AIS
he sits all day in imaculate scrutiny,
works too hard with results that noone sees.
he drums a beat out on the window-sill,
his corduroy trousers remain completely still.
he's been off the drink fourteen years on the trot.
his spirit's dried up and he's thought of not a lot.
he reaches for the cupboard looking for treasure,
and when he finds it: he pours himself a measure.
mr. brown, mr. brown, why d'you run away from what you understand?
mr. brown, mr.brown, she came here to play, so why don't you hold her hand?
it's friday night and mr. brown is trying to score,
he puts on his pinstripe and then he walks out the door.
has some aftershock, and then a bottle more
it's strawberry fields and he's lying on the floor.
i can sense action in your words,
why Lenin did you go so far backwards,
to saunter forwards?
hiding behind human lives
trying to be a realist,
creating even more divides
hoping Leon's words were wrong.
i'm finding my way into the future
i'm fighting my way into the car
i'm grinding my way out of the present
forward planning? thats getting a bit far away for me.
i know there's something in your cries,
i can see it shining in your eyes:
a lust for change.
the church yard is a grave,
a lay dug-out where the bells chimmed once a day
but now are silent.
hiding behind new beliefs.
spreading thick the apathy
you're turning over a one-sided leaf.
well music's the new law!
tophome STATIC
one hand's ticking forward in time, the other's looking backwards.
i'm stuck inbetween, i don't know which way i should be facing.
putting one foot infront of the other i should be making progress.
motionless i watch life pass me by, oppertunities kissing me goodnight.
i'm searching for a gateway through,
i'm informed that my wounds aren't new,
you're a kind soul so pelase be true,
does it cut so deep with you?
in my vision i stand alone unable to move at all:
light's green but i can't go on, light's red i put my foot down
my dark clouds gather for you alone, and soon enough I shall come to reign.
and when you're in the shadow of my throne, you alone will feel my pain.
OVERCAST
I wrote a song, thats one a week to date, but no-one can play them.
We had it all worked out just yesturday but we've no way to perform them.
"We're all lying in the gutter,
But some of us are reaching for the stars,"
I want to be one who's reaching.
Some of us are striving for perfection,
No-one will get there,
But I want to be one who's striving.
I'm looking, just looking for something,
And I'm searching, searching, searching, for a note.
I'm looking, just looking for something,
And I'm searching, searching, searching, for a note.
Don't blame me if its overcast,
Don't blame me if its sounding crap,
And don't blame me if it takes too long,
Just blame me when we can play a song, just one song. tophome
MY ABILITY
I guess I never turned out how you expected,
I guess I never turned out how you thought I might be.
You thought I'd be the great resurected,
What a disappointment that must be.
I guess I never turned out how you wanted,
I was the only one you weren't proud to own.
You made a mistake and now you're haunted.
Now you've stripped me naked to the bone.
I can change
I don't want to
I won't change:
My ability
I'm falling down on a bed of petals,
A comfortable place to call my home.
But at the last minute they turn to nettles,
And now they're stinging me to the bone. tophome
TURBULENCE
Hide the bottles before someone sees them
What would they do if they knew how much you'd been drinking?
Well they'd know the truth which is more than you do
You're hiding yourself from all that's true
Keeping your lies from public view
Building up inside your feeling of turbulence.
What are you doing drinking in the corner?
Am I just here to help you out of your coma?
Well I don't know if that's what I want to.
You could have changed in your youth.
You shouldn't have lied when I told you not to.
You're building up inside a feeling of turbulence.
Writhing from side to side with your turbulence.
Was that what made you lie, was it your turbulence?
Will it infect me if I come too close?
And did you inject three times the dose?
Tighten the noose if it makes you better,
You can always cut loose if you want to later.
Say goodbye to no one in a letter
At least you'll be brought down from your turbulence.
Writhing round and round with your turblunce.
Why d'you want to drown, is it your turbulence?
I had the strangest feeling on the way home.
I didn't know which way to go.
Well I don't know what's brought this on.
Something's changed and it's all gone wrong.
Capture my undulation in a song
I've got this feeling inside.
