1. Oh My Darlin’
Oh my darlin’ sir,
I’m afraid you mistake me,
I’m just not that kind of lady,
I’m not that kind of girl.
Oh my darlin’ girl,
I’m afraid you mistake me,
It’s just not that simple lover,
I only want the world.
Oh my faithful sir,
You’ve filled my mind with brave conjecture,
Like, who the hell am I to let you leave?
I’m not that kind of girl.
Oh my darlin’ girl,
What a shame that you can’t shake me,
You just seem so sour lately,
It seems that you’re unsure.
So take another big deep breath
And face me baby,
Look into my eyes now love
And tell me what you see.
Sing another song to me,
Sing it louder,
It seems so familiar now,
I’ve heard it all before.
2. Big Trapeze
I’m not inclined to sit and stare,
Motionless and unaware.
Trading blows with ignorance,
I’d rather suffer with the best.
In self indulgent wonderment
I wonder what her comment meant.
In self indulgent wonderment
I wonder what her comment meant.
An acrobat is in full flight,
The people gasp with great delight.
I’m falling from my big trapeze,
I’ve only left myself to please.
Obsession can take many forms
But I wish I’d picked the other door.
Obsession can take many forms
But I wish I’d picked the other door.
I’ll take this empty feeling
And fill it up with the nonsensical ramblings
That set us back a year
Oh oh.
Nobody wants this.
There’s something different with your hair
Or the understated clothes you wear,
That always makes me stop and think
That I see the next you everywhere,
But patience love I’ll not be long
And I’ve left you with another song.
But patience love I’ll not be long
And I’ve left you with another song.
I’ll take this empty feeling
And fill it up with the nonsensical ramblings
That set us back a year
Oh oh.
3. Dangerous Creatures
They came while she was sleeping,
They crept in through the cracks in her wall,
Dangerous creatures.
She’s wrapped herself in armour shining
Silver like a star fallen from
The folds of night’s dark skirts.
They play in her mind creating labyrinths to push her through.
She spins around and round and round
And round and round and round and round
Round and round and round and round and round.
Hold on,
The morning’s almost here.
The lark is chasing the moon with his song.
So wake up,
Get up,
You’ve won this round,
Now it’s time to tend your wounds.
Yeah it’s time to tend your wounds.
She decorates the hours,
She fills them up with laughter and her song,
So they can’t reach her.
They seek her in the shadows so she dresses all in yellow
Like the sun,
She says, “I am the sun”.
They circle around like dark orbits in her universe,
She spins around and and round and round
And round and round and round and round
Round and round and round and round and round.
Hold on,
The morning’s almost here.
The lark is chasing the moon with his song.
So wake up,
Get up,
You’ve won this round,
Now it’s time to tend your wounds.
Yeah it’s time to tend your wounds.
They’ll weary over time.
4. The Circus or the Zoo
Morning and I think it’s time I left here,
I’ve been around the clowns now for too long.
They just smile as they ‘re beckoning me closer,
They’re coming in the windows,
They’re beating down the door,
All through the night.
“Son,” they said, “This isn’t normal”,
So they sent me to the doctor down the hall.
It’s where I met the Jack of Diamonds.
He smiled and beckoned me closer,
He led me to the well so I could drink.
They said to follow them to the Circus or the Zoo
So we went along.
They want our children and they want all of our money too
I said, “the joke’s on you”.
And we sang la da da daaa da daaa
5. Many Things
So they put a stone upon your grave,
Silence for the weak and for the brave,
And from a chair I listen by the flickering screen,
Still to young to know just what it means.
It’s not the kind of life you would have chose,
The soldier’s retreat was something stolen from the world.
Scratching at the wheels the gunner wailed,
We’ve only hours to live but days to kill.
For the coming moments can we please be still?
Steel eyes caught a phoenix by the tail,
His desperate hands are wandering by the worn down trail.
Excuse me sir is this the way you came?
