin, in a sharp patchwork suit

No, never in a month of Sundays will you find

A better way to lose your mind


Don’t you think it’s time to fold and cash it all in?

You’re a train without brakes, an umbrella in the wind

Hurry up and get the washing in from the storm

We don’t think we can take much more


But as long as I’ve got

My hat and my dog

I’m not too worried about you

You can call me fool

And my dog, not so bright

But we never could resist a fight

No, we never could resist a fight


In this land of mountains and giants things are getting outta hand

I see forgotten grains of paradise in every grain of sand

But this crooked door, the one that never quite fit the frame

If it’s fixed it just wouldn’t feel the same


It’s a lie that your very character believes

And a truth that only time can deceive

So we’ll keep searching for any signs of life

Between the torture and this laidback strife


Take a sip to lift your liberal spirits, then unwind

But cling on tight to the ideals that your dad left behind

We’ll start you off in life, here in this place of beauty queens

Where you can blossom into troubled teens


Now we're nearly at the end

And all we can see

Are other ways to start on up

So don’t dwell too much

On your reality

‘Cause there is no such remedy

____________________

 

WARBIRD

Here creeps the hunger

Here creeps the thirst

It’ll feed you war

But it’ll starve you first

Oh warbird

You’re such a pretty little thing

But that’s not why it’s so hard to watch you

Kill as you sing


Now here stands the tyrant

Here walks the master of death

This soil is now rotten, the air tainted by its

Toxic breath

In time we will learn

That even blood can taste sweet

As it hordes for itself, laying waste and gorging

On deceit


Now here crawls the liar

Grotesquely warped from out of the fire

Prised on hind legs, itching to kill

For want of remiss

This war was lost long before this

These seeds were planted long ago


It’s the one who stands between us

Here comes the warbird


All hail this prophet

As here sees the siege

It’ll fan the flames of war only to

Deaden the breeze

This thing rules over fire

But doesn’t reign over me

Its mind cannot penetrate

What the eyes cannot see


Here marks the end

That has well-greased the gears of war

Now here in this ruin

It sits as the lord of all

There are shells in this bunker

As it slaughters the herds

Make way for its sin

That claims the heavens and earth


I don’t need to walk

A mile in your shoes to know how you work

As mysterious as you think you are

An assault of the mind

And on both body and spirit, forced to leave love behind

Still we can’t breech whatever this is   


It’s the one who stands between us

Here comes the warbird


There’s no forest for trees

Until we see it all burn

We hold to one crime and despise another

Until the damage is done

But don’t be fooled by chaos

There are no Gods here in war

It just loves the attention

Like a drunk loves a whore


It’ll feed us its lies

And we will praise its honesty

War is the product of a carless

Democracy

We saw it lurking, we saw the signs

As it takes us by the hand

Like a child lead astray


You steal the scene

Evil sticks like blood to a name

You’ve had your dose, now it’s time you move on

It’s dressed to kill

Behind a suit its pen has you bent to its will

And it fights dirty with money


It’s the one who stands between us

Here comes the warbird

____________________

 

WINE, SPIRITS, TOBACCO

BLOOD AND TEARS

Faded ink on skin and scar

What we want most to be we are

Tranquil blessed be this journey on

Far from the certain, pending storm

Paradise locked behind key and gate

Cowards laugh whilst courage waits

For us to play out our mistakes


Shadows pale in mysterious ways

As life’s cruel twists force our gaze

Fortune swept beneath uncertain seas

I swear this girl will be the death of me

At last released by fate’s strong hand

Stubborn shame knocks me down to land

On comfort warm that lets me stand


Even guilty men must condemn

As to why broken bones refuse mend

And the willow tree, still it cries

When old and young alike must die

The path is clear in front to see

On this map no mountains stand etched in front of me

As scorn and sorrow flee


Carelessness and point of view

Are dangerous to appointed few

Unburdened by constraints and time

Lay idle may this be their crime

Bridges burn the ghosts we knew

On this old land we’ll build a new

In this new world we’ll think of you


In your eyes blood and tears

Conceals you from these golden fears

While devils play this bluebird sings

In innocence to hide its sins

Brave and beauty belong to war

Defiance bound by useless law

Puts to shame what we fall for


Moonlight fades and lanterns weep

As heroes swap faces down forbidden streets

Words pretend and names are left unsung

It’s easier than to admit we’re wrong

Cold wind howls and whispers chase

Splintered trees see this cradle break

And drives us from this haunted place

____________________

 