It must be turbulence. tophome
I'LL LEAVE YOU TO CROW
Love's labour's lost,
Laugh you fools laugh,
Just leave me alone.
I'm the fool now,
But I'm not fool,
Don't leave me alone.
I'm the fooled against,
I'm the fouled against,
You lied to me.
Sitting on the fence,
Did you think you were my defence,
Or did you think you'd let me be?
I'm glad I'm paranoid coz you said that things were fine
And did you ever love me or was it just a waste of time?
You said "don't be suspicious" like there's nothing going on
So what am i to do, what am I to do now your gone?
I'm still in love with you,
But there's nothing I can do.
Laugh the fool's lost,
Love you fools love,
I'll leave you to crow.
I thought you were mine,
I gues I was wrong,
You just had me in tow.
Written on the wind,
In stone my name sinks in,
Now I'm alone.
Did you think you were my defense,
In sitting on the fence,
Or did you think I'd handle it on my own? tophome
THE GREEN BOAT
Promenade through the fields that are empty.
The hotels are shut, but the houses are rent-free.
Light the fires, and then dig the cemetry.
Feed the pyres with the life of the country.
You've stained the green red.
And all the livestock's dead.
There's nothing left but ghosts,
But you just smile and count the votes.
Crows fly over mounds of silence.
The people flock away from your violence.
The greenmen are paid, but business is stranded.
Nothing was left when the nothingness landed.
Wake up and smell the smoke,
And I hope you bastards choke.
The Gren boat sinks without oars,
No helmsman, no stearing, no course.
You set alight to her sail,
Now she drowns in her own smokey trail.
The silence has come, no need to legislate.
The damage is done, half-hearted you compensate.
What use is money with business disbanded?
Nothing was left when the nothingness landed.
The Green boat sinks without oars,
No helmsman, no stearing, no course.
You set alight to her sail.
With the flames, the waves stroke her tail. tophome
NO REMORSE
Blood on the page is killing me
Blood on the page won't let me breath
Blood on the page is running down;
walking across the water, seeping through the ground.
I know twelve years is a long time, but it won't make you forget.
And it doesn't matter what the time, No remorse is shown yet
I don't really care what people knew.
There's no point in hiding what's obviously true.
The fact is I've served the time I had,
They let me go but don't think I won't be mad. tophome
OUR SPARTAKUS
Would you come to life if I asked you or would you just feel the pain?
Would you come to life if we urged you or would you just sit there in shame?
I don't know my reasoning, but I feel time is ours,
And I've planned from the beginning over Years, Months, Days, and Hours and Hours...
Would you come to life,
If from the pullpit,
We countered their strife,
And their bullshit?
Would you fight
For Our Spartakus?
Get rid of the plight
Which oppresses us?
And like a river,
Which gulps from the ocean,
We'll drain their banks
With revolutionary motion!
When time is ours we'll make a difference!
When time is ours we'll build our home!
"Denique avarities et honorum caeca cupido,
quae miseros homines cogunt transcendere fines
iuris et interdum socios scelerum atque ministros
noctes atque dies niti praestante labore
ad summas emmergere opes, haec vulnera vitae
non minimam partem mortis formidine aluntur."
We've got everything left, and nothing to lose but our chains.
tophome CHANGING ROOFS
Why won't somebody please explain to me the reason lethargy's crept into my eyes and heart?
My skyline's changing, and time needs caging, when we're always aging, and I can't do anything to stop.
I didn't mean to cause disappointment, when I'm trying so hard, so just take it easy on me.
I didn't realise that life could be quite so difficult, when I'm crying so loud, there must be somebody who hears...
The window I stared out's started to crack, the wall's burnt down that used to stare back, the skyline I knew is under atack, I'm losing my laughter
The house I live in's just be condemned, like all it will fall, and all it will end, from its first timbers it began a descent, I'm losing my laughter
Why won't somebody please explain to, my the Yucca which grows on my window is dying?
I water and care for her, I wipe her leaves for her, I move her home for her, but still she withers and fades...
I don't want to end up being pampered when I'm rooted in soil, retracting my leaves for my winter,
I just want to hold you and laugh with you, I want to be with you and hold your hands and hold the hands of time...
