Frozen

So cold …
The wind blows through, a chill to the bone
She froze …
A statue alabaster marble stone
“I don’t know what to do” a cry from inside
And a look so fraught and pale from ice dark eyes
Arms fall to her side

She stands against the wind
Her arms wide open
“It helps me to think” she sighs
“With my senses frozen”

So old …
She feels an age, a cage of such weight
She knows …
Time casts a longer shadow for those too late
A language she creates with softened phrase
To curse her fate

She stands against the wind
Her arms wide open
“It helps me to dream” she says
“With my senses frozen”

“We only see a fragment of the sky
That’s you and I…” she says
Then dropping to the floor she starts to cry
Her tears like ice and diamond blind
She falls her weight denied
She turns her head towards that sky
But her gaze falls deep inside mine

She stands against the wind
Her arms wide open
“It helps me to breathe” she says
“With my senses frozen”

She stands against the wind
Her arms wide open
“It helps me to be …”

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The Beauty Of The Beast

There's a clear sky up there and though it waits here in slumber
It's now scarring another town's day
There's a thorn in a rose bush lies below in it's number
And it's waiting to draw your life blood away

There's an oceon out there, a blue, so quiet, so tranquil
But a subordinate to the wind
Then a whispered order and a storm fierce and vengeful
Takes another lost soul with a Devil-like grin

There's a view of a landscape of shimmering beauty
Summer showers with life with it's stare
But when winter breathes over it changes it's duty
And your life would be lost with a cold, dark despair

There's a dream, there's a vision and a man who believes it
It's the drive that controls all he'll do
But there's time that revolves round and contorts to destroy it
And all dreams negate and all hope falls straight through

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...We can't even agree on what's right
'Cos it excuses us of what we've done wrong
Are we to share the same fate
Just as we share the same sun ...

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Some folks see the world as a stone
Concrete daubed in dull monotone

Your heart is the big box of paints
And others the canvas we're dealt
Your heart is the big box of paints
How coloured the flowers all smelled

As they huddled there, in petalled prayer
They told me this, as I knelt there

Awaken you dreamers adrift in your beds
Balloons and streamers decorate the inside of your heads

Please let some out, do it today
But don't let the loveless ones
Sell you a world wrapped in grey

Some folks pull this life like a weight
Drab and dragging dreams made of slate

Your heart is the big box of paints
And others the canvas we're dealt
Your heart is the big box of paints
Just think how the old masters felt, they call...

Awaken you dreamers asleep at your desks
Parrots and lemurs populate your unconscious grotesques

Please let some out, do it today
But don't let the loveless ones
Sell you a world wrapped in grey

And in the very least you can stand up naked and grin

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In the event that this fantastic voyage
Should turn to erosion and we never get old
Remember it's true, dignity is valuable
But our lives are valuable too

We're learning to live with somebody's depression
And I don't want to live with somebody's depression

We'll get by, I suppose
It's a very modern world, but nobody's perfect
It's a moving world, but that's no reason
To shoot some of those missiles
Think of us as fatherless scum
It won't be forgotten
'Cause we'll never say anything nice again, will we

And the wrong words make you listen
In this criminal world
Remember it's true, loyalty is valuable
But our lives are valuable too

We're learning to live with somebody's depression
And I don't want to live with somebody's depression

We'll get by I suppose
But any sudden movement I've got to write it down
They wipe out an entire race and I've got to write it down
But I'm still getting educated but I've got to write it down
And it won't be forgotten
'Cause I'll never say anything nice again, how can I

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I'm up on the hills playing little boy soldiers
Reconnaissance duty up at 5:30
Shoot - shoot - shoot and kill the natives
You're one of us and we love you for that

Think of honour, Queen and country
You're a blessed son of the British Empire
God's on our side and so is Washington
Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers

Come on outside - I'll sing you a lullaby
And tell the tale of how goodness prevailed
We ruled the world, we killed and robbed
The fucking lot, but we don't feel bad
It was done beneathe the flag of democracy
You'll believe and I do, yes I do - yes I do -
Yes I do

These days I find that I can't be bothered
To argue with them, well, what's the point?
Better to take your shots and drop down dead
Then they send you home in a pine overcoat
With a letter to your mum

Saying "find enclosed one son, one medal - and a note to say he won"

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I don't know where I am but I know I don't like it
I open my mouth and out pops something spiteful
Words are so cheap, but they can turn out expensive
Words like conviction can turn into a sentence

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I thought I had the whole world in my mouth
I thought I could say what I wanted to say
For a second that thought became a sword in my hand
I could slay any problem that would stand in my way

I felt just like a crusader
lionheart, a holy land invader
but nobody can say what they really mean to say and
the impotency of speech came up and hit me that day and
I would have made this instrumental
but the words got in the way

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