YOU ALL LOSE YOUR CHARM (IN THE END)

Cranes, tower through our urban skies

And dwarf those who build on progress with their lies

The brave; built few

Politicians; bought cheap

These foundations are becoming too weak


We’re on the ropes

Replacing logic for lust

It’s getting harder to stretch our wings here

In these cages they build for us

The privileged they inherit power

But not the wisdom to command

Stunting true progress by planting

Good seeds on hardened ground


Faint sleight of hand

It deceives the eye

And steers from the leaders to the lie


How easily speeches sound pretty

As time and time again

We’re drawn, like a moth to a flame

And here you still stand

You with no morals to defend

Well you all lose your charm in the end


Dowsed and burnt in electric light

You’re click-bate, disposable, lost to the night

Your likeness belongs to those who will bleed you dry

Atop the grey, we’re shown the colour that paints the lie


No, nothing changes here

Now ain’t that the truth?

Old men, they trample all over

The instinct of youth

So question all choices

It’s a day late and a dollar short

Revolution is what we’re craving,

But not what we’re searching for


Faint sleight of hand

Keeps your intentions well hid

And steers from the magician to the trick


How easily it’s packed so pretty

As time and time again

We’re drawn, like a moth to a flame

And here you still stand

You with no morals to defend

Well you all lose your charm in the end



How easily you’re dressed so pretty

As time and time again

We’re drawn, like a moth to a flame

And here you still stand

You with no morals to defend

Well you all lose your charm in the end

____________________

 

LEAVE THEM ALONE

Why don’t you listen to reason?

Stuck in your ways, refusing to change

Deluding yourself in what you think is right

When only disaster will make you see the light


Who do you think you are?

Playing with people’s lives, isn’t a game

Danger lurking in every home

Leave them alone


Deadly metal contraptions

Put in the wrong hands

Just one slip of the finger

Will halt another man’s stand


Who do you think you are?

Playing with people’s lives, isn’t a game

Danger lurking in every home

Leave them alone


The time is past it’s far too late

This place is an awful state

Bloodshed and havoc wreak the land

Will someone please take a stand?


Who do you think you are?

Playing with people’s lives, isn’t a game

Danger lurking in every home

Leave them alone

Leave them alone

Leave them alone

Leave them alone

____________________

 

GOSIAME

Barely living skeletal frames

Gasping, screaming and crying in pain

Bodies increasing, their hope decreasing

Just who will take the blame?


You took these people and hung them out to dry

Don’t give a damn just how much they cry

Take away the burden of their debt

Give them hope and give them life


Fuelled by profit from the fear that you breed

Under regime and control

You rule in the light but cast shadow and doubt

As you turn a blind eye to famine and drought


Why are you killing them this way?

Why are you killing them this way?

Why are you killing them this way?

Why are you killing them?


Just look at all the pain that you’re causing

Only protecting your backs

Overlooking disease and infection

Handover the cure, you’ve lost your direction


Why are you killing them this way?

Why are you killing them this way?

Why are you killing them this way?

Why are you killing them?

____________________

 

BRIDGES BURN (DIRT AND COUNTRY)

This field is too worked for ploughing

But still you call for more

The land it weeps

While money speaks

Till there’s no need for words at all


The pills are hard to swallow

But we’re too sick to care

Sticks and stones may break my bones but

You're too much to bear


All your words fall deafly

Whilst the rent is overdue

The nurse is delayed

And underpaid

But the dirt in the ground holds true


Thanks for all the bother

Thanks for sticking around

They say sing what you see

And sing what you know

But it’s only getting me down


The doors they are a-closin’

And you keep leading us, to believe

That cutting all ties

On what you say we despise

Is good enough reason to leave?