I cannot find a steady foot from which that I might gain.
The kind of life that you would never know
As dawn creeps across this wicked world.
I heard that when the pyre burned
The smoke crept through the walls,
Your father, my son and I slowly spoke the words.
There was little else that I could do.
Come rest your head upon these stones,
There are many things a man like you should know.
6. Once a Poet
Once a poet, now a thief spoke stolen words
Into an audience of beggars,
And taken from a better man but still they burdened
Heavy with meaning and with consequence.
The blackened road
Before your eyes is ever changing.
Look to the skies,
The dying light
Before your eyes is always returning.
Once a jester, now a king,
His court remains untouched by blindness of entitlement.
The crown that sat upon his head through deeds of greatness,
And not through just his father’s blood in his veins.
The blackened road
Before your eyes is ever changing.
Look to the skies,
The dying light
Before your eyes is always returning.
7. I Left the Wolves Behind That Night
I walked into a foreign town,
A land long left behind.
I sat beside an acacia tree,
And a fountain of red wine.
A blind old man with a bible in his hand,
Struggling through the sand,
A poor boy dressed in rags in tow,
He leads him by the hand.
And I left the wolves behind that night,
I left them where they fell.
I slay them one by one that night,
Beneath the old cathedral bell
I sang, “la da da, la da da…”
The old man took me by the hand
And he led me to the well,
I said, “I am not a killer or a thief
But there are other pathways to Hell”.
He said, “Worry not about what has passed
And live without regret,
Think only of the moment now
You can sleep friend, when you’re dead”.
And I left the wolves behind that night,
I left them where they fell.
I slay them one by one that night,
Beneath the old cathedral bell
I sang, “la da da, la da da…”
8. ’Til Sunrise
I waited ’til sunrise to wish her goodbye
And speak of the things we all leave behind.
Like a piece of our history we’d rather forget,
A few hundred words you still wish you had said.
It was late on a Sunday when she came to my bed
And asked for the words that I keep in my head.
I said, “Now I remember what it is I despise”,
I found it right there in your dilated eyes.
And she rose and smiled.
Well I hope that you’ll never be famous
And always by singing the blues.
To the hookers and harlots and chivalrous charlatans
Too old for their new leather boots.
Waiting for someone to find you
And drag you away from this ruse,
From the sinister stars and the candle-lit bars
Where you drink to the memories you lose.
So I took all the pictures,
Drove out to the lake,
It was a common mistake.
I burnt all the letters,
All the ones I could find,
But something always gets left behind.
I hope that you’ll never be famous
And always by singing the blues.
To the hookers and harlots and chivalrous charlatans
Too old for their new leather boots.
Waiting for someone to find you
And drag you away from this ruse,
From the sinister stars and the candle-lit bars
Where you drink to the memories you lose.
9. The Half-Light
Down the garden path,
Winding endlessly,
Owls are watching every step,
Talking silently.
“Rest your weary bones”,
Speaks the closest bird,
“For I have watched you come and go,
I have watched you go”.
And I think,
I think they know
Many things that they shouldn’t.
In the half-light I hide but can barely see
A second or two in front of me,
I can make out just enough to find my way back.
A stranger on the pass,
Huddled in the cold,
Dirt outlines his weathered face,
Bereft of love and grace.
And I think,
I think he knows
Many things that,
That he shouldn’t.
In the half-light I hide but can barely see
A second or two in front of me,
I can make out just enough to find my way back.
Set right back from the road I found it.
Now I rest and finally put my feet up.
My sole regret is that I must one day leave.
10. Lady Grey
Lady Grey heats up the room,
Softly she sings a soulful tune.
As she waits by the door for the father of her first child,
She writes and then rubs out her name on the window pane.
If only they were lovers,
With time back on their side.
Forget about the others.
Please don’t stay, you’re miles away.
The words ring out and hang in the air.
