Broken Homes

Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
We lose our voice more each year
Maybe we won't bring soon
Is there cancer in the throat?
No stress
Maybe it's supposed to kill the success
Because success needs killing
Murder is media
False laugh, forged autograph
First my body, now my corpse

Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
Alive is pain, murder is fame
And if you're famous you may get acquitted
If you did it
There's nowhere to run away
Damn you, I hope you pay
And finish the day-to-day
The games we play

Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
I must stay at home
And talk on the telephone
Cause nothing in this world I want from you
Don't fool yourself, I won't cry
Too scared to live
Too quick to die

Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes
Those men will break your bones
Don't know how to build stable homes

Broken Harp

Please don't reproach me for
For how empty my life has become

I don't know what really happened
I watched your disappointment at being misunderstood

I forgive you

Oh something metal tearing my stomach out
If you think ill of me

Can you
Can you forgive me?
Forgive me
Can you
Can you forgive me?
Too

I tried to learn your language but fell asleep half undressed
Unrecognisable to myself

Bows & Arrows

I saw your face
Whiter the purity
Then I saw savages
Standing before me

Bows and arrows
Tipped with poison
Make tenderness please
Stand by my pillow

I see evil
Everytime I dream
I see earth's poison
I hear violence sing
Even your touch
Once so pure
Comes fates cold hand
On my locked door

Won't you send those angels to watch over me?

I can't catch the bow
That this planet has thrown
I can't catch this bow
On my own
In come the arrows
Like a needle

You pierce my heart
And I taste poison
You pierce my soul
With bows and arrows

Won't you send those angels to watch over me?

Bitter Little Bird

I will change
I will transform
I will turn myself
Into a bitter bird

Bitter life fly
To your garden
Bitter life sit
By the lilac tree

I will change
I will transform
Don't shoot me down
This bitter bird

Bitter life fly
In through your window
And bitter stories why
To your sister tell

Oh this sister tell
What are your sorrows
And ask of us of ours

Big Exit

Look out ahead
I see danger come
I wanna' pistol
I wanna' gun
I'm scared baby
I wanna' run
This world's crazy
Give me the gun
Baby, baby
Ain't it true
I'm immortal
When I'm with you
But I wanna' pistol
In my hand
I wanna' go to
A different land
I met a man
He told me straight
'You gotta' leave
It's getting late'
Too many cops
Too many guns
All trying to do something
No-one else has done
Baby, baby...
I walk on concrete
I walk on sand
But I can't find
A safe place to stand
I'm scared baby
I wanna' run
This world's crazy
Gimme' the gun
Baby, baby

Before The Poison

Before the poison
I wasn't down
If you'd been there
If you'd been around
I couldn't hear
Couldn't hear a sound
I was floating
Above the groud

Before the poison
I'd lost my fear
Maybe too happy
To even care
Safe in my dream
Couldn't see the fall
Coming on, coming from nowhere
My name to call

No more to say
Nothing's coming my way
No you, no me
No more how can it be?
Nowhere to run
Out of nowhere, poison
This is the end
What's left for you my friend?

Before the poison
I'd laugh out loud
I'd see your face
In any crowd
But speak sofly
Without fear
Hold on, to me
Hold me near
No more to say
Nothing's coming my way
No you, no me
No more how can it be?
Nowhere to run
Out of nowhere, poison
This is the end
What's left for you my friend?

Before departure

Farewell my friends
Farewell my dear one
If I was rude
Forgive my weakness

Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to evening parties
Remember me
In the spring

To work for your bread
Soon you must leave
Remember your families
And work for your children

I don't need much
And the older I become
I realise
My friendships

Will carry me over
Any course of distance
Any cause of sorrow
Friends that last

Will dance one more time
With me
I don't need hurt
This I need

Beautiful feeling

Sometimes I can see for miles
Through water and fire
From England to America
I feel life meet my eyes
And it's the best thing
A beautiful feeling
A smile from San Diego
He is still a boy
Two ends to every rainbow
And a train from Mexico
But he's the best thing
A beautiful feeling
And when I watch you move
And I can't think straight
And I am silenced
And I can't think straight
It's the best thing Such a beautiful feeling