You’re afraid to leave your sanctum

Afraid of your own skin

‘cause they judge and hate

And discriminate

Against who you’re meant to be


Though this boat is going under

You say order is restored

As everything’s neatly

Labelled and stamped

And then positively ignored


Thanks for all the trouble

Don’t pay it any mind

The ancient ways

Clear through this haze

As the young get left behind


You make the rules that bind us

You make decisions that kill

Tough times are ahead

So it’s back to the plough

Before 8 hours of what you will


Lead on by example

Said the sun to the great north wind

But starved by the breeze

These skeletal trees

Are little comfort as winter bows in


 Locked away in your chamber

You squabble, crow and debate

Well Eye spy

With my little eye

A room full of delusion and hate


We’re are all bad in somebody’s story

But poor Julia, was never no saint

Time can heal

But time is cruel

Still waters, they run deep


Thanks for all the sorrow

‘cause when I see you I cross the street

To smile through the tears

And smile through your fears

Is to stay noble in defeat

____________________

 

ODE TO LOVE, THESE WASTED YEARS

On this scared old hag

Graced by emerald and dirt

Surrounded by

Jagged crystal and sea

Bloodied young men

Fight to prove their worth

On the streets

Where I lay


Where saints and crooks

And devils they drink

Laugh and cry

Dance and sink

The sorrows of wasted

Years gone by

Till the taverns, they all

Run dry


Dancing ambers start to sell

The dark to the weary

From lanterns that drape

From the old town walls

At the bottom of

A glass there’s beauty

Where true wisdom

Calls


So the songs they do say

To the devil’s own shame

As we drink to our

Good health in vein

Throughout the night

These rivers they run

For preachers, poets

And kings


In uncertain realms

Amongst mortal folk

Lay tranquil calms

And jealous storms

Where pipers they play

With all their might

So that we may

Forgive


Tradesmen and tinkers

And pretty flower stall girls

Awake to dress

The market place

At day’s first light

When we emerge

Stumbling from

The cells


This golden dew

My faithful sickness

This poison it has

A hold of me

Younger men

May fight its charm

But I’m too old

For war

____________________

 

HOLDING ON

Standing at the foot

Of this old wishing-well

You can jump on in

If you want

To see heaven could easily be a short-cut

Straight to Hell

Still, you can jump on in

But only if you want


Are you still holding, holding on to reason?

Or have you been trying to cheat yourself through life?

Are you still holding, holding on to reason?

Is living not enough to keep you satisfied?

To keep you satisfied?

To keep you satisfied?


Now you’re balanced

On the ragged cusp of life

You know, you could fall off

At any time

Blood stains rich

Along the steel of a knife

But by then you are too late

To see the crime


Are you still holding, holding on to reason?

Or have you been trying to cheat yourself through life?

Are you still holding, holding on to reason?

Is living not enough to keep you satisfied?

To keep you satisfied?

To keep you satisfied?

To keep you satisfied?

____________________

 

LONESOME COUNTRY BLUES #13

“I was walking through the snow one night

Walking from bar to bar

And this is a song

About that night

Or at least, what I can recall of it”