Was it you who once said you’d rather be dead,
You’d rather be dead than giving your life
To somebody else’s hand?
If only they were lovers,
With time back on their side.
Forget about the others.
Sing Lady Grey,
A journey to the open awaits.
Down the hill, through the wheat,
Pale blue dress and bare feet.
La da da
Sing Lady Grey,
A journey to the open awaits.
Down the hill, through the wheat,
Pale blue dress and bare feet.
11. Lead a Merry Dance Around the Fire
Rest around the estuary,
Feeding what’s become of your opinions.
She’s blessed around the edges but with fire
In her eyes and in her failings.
Now I’m something of a foreigner with wonder in my eyes,
But she’s trying almost everything to aid in my demise.
A chance meeting with a coroner has led me to believe that
The blind leading the blind is all I’ll ever hope to see,
And that luck will lead us back to where we started from.
Comatose and worse under the influence of her superior thinking.
I left around the best bit but I think it only made her more appealing.
And now I’m something of a foreigner with wonder in my eyes,
But she’s trying almost everything to aid in my demise.
A chance meeting with a coroner has led me to believe that
The blind leading the blind is all I’ll ever hope to see,
And that luck will lead us back to where we started from.
Waiting at the door to hear the knocking from behind the iron curtain.
It’s left me undeniably a skeptic but without that sinking feeling.
And I’ll go around the fire, round the fire,
Around the fire, round the fire,
Around the fire, around the fire,
I’ll lead a merry dance around the fire.
12. Lullaby
Under the humming fluorescent hall lights
You tip-toe your way through the night.
Wandering ‘round the loneliest hours
You run from the quiet of sleep.
Every night on closing your eyes you should
Trust that the morning will come.
Let down the curtains
And shut off the light,
Sleep ’til the morning arrives.
Under the drumming December downfall
You whisper a song to the sky.
Walking beneath a grey cotton cloud
The silence will follow you home.
Every night on closing your eyes you should
Trust that the morning will come.
And sleep like a child now
And sleep like a child now.
Oh my darlin’ sir,
I’m afraid you mistake me,
I’m just not that kind of lady,
I’m not that kind of girl.
Oh my darlin’ girl,
I’m afraid you mistake me,
It’s just not that simple lover,
I only want the world.
Oh my faithful sir,
You’ve filled my mind with brave conjecture,
Like, who the hell am I to let you leave?
I’m not that kind of girl.
Oh my darlin’ girl,
What a shame that you can’t shake me,
You just seem so sour lately,
It seems that you’re unsure.
So take another big deep breath
And face me baby,
Look into my eyes now love
And tell me what you see.
Sing another song to me,
Sing it louder,
It seems so familiar now,
I’ve heard it all before.
2. Big Trapeze
I’m not inclined to sit and stare,
Motionless and unaware.
Trading blows with ignorance,
I’d rather suffer with the best.
In self indulgent wonderment
I wonder what her comment meant.
In self indulgent wonderment
I wonder what her comment meant.
An acrobat is in full flight,
The people gasp with great delight.
I’m falling from my big trapeze,
I’ve only left myself to please.
Obsession can take many forms
But I wish I’d picked the other door.
Obsession can take many forms
But I wish I’d picked the other door.
I’ll take this empty feeling
And fill it up with the nonsensical ramblings
That set us back a year
Oh oh.
Nobody wants this.
There’s something different with your hair
Or the understated clothes you wear,
That always makes me stop and think
That I see the next you everywhere,
But patience love I’ll not be long
And I’ve left you with another song.
But patience love I’ll not be long
And I’ve left you with another song.
I’ll take this empty feeling
And fill it up with the nonsensical ramblings
That set us back a year
Oh oh.
3. Dangerous Creatures
They came while she was sleeping,
They crept in through the cracks in her wall,
Dangerous creatures.
She’s wrapped herself in armour shining
Silver like a star fallen from
The folds of night’s dark skirts.
They play in her mind creating labyrinths to push her through.
