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All of This and Everything Else (2015)


HOPE IS A FOOTNOTE

Hope is just a footnote
In yesteryear's notebook
Come crawling on all fours
Come begging in the street

You push and you pull
You push and you pull
You push and you push and
You push and you push

The pressure sets
And you don't know
What to do
You push, you pull
There's nothing to lose

CENTRE OF GRAVITY

Forces of...
Forces of...
Forces of...

Centre of gravity
So spoiled
Eccentricity
Under construction
Over capacity

In this life...
In this life...
In this life.

Forces of...
Forces of...
Forces of...

Centre of this universe
Here you can take us first

In this life...
In this life...
In this life.

Born on an island
Kitchen help environment
Portraits on the window sill
Broke in an instant
All of this...
And everything else

Pigeons on the pavement
Pipes laid in the sand
Fifty-thousand images
But no-one can stand
All of this...
And everything else

BUG 

I know what they are
Doing with me
And why, oh why

It's because I keep on
Listening
Oh why, oh why

Because I'm a bug

I know with black
Iron tubs and
High class windows

I know
I've been waiting so long

Because I'm a bug
I'm a bug

Contained by this jug
Contained by this jug

In the trenches
By railway or pipeline
Something just isn't right here

The ground is the colour of steel

And all they ever taught me
Was to say
“Oh well”

MOUNTAINS

All the way up
The mountain
All the way down
The other side

Who will be there

All the way the across
The ocean
All the way back
To the other side

Who will be there
When we come down

Our body is the essence
A soft light on the cloud
Above the mountains
We will never forget this
We shared this
We lived through this
Together

ALWAYS GOLDEN

Always golden
Always cordial
Always
Perfect in time

Always going
But already there
Always
Smiling back like you care

Always holding
Always oh so formal
Always
So popular

Always sending me gifts
Always oh so gorgeous
So sharp and aglow

Always a master
Always a slave
Always irretrievable heart

Always so invincible
Always at every show
Always irretrievable heart

But sometimes
But sometimes

Always dangerous
Always so conscientious
Always

Always paper or plastic
Always 'please sir'
And 'thank you'

So sharp and aglow

Always so invincible
Always at every show
Always irretrievable heart

The bottom line is simple
All of us deserve to make the most
Of our potential as we see fit
To be the masters of our own destinies
Being forced to sell these things off
Is tragic and humiliating
We don't have to live like this

LAKE SUPERIOR

For the ancestors
In the attic
For the passerby, who's in static
For the winter views
For the white and the blues

At the helm
Of a quiet essence
As the ruler
Of impermanence

For the ambiance
For the transience

On the highway through
A stormy vista

We'll drive and drive
And drive and drive
And drive and drive
And drive and drive

On the highway through
A stormy vista

PLATITUDE

An altering heart
Faltered the vista
In plain view of the arc

The measured
The meaning
The opaque and the wax

Dust settles down
Stalling grandeur
Glowing to
Obliterate

Initiate the glowing
No past, no future

Inebriate the balance
The stars, the skies
The wind and blackness

Dust settles down
Stalling grandeur
Glowing to
Obliterate

It's so cold, cold, cold
And I can't feel my fingers
And I can't see your breath
And I can't feel your breath

FROZEN

We are stronger than the clouds
White billows from progress
Onto blackened horizons

We are portraits in the night
With highlights in frost

This winter is different

I'm here still, shivering
Well I guess I'm stuck here
I'm frozen

I hear no reply
I fear no reply
On empty canvas sky

SPIRAL

I thought I heard you breathing
This labyrinth
I thought I heard you cough
I thought I had seen both sides of the knife
Chasing a still face

Turn, turn, turn to the winds
And oh don't step softly
On and on
Through the orchard scene

On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on

Spiral, spiral, spiral
This labyrinth
I thought I could hear you
Through the trees

Spiral, spiral, spiral
Indelible patterns

Turn, turn, turn to the winds
And oh don't step softly
On and on
Through the orchard scene

On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on

You always walk away
You always turn
Turn, turn, turn

SHIPPING LANES

In the shipping lanes
In the shipping lanes
In the shipping lanes
Let's go

Once you put it in a vase
You put it in a vase
You put it in a vase
Don't you expect it to grow

(c) 2015