I fumbled my way through

Nocturne serenades, it was the

Middle of winter, one of the coldest that

I can recall

As I stumbled on by, I thought I was doing

These old songs justice

Though I was half cut by this point and searching

For my next haul


Now the funny thing is

The songs that I was singing, well they

Helped me, on my

Way

And I thought to myself, now wouldn’t it be

Something, If I could write a song Just like the

Ones That my

Dad used to

Play


Now I was born in the country,

I grew up in the country and I’ve lived through hardships

But nothing that the next man hasn’t

Seen

And I tried to remember what those old

Country songs were about

Those ones that just needed a good guitar

To guide them on in


And I’m not gonna try and tell you

What a country song is

All I’m saying

Is write what you know

So I started piecing together these words

Hoping the tune would follow as I

Battled

Through the

Snow


I finally found a place to drink

The door was an effort

So I used both hands, as the cold and the drink had

Made me weak

Logs were burning on the fire

But the light was low

Still I was thankful to let my body

Succumb to the heat 


I must have ordered me a whisky, cause that’s what I

Drank at the time, neat with ice

People say you’re not meant to drink whisky with ice

But I don’t know why

And as I sat on down

I kept myself to myself and

Waited for my

Boots to

Dry


There was a piano in the corner, looked as if it hadn’t been

Played for in while

More for decoration now, I guess

Than for to try

This place was quiet and seemed

Wasted and tired, but while I was

There my throat was never

Dry


And the walls they rattled as the

Trains went past, this place was

Built by a railroad - like in many of them old

Songs

And it was such a mismatched room

There were records on the wall

And postcards

Pinned up

Behind the

Bar


Now I knew I wanted to finish this here song

I mean I had gotten this far

So I asked the young man serving if he had

A pen

You see, though ink is pale

And paper it dulls, it was still

Sharper than my mind was

Then


Even the devil ain’t immune

To the charms of a good song

So I was in good company

That night

Yes I was happy enough to be sat

There in the dust and watch desperate

Flames

Flicker and

Fight


Now I was fed up of writing

Songs about love

Love was as cruel as

Life was harsh

And I couldn’t bear to sing

Another sad song

About all the folks that I had

Lost 


I had my fill of songs about

Crooks and sinners and

Stories of those who govern and

Mislead

So I figured that this was

As good a time as any to write one of them

Country songs for my

Dad

Instead


So I put away another drink

I forget how many I had and I

Tried to write, which was easier said than

Done

And as I stooped over these

Old torn pages just like a drunk

Trying to write

This song


I thought, shall I sing about

Working class heroes or about some sweet

Girl, walking on home in her

Summer dress

Or about how travelling men say it’s the

Millage and not the years but then how

Is it that they

Still know

Less?


