The way you play
O you have not been unwell
You mistake the feeling
A muffled alarm bell
Nausea
Behind every mouth there’s

A sick tongue to be pulled
A blackened milktooth
A melody unhummed
And so we go

Over our black breath in the sun
If you lose the taste for
To unsing what you sung
You speak as if
It all makes a difference

A dumb tongue to be pulled
A blackened milktooth
A melody unhummed
The way you play

O sleep in my useless one
You know come the morning
We’ll stagger the long run
Nausea
I owe it nothing

Yet pay it through the teeth
It’s not meant to feel good
At least it doesn’t change
The way you play

Mayfly
Mayfly
Our feet in the water
Nothing can stir her
We stay dry
They’re only some words are
To disarm yr sword hand
If ever we link hands
Divided we stand
As if we were right or unright
Sometimes it’s just a slow life

Mayfly
Sometime I hide here
Under the sea foam
A slow life
Passes me by like
A runaway train might
Forever we lap sand
provided we stand
As if we were right or unright
Sometimes it’s just a slow life

The messy one
Bad memory I save
This is the best part of the day
In case you could think
That this is a fall
Don’t you all
I know what you think
Moves us around
Don’t look down

Number letter colour
It’s not a shame or a wonder
The ways you could think
Up lists for it all
Don’t we all
know what to sing
Over the sounds
Don’t look down

If I could touch you
Would I be a fool to let go
It’s best not to think
Or dissect at all
Don’t we all
Know what to think
When it comes down
One last look around then

Stop and go
Where you have to go
I’ll stay
In the same place ’til I know
Until every birdsong sings waste of time

Iron in the soul
At one and the same moment
both thought and mind stayed like
him he was plainly invi
sibile she noticed it be
fore a trivial mani
festation of gestures thrown
loosely about his shoulders
she said she saw him sadly
in the palm of his hand
they laughed and walked on
they laughed and walked on
’til sunlight broke their silence

They’re turning gradually from smile to no smile
They’re turning gradually from smile to no smile

Iron in the soul is
prolonged in the case of
a dark and empty window
he leaned his head sideways
she is naked in the
hollow of his gaze he
possessed her angelic
beauty each time fortune
brought him face to face with
something ’bout to begin
something about to begin
’til sunlight broke their silence

They’re turning gradually from smile to no smile
They’re turning gradually from smile to no smile
They’re turning gradually from smile to no smile

La la life goes on
la la la life goes on
life goes on

Black black window
Black black window
Oh were you leaning
For this way
Into the evening
There’s at least one
Open eye in
Every head here
And still nothing to see
I mean
(I might just get off here)
Run through these doors

In houses that move round us again
We’re out of place here and hardly lived in
Next time you call around
Try not to knock too loud
just come right in
Love
If there’s nothing to see
Then there’s nothing wrong
It’s not where you belong
It’s how you deceive
Yourself to think this way
Pretend it’s a holiday
It’s over someday

With my mouth on her shoulder
And my teeth in my lip
I want more than it
Fortune puts my way

Believer
Believer if ever you falter
Alter wasted hours I cast
Your way, your number unrounded
Is another thing

Where do we stop waiting with held breath
The next thing to take me
Where do we stop waiting with held breath
The next thing to take me
On bankings, on verges, the right time is
Under the right light

The glasses in my window
Play summer on my wall
But whether it happens to everyone
Is another thing

What time is the right time to waste time and
Under the right light
What time is the right time to waste time and
Under the right light
On bankings, on verges, the right time is
Under the right light

Why didn’t you tell me your real name
Or take me to your real home
Where our children are unborn
But waiting to show us the river
Is another thing

Where do we stop waiting with held breath
The next thing to take me
Where do we stop waiting with held breath
The next thing to take me
On bankings, on verges, the right time is
Under the right light

Goodnight Louisa
An animal sleeps on you
If you will
Let’s see you sleep on it
Or get
over it
You’re not like all of us
It serves you right

For all the times you’re hit
By the bus
And your friends make wishes on
Or get high on it
You’re not like all of us
You still look the same

In mirrors
Glasses
Water
Windows
Pictures
Mirrors
Glasses
Water
Windows
Pictures
Goodnight Louisa