Baby In A Plastic Bag

There was a man who told us all about his yesterdays
He said that come the come, come revolution praise
And though we talked about him, walked about his yesterdays
No crack could snap the fact, he bore them all the way
What a day

Oh what an education
Too bad, too bad
Oh what a reputation
Baby in a plastic bag

Calling out and falling out with everyone
He saw no application for this summering
Although it hurt a lot and burned a lot of offerings
No calling... turned the granary

Oh what an education
Too bad, too bad
Oh what a reputation
Baby in a plastic bag

Well I don't like your face
Well I don't like your taste
Well I don't like this place
And I don't need your embrace

Oh what an education
Too bad, too bad
Oh what a reputation
Baby in a plastic bag

Well I don't like your face
Well I don't like your taste
Well I don't like this place
And I don't need your embrace

In a white room, in a warm man
Warm bizarre
Come and get me
Come and get me
Hang it on, hang heavy
Come
Oh what an education
Too bad, too bad
Oh what a reputation
Baby in a plastic bag

As Close As This

With those eyes, you could be
In movies, in the lights
And nothing gets as close as this

With those eyes, just a breath
Can send me back to Bethlehem
Nothing gets as close as this
I'm hopelessly devoted

This world's alive, this room awake
With Tigers palms and rattlesnakes
And nothing gets as close as this
I'm hopelessly devoted

Every bird is on the wing
You fill the air, you're everything
Make me run screaming down the wind
Hopelessly in love again
And nothing gets as close as this
I'm hopelessly devoted
Nothing gets as close as this
I'm hopelessly devoted

Angelene

My first name Angelene
Prettiest mess you've ever seen
Love for money is my sin
Any man calls, I'll let him in
Rose is my colour, and white
Pretty mouth and green my eyes
I see men come and go
But there'll be one who will collect my soul and come to me
Two-thousand miles away
He walks upon the coast
Two-thousand miles away
It lays open like a road
Dear God, life ain't kind
People getting born and dying
But I've heard there's joy untold
Lays on that open road in front of me
My first name is Angelene

Angel

Angel, an angel has come
Angel, an angel has come
I need so, I need someone
I need so, I need someone

He's ready, look now he's ready
He's ready, ready
All of this longing just isn't heaven
Look now it's ready, it's ready, ready
Just want to be seen

The big low, the big lonely
The big low, the big lonely
Is eating not only me
Is eating not only me

I'm ready, look now I'm ready, I'm ready, ready
I'm tired of this waiting, I'm tired of pity
Look now it's ready, it's ready, ready
Just want to be seen

Falling, falling free
Falling, falling

I'm ready, look now I'm ready, I'm ready, ready
I'm tired of this waiting, I'm tired of pity
Look now it's ready, it's ready, ready
Just want to be seen

I'm ready, I'm ready, ready

Airplane Blues

My man's a pilot on the Birmingham airplane line
I say my man's a pilot on the Birmingham airplane line
When he comes to see me, my man sure comes a flying
I know that my flying man ain't true to me
I know that my flying man ain't true to me
But he's as true as any man can be
He takes me flying, flying, right up to the sky
He takes me flying, flying, right up to the sky
When I'm riding with my man, lord, he rides me so high

First he turns me over then he starts to loop the loop
First he turns me over then he starts to loop the loop
Takes a long long time till his wings begin to droop
He flies me slow, he flies me fast
And I'm hoping, I'm praying he don't run out of gas
So if he ain't true, there's nothing I'm gonna say
Cause I ain't gonna let a man that good fly away

A Place Called Home

One day
I know
We'll find
A place of hope
Just hold on to me
Just hold on to me
Walk tight
One line
You're wanted
This time
There's no-one to blame
Just hold on to me
And I'm right on time
And the birds keep singing
And you're right on line
And the bells keep ringing } come on my love
And the battle is won
And the planes keep winging
And I'm right on time
And the girl keeps singing
I walk
I wade
Through full lands
And lonely
I stumble
I stumble
With you
I wait
To be born
Again
With love comes the day
Just hold on to me
Now is the time to follow through, to read the signs
Now the message is sent, let's bring it to its final end
One-day-I-know-there'll-be-a-place-called-home.