Dad he used to listen to them

Lonesome country blues                                                       

And his dad used to listen to them too

What goes around must come around

But there ain’t no songs like that today, so

Here’s a song that I’m dusting off for you


Dad he used to listen to them

Lonesome country blues                                                       

And his dad used to listen to them too

What goes around must come around

But there ain’t no songs like that right now, so

Here’s a song that I’m dusting off for you

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Smoke Signals

DARLIN', DON'T GO EASY

In days of paragon

Time proves the truest thief

It fights you like a devil

But lets you sin in peace

Down in the towns

Where the wretched grow, there’s still

Reason to fear death there but’s it’s a love

You’ll never know


Gone is the taste

Of lovers left behind

Long is the day

But fierce is the tide

To brace such kingly authors

When others fear to turn

Those who aren’t born noble

Are noble in their scorn


Your mark begins to fade

With all the blood you’ve paid

But darlin’ don’t go easy to your grave

Darlin’ don’t go easy to your grave


Villains don’t cast lies

To the same river twice

If only treachery

Was so precise

If only death was true

If only love was kind

To slip into your scent-stream

And slip out of your mind


Your every touch gets lighter

For all the love you gave

Darlin’ don’t go easy to your grave

Darlin’ don’t go easy to your grave


Wisdom can’t be faked

When buried next to shame

Words lose their hunger, if you

Waste away your pain

The land is wide

And the road is long

It takes you from the city

Takes you from your home


Speak now if there is something

Something worth to save

But darlin’ don’t go easy to your grave

Darlin’ don’t go easy

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WATER HORSE

Stillness lays

Still Starlight plays

On mountain pools

Where travellers stray

Lonesome, weary

Lost and leery

Men


Bone and mist

Churn and twist

This playful trickster

Proud and pest

Lustful in wonder

But solemn slumber

Falls


Sentry sleep

Shadows creep

With breath

Curious creature

This beautiful faker

Rests


Willow spring

And siren sing

Luminous

With silver skin

Midnight healer

Sunlight; stealer

Of dreams


Nightlight beams and

Gentle streams

Will lead

Shapeless haze in

Moonlight’s rays

Deceive


Roar

And drum

Wild and ragged run, but

At last this weary shifting form

Lays still beneath the sun

So lost

They live

Too soon

So go now, under the

Crescent moon


Mane and fire

This midnight liar

Revealed

Ebon hooves

And whispers soothe

To yield

Roar

And drum

Wild and ragged run, but

At last this weary shifting form

Lays still beneath the sun

So lost

They live

Too soon

So go now, under the

Brittle moon


Roar

And drum

Wild and ragged run, but

At last this weary shifting form

Lays still beneath the sun

So lost

They live

Too soon

So go now, under this

Paper moon

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BRONZE AND BLUE

I’m gonna gorge on stale air and cheap booze
And maybe get me a cheap girl too
I sure do miss you being around
I wanna tattoo your lips and label your thighs
Smoke your scent and pour you into my eyes


Now it’s December and it’s really starting to show
I’m raking tracks, like clawed branches score the snow
Then lay spoiled when dragged dead across the ground
I’m gonna dig up the church and board up the town
I’ll drag it out for a while before I dress ‘em down – you know?


And down the road, where all I thought I knew
Is tainted, bronze and blue


You can’t always have what you want
You don’t always get what you need
You can’t always keep what you find
But you still get to love what you leave


Gonna fill my boots up with dust
Wear a suit with strife, drink and cuss
Recite promises to hungry ears and mirrored minds
Gonna drag you through the past just to share your bed
But I’ll hang around ‘till I’m sure what this was – is dead


But far down the road, the one that leads me back to you
Is still coloured in bronze and blue


You can’t always have what you want
You don’t always get what you need
You can’t always keep what you find
But you still get to love what you leave


You can’t always have what you want
You don’t always get what you need
You can’t always keep what you find
But you still get to love what you leave

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ASSUME I AM WEARING BLACK

Spit into the fire

Taste the sweetness, in the lead

Sing if you are able babe or

Whisper, to the dead


The cards sweat, upon the table

As you drag your fever, through the coals

You don’t have to understand

Why kings keep, their aces low


You press yourself against me

But turn your face, into the cold

Your body is always willing

But this game, is getting old


The scent is still sharp

But the taste, has grown dull

Know what you’re worth babe

Then double the bill


Biting on your cigarette, your eyes pierce through the smoke

Whilst embers, fall to your lap

And just like the fallen clubs dress

Assume I’m wearing black


Like a fumbling architect

You’ve marked, your own cards

Juggled apocalypses

Neglected, your heart


The rot, it grows wild

Once the rain finds its way in

There’s a lot to be said

For a smile, and stern skin


You’ve grown too fond of war

To drag it out now, to the night

You learnt to play dirty

So I learnt, to how to fight


It’s no perfect cadence

In spite, of what you are told

Don’t take it personal

Or don’t take it at all


When I said I loved you, it was wild exaggeration

But you took it, as a matter of fact

If you don’t see me again baby, assume I’m wearing black


I see the storm in clearing

I see ruin, in your eyes

I interpret your face

The lines, and the lies


Push me to the wolves

Sharpen your teeth, on my bones

If we could walk hell together

I’d rather walk it, alone


Time will weather the impressions

That are etched, by your breath

Gifted and nurtured

By wrath, upon flesh


I’m not chalk, I’m not silk

But the grit in between

The grooves in warm thoughts

That coarse itch, when you scream


I keep my demeanour, reserved and my touch remains cold

So you’ll stay warmer, the less you look back

Until I see you smile, assume I’m wearing black


The stain of a pen

Is not to blame, for your deeds

Though the voice of the vessel

Is in the ink, that it bleeds


To start arguments when you’re

Alone, in the room

Just to prove to yourself

That you suffer, no fool


So strengthen your grip

If you think that you’ve won

Death to the old is still a

Disease, for the young


The moon pines for your blood

With a heavenly blow

Mountains line up in judgment

The wind claws, at your slow


It’s not something you’re born with, it’s not something your taught

Still it’s something, for now that you lack

Until I change my mind, assume I’m wearing black

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Road To Ruin

RIDER

Manila hemp on the wind, taut and wet in the seething storm

Now the morning dew follows the contours of this tranquil form

The sombre sunrise sets alight shapes draped from these mournful trees

A graceful silhouette faintly sways, dancing delicate, in the dying breeze


And word finds, her lone desperado, as he rides hard, his mark unwavering and stern

