The Fine Art of Hanging On
In the madness and island, Another lame animal, Defeating the odds with A fistful of Avalon. The pages of angels Narrating the downfall, The blood in the veins is all that we’ve ever known. If there’s nothing above us, And nothing below us, And nothing between us, Then how do I get over that? A failure, a saviour, The fine art of hanging on, Has whipped us to lift a life from the remnants. And we put it all together, A port in the eye of the storm. Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow Now burns so low? We were boarding the tall ships, Eclipsing oblivion, Deciding it all sang A whole new significance. It’s made in the waiting, Afloat on a reservoir. It’s borne us to form a start from an ending. And we put it all together, Born in the eye of the storm. Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow Now burns so low? Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow Now burns so low?
Nothing Like This
Listen up, I’ve been hanging here From the bars by the gates With the kids from the estate. Fill-ins fought for an opening, And they say you’re no good, But I know what I feel. There’s nothing like this. There’s nothing like this. There’s nothing like this. Made our vows, then we disappeared On a boat, to the coast Well it keeps us afloat. The secret days in the fallow fields, They were mine, they were yours. I was caught in your arms. There’s nothing like this. There’s nothing like this. There’s nothing like this. Time and tide make the same mistakes. I remember the day that you said we should wait.
Tall Black Cabins
Pacing the deck, a lonely bowson Check tide [?] and find beneath the salt of ocean Lend me an anchor to sink this planet Unhook these arms to ply their godly habit There’s so many tides it makes it go to waste So many tides it makes it go to waste Framing the eyes, this ancient altar This sacred trade is everywhere and nowhere Hung out to dry in tall black cabins Facing the cliffs against the gulfs and habits There’s so many tides it makes it go to waste So many tides it makes it go to waste Even now the hulls are all poured out Wasting in the midday sun And the yards will be replaced And we all shall be replaced
The Undefeated Ego
Fight - you know you have to You do it every day A search for hidden meaning In everything you see The undefeated ego The ire behind the eyes Have all but up and left you It came as no surprise Avoid all disappointment And never try again The old familiar habits Are trapped beneath the skin Imperfect our alliance Awry and overnight The waves were raised to wash us safe Alive but out of sight Alive but out of sight
Outside In
When life is a maw That chews you and spits you Back into the bowl, It’s just a reminder You find a way to work A fire from every spark, Embracing who you are, You’re pouring it into Everything you do. In your heart you know your worth More than you were ever told. Always hanging on your own, Always looking from the outside in. A wrong, then a right. A major, a minor. Alone in the night, It’s pressing and binding. You don’t have to be afraid: We all must make mistakes. Enlightened by the pain, You’re pouring it into Everything you do. In your heart you know your worth More than you were ever told. Always hanging on your own, Always looking from the outside… In your heart you know your worth More than you were ever told. Always hanging on your own, Always looking from the outside in.
I’m a Setting Sun
Though you tried to hide your grave distaste for what I spout Your shackled hackles ripple through that pretty dress We made this tryst the cold old-fashioned kind The sonnet starved of inspiration We were caught in a battle of wills On with everything we’d learned Toe to toe in the heat of the hurt Don’t you love the way it burns Make space for the ride that you’re on Make space for the ride Make space for the ride that you’re on For the ride that you’re on, make space [?] We arrived on a will on a whim Bending memory with desire Never fussed at the back of the hit [?] All relate to you and I Make space for the ride that you’re on Make space for the ride Make space for the ride that you’re on For the ride that you’re on, make space [?] For the ride that you’re on, make space [?] Pulling camels through the eye of a needle Taking pictures of the ground beneath us I’m a setting sun, don’t you know it I’m a setting sun I always thought that love should be misguided I always felt it kept the flame alive but I’m a setting sun, don’t you know it I’m a setting sun, oh oh I’m a setting sun, don’t you know it I’m a setting sun Ah, ooh (x7) Oh, I’m a setting sun
You Are What You Take
A man of the crowd again Riding the rushes in Lifted unveiled All this for sale We’re unsteady but alive In the heaven of a reckless night Waking the walls shift Brewed in the artifice Without, within Flood me again Serve me severed from the earth Interstellar, on a perfect curve Just leave me out on a limb Pale as the day, bored as the rain How high the answers Laid us to waste You are what you take Here’s where the buck stops Beautifully ruinous Lust lies awake You are what you take Hold me heavy in your arms Armageddon in a racing heart Just leave me out on a limb Pale as the day, bored as the rain How high the answers Laid us to waste You are what you take to take of
You’ll Never Know When It Breaks
I was light as a feather Caught and squalled in the crosswind And, unrecognized, started something At the water’s edge someone said it was nothing But a crack in the old seam I get you, you get me Let’s get together untethered, unbound by reason Anchor Earth to the ether One more time like you mean it All so effortless our arrival Fooling everyone, getting on Now survival is farthest we can reach Then she said, "It’s no use handing out platitudes Our luck is so uneven, You’ll never know when it breaks" You’ll never know when it breaks Reset, sold and divided Poured our forms through the silence On another road, ever winding If you want it then give it in We decided to be artless and happy
All Is Now
Inside a mind designs are tied They shiver in defeat Recorded all we ever saw And how compulsions meet I wrote this, didn’t notice I was bathed in something new And all is now and all is blue Fading in the morning Fading in the morning Fading in the morning The languid hours are over now The haze dies in the heat As bleeding hearts in every bar Are folded incomplete They’re calling in the auteurs Elevating every scene And all is now and all is dream Fading in the morning Fading in the morning Fading in the morning Blind us, set your eyes in us The auger’s pushing through Sate us, find a place for us The days formed and flew It was all down to do It was all down to do The faded paint of yesterday Reveals a perfect view Discovered though it came and went It’s all worth…
Wide Eyes at Villains
And the radio keeps Playing on regardless Soft music set to violence Another weekend binge A promise things will change They’re making wide eyes At villains Avoiding all assistance In stasis Unchanging Staring though the rain With empty eyes At nothing Unfavoured or forgotten But after all is said Maybe he’s not so bad? They’re making wide eyes At villains Avoiding all assistance In stasis Unchanging Better found than lost alone? Better the devil that you know! In a world descending And the radio keeps Playing on regardless Soft music set to violence
As the Shadows Form
A lost truth revealed Curating a museum To calogue the end of eras An old VHS That Carnabetian dress Laid out amid the faded ages And all this may just keep you sane As the shadows form around you As the shadows form around you The breaks on the wheel A part of the machine That holds the body still to ponder Alone on a hill Alive to hope until The evidence consumes the ideal And all this may just keep you sane As the shadows form around you As the shadows form around you I called by the hall But you were never home Well hid beneath the poison ivy An awful descent I know it must end I know it has to end I know that this must be the end