She drowns ‘most every bathtime
While we form a sraight line
And try to be hip
The anaesthetic
Is wearing off
You aren’t at fault
You can still make a fist

The horse is a funny thing
And it’s on your back
When you move the hill
If you will
We sleep just like a power cut
Here comes the bus
Louisa

Louisa
Do do (clap clap!)
Lousia
Do do (clap clap!)
Lousia

Ends of June
After the age of toleration
I looked about for the damage
Another time I guess nothing happened
Another time I heard our children crying
It turned out to be on the TV
We collect bones in the summer
I sometimes find them strewn amongst the flowers

Nothing makes
Sense I guess
Another kiss
Of sensual
Nullity
Forever
And ever
It’s over

O how the colours fill my eyelids
I still cannot understand your language
Even as the water left me breathless
A sinking ship I know
A sunken ship though no
Forever just goes down
We practised and we gave out
A blinking sofa maid
Died before she made
The cuts over her arms
Spell out her discontentment
My thread goes on and on
ANd never finds an end
And in the end we end
And somebody gets paid
Well black river flow
Our children have left home
It doesn’t bear to think
Who will clear their throats

Spare a moment for this
Spare a memory lest
I forget I lived it

Happiness at the new day
Happiness at the new day
Eyes open from slumber
Bodies made of memories
Of cool sad evenings

Strange medley of feelings
I am light as a bird
In spacious dreams of stone
Srene yet reserved smile
On my face

In the dark’s absurdity
Among snatches of dream
Silence in the dread
We weary of everything
We weary of thinking
Of thinking!

Stumble on in my sleep
I am stretching my legs
Reinvention of life
We weary of everything
In cool sad evenings
We weary of thinking
In cool sad evenings

Turn for the day
Turn for the day
By the way
We’re lighter by far
Broken glass and dead grass
In May
May
You be here or then not
It doesn’t count

Baby it’s just sunnier this time of year
Makes you want a man on your arm as some token to
Make you feel as if you’re in love in the springtime
Or something down those lines

I know what you be
You’re a bird in my tree
I know what you be
You’re a bird in my tree

This boat has left from the bay
And held a long breath
Past the birds
In the bay
And in my tree
Under the sky and the waves
It breathed out

Maybe it’s just something in this time of year
It sends me to myself and slower my thoughts of her
If and whenever
If and whenever

Fear of a wide open life
I’m 6 years from 34
I’m 3 minutes from an ambulance
I’m a bus ride from anywhere
I’m 40 winks from morning
I’m a cold hand from my relief
Though you’re sleeping next to me again
I’m a cold hand without a glove
But let’s wait a year for the next one
I’m a gap from a train
I’m a spectrum away from a colourful life

Fear of a wide open life
It’s too heavy to move
And too fragile to drop
Stop stop stop stop
Hold on to your own hand
If no one else will take it
Stand upon your own feet
If no ones gonna carry you

We move our feet on the floor
Before the dust can settle
In case our steps can be traced
In case of anything. Whether
It’s something worse or better
Or somehow worth the effort
To go to all the bother

Fear of a wide open life
It’s too heavy to move
And too fragile to drop
Stop stop stop stop
Hold on to your own hand
If no one else will take it
Stand up on your own feet
If no ones gonna carry you

I’m a minute from my alarm
I’m a lukewarm shower from washing out and I’m
A long walk to a short road
A slow ride to a fast end
I’m a black cloud from a sunny day
And miles wide of the mark
I’m an answer short of getting it
A long fall for a raindrop

Fear of a wide open life
It’s too heavy to move
And too fragile to drop
Stop stop stop stop
Hold on to your own hand
If no one else will take it
Stand up on your own feet
If no ones gonna carry you

My ears are for listening
I don’t play for money
I don’t know what I play for anymore
If it counts for something
To just stop singing
You meet a lot of people
in that casual way of yours
If anyone was listening
And that kind of thing

My ears are for listening
My ears are for listening
My ears are for listening

I don’t play for anyone
And don’t know how to let it go
I don’t know how to start to sing
And mean to mean a thing
There’s nowhere really to go so
If I say to let you know
But if you cared you’d listen so
Take your ears home

My ears are for listening
My ears are for listening
My ears are for listening