His skin is weathered beyond his years, his hair grows tangled like wild thorn

Worn hide on torn cloth, tired boots and a weary stare

But his hand is quick, to deal out death in kind whilst  mercy fights to keep him fair

Noble only in his title, this traitor, Capitan to the king

Our outlawed hero will see this bastard hang for the gift of vengeance, bestowed on him

Slick dark hair and silk on skin, the Capitan wears his money and his pride

And as the land grows small, he will mar this Earth no more

But dance pendent by sweet Sofia’s side

Under starlight, Lady Sofia’s lover rides to face the Capitan

A dark trail leads to the faintest of candle light, a light that can only betray

In his hand, a photograph, a farmer’s daughter who Did no harm to none

To be killed in jealous rage as she was not swayed by gold or devious charm


El Capitan’s mind was a sword, sharp and concealed, the outlaw’s brawn was like a wave or a plough

He hisses; “A silver spoon breeds a silver tongue but words cannot save you now”

A punch, to the head answers cold steel in his leg, death will surely flourish, this night

And out of nowhere and,  true to his word a flash of powder exposes the room, in a gravely light

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RUN

We got dealings, in the dark

And we got shadows, in the wings

Whilst the lights are low

It is easy for ideals, to get lost

Amidst the chaos


Don’t you dare try, to test us now

Your mind is nothing, but dead weight

They will tell you

That you best learn, to draw

From the hip (always draw from the hip)

You shoot fast, kid

But you best know how

To take a hit


Even rats they, have the sense

To get the Hell, on outta here

Well - we must be crazy

Yes, we must be crazy, if we don’t wanna

Run


The conversation, is dry

It’s dryer, than a damn desert

We were done talking

The moment you

Entered the room


You’re in it, for your own gain

But always, at our expense - remember

There are a lot of rich men

Have been buried

In this dirt

So don’t try and tell us

It’s all

For a greater good


Why do we, blindly follow?

Frustration is the true sound of revolution

You’ve barred all escape-routes

And the water is rising

Fast

We’ve gotta, outsmart the jailer

We’re gonna learn

How not to hold back

Yes, we must be crazy if we don’t wanna

Run

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SEVEN DEATHS OF YOU

Faintly, you undress

At the top of the stairs

The brush, is withdrawn

Still it rips, at your hair

But you feel, every pull

And you feel, every tear

As they fall

Beautiful, to the ground

Between thunder and the softest of

Sounds


The scars, that are drawn

Lowly, they snake

Wrapped, around skin

They colour, and drape

You feel, those ghosts

Pinch and scrape

Their lies

Like starlight, drenched in your eyes

Like solder, in blue

Old sorrows, dressed new


Lost

Found

Free and bound

She sings gentle

To calm

The breeze

Melodies spill from every word and thought

But she doesn’t even notice the change


Clinging, to the static

Like tar, you are still

The needle traces canyons

Fixed in vinyl, until

You’re wearing, these songs

Though you know poets, can kill

Us too

Their words shrewdly carve into you

Just as all luring wounds, they do


Fragile, like water

Fighting, to keep shape

Slumped, in the chair

Still your breath, carries weight

I never, learnt to dance

Play piano or paint

She said

As she struggles to hold up her head

Well tonight, the sky is filled up, with two

Sings the girl, who serenades down, the avenue


Lost

Found

Free and bound

She is certain

Just like

The tide

They say you earn what you reap, though you never can be sure

If it’s always worth the pain that you hide


You think, you know, how to sing to death

Now, even the crows, mock your deeds

But it’s just, in spite


Yes, don’t keep the faith all for yourself now, dear

Besides, what’s one more lonely year?