She spins around and round and round
And round and round and round and round
Round and round and round and round and round.
Hold on,
The morning’s almost here.
The lark is chasing the moon with his song.
So wake up,
Get up,
You’ve won this round,
Now it’s time to tend your wounds.
Yeah it’s time to tend your wounds.
She decorates the hours,
She fills them up with laughter and her song,
So they can’t reach her.
They seek her in the shadows so she dresses all in yellow
Like the sun,
She says, “I am the sun”.
They circle around like dark orbits in her universe,
She spins around and and round and round
And round and round and round and round
Round and round and round and round and round.
Hold on,
The morning’s almost here.
The lark is chasing the moon with his song.
So wake up,
Get up,
You’ve won this round,
Now it’s time to tend your wounds.
Yeah it’s time to tend your wounds.
They’ll weary over time.
4. The Circus or the Zoo
Morning and I think it’s time I left here,
I’ve been around the clowns now for too long.
They just smile as they ‘re beckoning me closer,
They’re coming in the windows,
They’re beating down the door,
All through the night.
“Son,” they said, “This isn’t normal”,
So they sent me to the doctor down the hall.
It’s where I met the Jack of Diamonds.
He smiled and beckoned me closer,
He led me to the well so I could drink.
They said to follow them to the Circus or the Zoo
So we went along.
They want our children and they want all of our money too
I said, “the joke’s on you”.
And we sang la da da daaa da daaa
5. Many Things
So they put a stone upon your grave,
Silence for the weak and for the brave,
And from a chair I listen by the flickering screen,
Still to young to know just what it means.
It’s not the kind of life you would have chose,
The soldier’s retreat was something stolen from the world.
Scratching at the wheels the gunner wailed,
We’ve only hours to live but days to kill.
For the coming moments can we please be still?
Steel eyes caught a phoenix by the tail,
His desperate hands are wandering by the worn down trail.
Excuse me sir is this the way you came?
I cannot find a steady foot from which that I might gain.
The kind of life that you would never know
As dawn creeps across this wicked world.
I heard that when the pyre burned
The smoke crept through the walls,
Your father, my son and I slowly spoke the words.
There was little else that I could do.
Come rest your head upon these stones,
There are many things a man like you should know.
6. Once a Poet
Once a poet, now a thief spoke stolen words
Into an audience of beggars,
And taken from a better man but still they burdened
Heavy with meaning and with consequence.
The blackened road
Before your eyes is ever changing.
Look to the skies,
The dying light
Before your eyes is always returning.
Once a jester, now a king,
His court remains untouched by blindness of entitlement.
The crown that sat upon his head through deeds of greatness,
And not through just his father’s blood in his veins.
The blackened road
Before your eyes is ever changing.
Look to the skies,
The dying light
Before your eyes is always returning.
7. I Left the Wolves Behind That Night
I walked into a foreign town,
A land long left behind.
I sat beside an acacia tree,
And a fountain of red wine.
A blind old man with a bible in his hand,
Struggling through the sand,
A poor boy dressed in rags in tow,
He leads him by the hand.
And I left the wolves behind that night,
I left them where they fell.
I slay them one by one that night,
Beneath the old cathedral bell
I sang, “la da da, la da da…”
The old man took me by the hand
And he led me to the well,
I said, “I am not a killer or a thief
But there are other pathways to Hell”.
He said, “Worry not about what has passed
And live without regret,
Think only of the moment now
You can sleep friend, when you’re dead”.
And I left the wolves behind that night,
I left them where they fell.
I slay them one by one that night,
Beneath the old cathedral bell
I sang, “la da da, la da da…”
8. ’Til Sunrise
I waited ’til sunrise to wish her goodbye
And speak of the things we all leave behind.
Like a piece of our history we’d rather forget,
A few hundred words you still wish you had said.
It was late on a Sunday when she came to my bed
And asked for the words that I keep in my head.