Lost

Found

Free and bound

Just fickle words

Wrapped in

A perfect haze

Melodies spill from every word and thought

I promise, you won’t even notice the change

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SWEET CITY RUIN

Heading downtown

It weighs heavy

On your heart

When the wheels are rolling

But the brakes ain’t working

And the streets start shoving

Till the colours keep blurring

In the dark

Downtown

It plays heavy

On your mind

Dragging fears in a suitcase

Sins tailing

Close behind

And you’re stumbling through the city

Like a spectre

Hoping to find


In this town

No-one

Knows your name

But in the alleys and the lanes

Through the organs and the veins

In this prison

Everybody knows

Your Pain

Down the gutters

The city sweats

From every pore

Gagged among the masses

She’ll bleed you

Just a little bit more

Yeah, she’ll hit you hard

Like a lesser victim

Of an opulent war


Yes, in this town

You’re gonna know

What your worth

Every day she’s getting taller

Making you a little smaller

Busting and a-bruising

And a-beating every nerve

Into the earth

When all you want

Is for the world to know

That you were here

And you’re screaming in the city

Wishing that somebody

Would hear

Just crawling through the city

Wishing that somebody

Would care


Well, she hangs

Over all

That you know

Where the desperate bark and the hungry brawl

A harlot for the haves

A mistress if you’ve nowhere

To go

She’ll spill her guts

Retching and ruined

To see us bloom

Mistreated and depleted

Oil seeps

From electric wounds


And those sweet, sweet rivers

They’re a-flowing

Just for me

Snaking past my feet

And under her concrete

Skin

These sweet, sweet rivers

They’re a-flowing

Just for me

These sweet, sweet rivers

They’re a-flowing

Just for me

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THIS LAND HAS NO NAME 

Leaden clay, waits under, the tangerine, dust

Nothing grows, in this storm, of heartache and rust

This land, knows nothing, but death, and despair

You see it, in her soul, you taste it, in the air


It sings, to you, It lurks, it begs

It’s captivating, but it wasn’t, always, like this

Does it mean, you should fear, the tough road, ahead?

The road, that leads through, this valley, of dead

The road, that leads through, this valley, of dead


These structures, stand crooked, stand bitter, and proud

Battered, by stillness, denied the attention, they’re owed

Silver, reflects, off the roofs, made of tin

As the sun, it keeps watch, should a breeze, settle in


Though it’s true, that these lands, are still breathing, somehow

It is barely, alive, as the chalk, hits the plough

But the soot, in the soil, it clings to, our lungs

As we dig, at the dirt, chastised, by the sun


One, dusty road, stretches on, down the line

With buildings, each side, washed like teeth, stained on wine

At one end, the bar, as dry, as a bone

The shops, boarded up, and the lustre, now gone


The people, are honest, the children, know work

Now scratching, a living, in squalor, and dirt

As your money, it swears, and curses, our plight

You’ve left us, too beaten, too crippled, to fight

You’ve left us, too beaten, too crippled, to fight


This town, well it sits, 6 miles west, off the track

Once your bound, you’re committed, there is no, turning back

They built, them a highway, diverted the road

Towards an angel, built by man, who’s inherently, flawed


They’ve ripped-up, our roots, they bled, our wells dry

Diminished, our trade, cut-off, our supplies

And the city, looms large, like a king, on the hill

Watching, our mark, on this map, slowly dull

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AIN'T GOT NOTHIN' BUT TIME

Well I wake up every morning

With a different woman in my bed

Yes I wake up every morning

With a different woman in my bed

And I really don’t mind it

Just wish I sometimes had it to myself instead


Well I wake up every morning

There are empty bottles all around the floor

Yes I wake up every morning

And there are empty bottles all around the floor

And my head feels like it’s screaming

Man, what ya go and drink all them bottles for?


Well I wake up every morning

My mouth taste like ash and fire

Yes I wake up every morning

And my mouth taste like ash and fire

The room smells like a furnace

And my throat feels like it’s wrapped in wire


Well I wake up every morning

After getting’ in at half-past four

Yes I wake up every morning

After getting’ in at half-past four

I’m laying here in ruin

As the cops start a-breaking down my door


Well I wake up every morning

And I don’t remember where I am

Yes I wake up every morning

And I don’t remember where I am

But the minute they let me ouuta here, you know

I’m gonna try it all again, don’t ya?

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SLOW BURN

It’s a slow burn

Feels like you’re bleeding out

It’s a gutter ball

All the way

It’s a long shot

And it’s a hard sell

To keep building on this life

Just to watch it burn away


But there’s feeling

In this sinking groove

There’s a rhythm

To this lie

A strange comfort

To all the sorrow

A cruel bitterness

To this joy


The coldness keeps me warm

It shouldn’t mean a thing to you

But the fuel that feeds the fire

Is to know that you are burning too

Slow


It’s a shot in the dark

A swing and a miss

The odds are stacked against us

Ever beating this

It’s one for sorrow

Amongst the tenderness

Let it not be said that we chose to

Let it burn instead


We’re trailing behind now

Barely treading water

We’re lost in the maze

Searching for a needle in the hay

It’s a drop in the ocean

A snowballs chance

When all we ever wanna do is just

Burn the pain away


The cold that I feel

It doesn’t mean a thing to you

But the want to keep on burning

Is to watch you burning too

Slow


If it doesn’t mean a thing

Why bother see it through

All I want to do

Is to burn alone with you

All I want to do

Is to burn alone with you

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ELENA

Early is Spring

Still the frost settles in

On the glass and the sills of her home

Dusk overwhelms the tired day

As the whispers, they say

That Elena, she does not answer

Elena, she does not answer


Soft is the ground

As stillness waits for a sound

Or a word that may be carried to her ear

Estranged secrets nestle in

The breeze refuses to sing

It knows Elena, she will not answer

Elena, she will not answer


Jaded woods where wild flowers grow

Footsteps - washed over where false streams now flow

And lovers, they come and strangers go

But Elena, she waits for another


Forced seasons start to shift

Golden arches bow and drift

But deny question by refusing to talk

Worries, they stray

Passed along to others who pray

For Elena to give them an answer

For Elena to give them an answer


Misty woods where wild thorn grows

Footsteps - hidden where the fickle leaves fall

Lovers, they come and strangers go

But Elena still waits for another


Sins scratched in ice

Beyond premature moonlight

As crimson shields behind frozen blades of white

Laid bare and far from home

Bound to what we know

Elena, she cannot answer

Elena, she cannot answer


Darkened woods where wild ivy grows

Footsteps obscured in dishonesty and snow

Yet lovers still come and strangers go

While Elena waits for someone to find her


Elena waits for someone to find her

Elena waits for someone to find her

Elena waits for someone to find her

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NIGHTINGALE

We look like strangers, through jaded eyes

Like distant ships, just passing by

Sailing off the edge, of each other’s world

But it’s no condolence, truth be told

It’s no loss

But bitter-sweet

Old horizons

Dare not speak


You may fly and weave, through tapestries

But a tame bird, is never free

If only, to get caught up in the finer threads

Snarled on  golden memories and scornful reds

It’s telling

It shows your age

Not to know

There was no cage


Your thoughts, are worth more to me, than gold

But it’s what you didn’t say, that leaves me cold


You are so brittle, and beautiful

I know now, why that dress clings, so close to you

And you wear, that shade of lipstick, so very well

But it’s a lie, if I said I’d hate, to watch you fail

Then again

The day is late

And if you’re a sinner

Then I’m a saint


A brazen smile and a gentle word

Is enough to tame this dulcet bird

A bite of the lip and one raised brow

Is all it takes, to heal me now


To heal me now


I’m sorry, It took so long, to tell you how

A single word, is all it takes, to heal me now

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