I said, “Now I remember what it is I despise”,
I found it right there in your dilated eyes.
And she rose and smiled.
Well I hope that you’ll never be famous
And always by singing the blues.
To the hookers and harlots and chivalrous charlatans
Too old for their new leather boots.
Waiting for someone to find you
And drag you away from this ruse,
From the sinister stars and the candle-lit bars
Where you drink to the memories you lose.
So I took all the pictures,
Drove out to the lake,
It was a common mistake.
I burnt all the letters,
All the ones I could find,
But something always gets left behind.
I hope that you’ll never be famous
And always by singing the blues.
To the hookers and harlots and chivalrous charlatans
Too old for their new leather boots.
Waiting for someone to find you
And drag you away from this ruse,
From the sinister stars and the candle-lit bars
Where you drink to the memories you lose.
9. The Half-Light
Down the garden path,
Winding endlessly,
Owls are watching every step,
Talking silently.
“Rest your weary bones”,
Speaks the closest bird,
“For I have watched you come and go,
I have watched you go”.
And I think,
I think they know
Many things that they shouldn’t.
In the half-light I hide but can barely see
A second or two in front of me,
I can make out just enough to find my way back.
A stranger on the pass,
Huddled in the cold,
Dirt outlines his weathered face,
Bereft of love and grace.
And I think,
I think he knows
Many things that,
That he shouldn’t.
In the half-light I hide but can barely see
A second or two in front of me,
I can make out just enough to find my way back.
Set right back from the road I found it.
Now I rest and finally put my feet up.
My sole regret is that I must one day leave.
10. Lady Grey
Lady Grey heats up the room,
Softly she sings a soulful tune.
As she waits by the door for the father of her first child,
She writes and then rubs out her name on the window pane.
If only they were lovers,
With time back on their side.
Forget about the others.
Please don’t stay, you’re miles away.
The words ring out and hang in the air.
Was it you who once said you’d rather be dead,
You’d rather be dead than giving your life
To somebody else’s hand?
If only they were lovers,
With time back on their side.
Forget about the others.
Sing Lady Grey,
A journey to the open awaits.
Down the hill, through the wheat,
Pale blue dress and bare feet.
La da da
Sing Lady Grey,
A journey to the open awaits.
Down the hill, through the wheat,
Pale blue dress and bare feet.
11. Lead a Merry Dance Around the Fire
Rest around the estuary,
Feeding what’s become of your opinions.
She’s blessed around the edges but with fire
In her eyes and in her failings.
Now I’m something of a foreigner with wonder in my eyes,
But she’s trying almost everything to aid in my demise.
A chance meeting with a coroner has led me to believe that
The blind leading the blind is all I’ll ever hope to see,
And that luck will lead us back to where we started from.
Comatose and worse under the influence of her superior thinking.
I left around the best bit but I think it only made her more appealing.
And now I’m something of a foreigner with wonder in my eyes,
But she’s trying almost everything to aid in my demise.
A chance meeting with a coroner has led me to believe that
The blind leading the blind is all I’ll ever hope to see,
And that luck will lead us back to where we started from.
Waiting at the door to hear the knocking from behind the iron curtain.
It’s left me undeniably a skeptic but without that sinking feeling.
And I’ll go around the fire, round the fire,
Around the fire, round the fire,
Around the fire, around the fire,
I’ll lead a merry dance around the fire.
12. Lullaby
Under the humming fluorescent hall lights
You tip-toe your way through the night.
Wandering ‘round the loneliest hours
You run from the quiet of sleep.
Every night on closing your eyes you should
Trust that the morning will come.
Let down the curtains
And shut off the light,
Sleep ’til the morning arrives.
Under the drumming December downfall
You whisper a song to the sky.
Walking beneath a grey cotton cloud
The silence will follow you home.
Every night on closing your eyes you should
Trust that the morning will come.
And sleep like a child now
And sleep like a child now.