AeroplaneShut down
Tangled up in your machinery
No sound
Just the faceless press of words and wheels
Surrounds me
Like molasses on my soles and eaves
Come out
Can anyone come out and play
Beautiful To MeI was laying listening to the rain
By my side you were silent, sweetly sleeping
I thought 'how beautiful'-how very beautiful
You looked to me
Calling OutDear God
I'm doing the best I can
I'm doing the best I can
I'm doing the best I can
Coming OutNever mind the starting gun
Cover’s up the curtain’s drawn
Standing in the outline
Pin the medal to the floor
The hero to the open door
Skin is only outside
Don’t cut me down
Don’t bring me round
Cover UsI offered you the contents
And a view with sky
There’s a first time for everything
And a car outside
Cover us
You cover us
Cover us
You cover us
Dealit came without a warning
the first time i knew was the last time i saw you
you left one morning
i can't sleep at night
it's so hard at times to know what's right
i don't know what to do
i've never been this way
Greatest DivideKeeps a careful house
In his carefree heart-filled minefield
Keeps a careful tongue
In his care filled headstrong
I feel like I’m backing down
I’m riding shotgun into
The greatest divide
The hardest act to follow
Halfway, PleasedYou’re bathed and crowned
I’m bruised and torn
You’re tied and cleaned
I’m shorn again
How will you raise or fall or will we try
I’m halfway pleased to meet you
You’re still and cool below the fray
I’m stemmed and mapped
I Will Be ThereHolding rightly on to something you believe
It's getting harder when we practice to deceive
But you know when night falls
I will be there
Jasmine's TasteJasmine’s taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams
For what it’s worth
Jasmine’s taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams
For what it’s worth
Volatile she wants your fear
She’s old, old before her years
Jasmine’s taste conspires to dignify her harmful ways
Mother EnglandRound we go
Living in a carnival of compromise
All we know
Is decorating flags and choosing sides
Round and round
Accusations fly
Holding ground
In the name of father knows not why
No One Knows Your NameSomewhere, sometime I became a part of you
And then in time, in time it seems like I got to heart of you
And inside my mind I could entertain
Almost anything you could throw at me
Perfect DayBlack velvet Elvis is dead
Looks down his crown on the bed
As he’s lead to the edge of town
September pardon the son
The hardest part is the one
That you hold in your hands dear
This is the perfect day to blow myself away
This is the perfect time
RainHere I am I've got to make it through
Another day with confusion all around me
I'm striking out. I've got to find a way
It feels like I'm starting out on my own
Seven Of SundaysIt’s alright
Got to tell myself it’s alright
Everything that I envied I have become
Where to now?
Now that I’ve been lost and found
Buried in the afternoon
Breathless and snowbound
Safe as the ocean
Snow HillSlow days in restless rooms
A constant stream of girls in green
Toy guns for action men
On news at ten
Cool handed candied lies
The abstract thoughts of adolescent minds
School plays and tribal wars
Sorry TownAlison cries on a radio Monday
Lipstick goodbyes and a promise to call
He’s in a veiled illusion
She’s out of mind
They’re happy ever after
And so am I
Cool in sorry town
Soul On BoardI was born at the wrong time
A child lost on the skyline
When I felt a need to change
So I looked deep within me
Still In Love With YouI think I'll fall to pieces
If I don't find something else to do
This sadness it never ceases
Oh I'm still in love with you
Sun KingThe evidence is on the page
Not much to show for so much rage
It makes me smile
You lost it somehow
Solitude was your only choice
Bitterness your only voice
I saw your face
The time is talking now
This Is ChristmasBreak out the guilt
It is the season
Stop making sense
Put out those fires and always brace yourself
Give me the strength
To hold together
Shine down on me
TreesIt’s time to brood
Put up the walls of sound
And practice all the finer points
Of falling down
I’ll put aside
The calculated eyes
The even tempered smile
TwoYou’re calm and collected
You’re more than expected
Cool and confused
You’re so easy and hectic
Tender and done for
Dazed and strong
I’m fine until you’re gone
Against the wall you’re holding on 2
What Are We Fighting For(Smith/ Pettus)
What are we fighting for
What am I trying to restore by taking aim at you
It's not that I need the best
I want you to see I long to be successfully repressed
I don't know why we fall
Where Do I GoMy sutured mind
Post-op’ed and dry
Keeps slowly does it time
Impaled by trust
Shot up with your
Four in the morning eyes
Where do I go?
Where do I go?
Who You AreSomeone’s drinking all alone
Someone’s left the TV on
I don’t suppose
No I don’t suppose
Someone’s sleeping in my bed
Someone’s let the genie in
I don’t suppose
No I don’t suppose you know
Wonder ChildI don't need no one else
I get by by myself
These feelings I will hold inside me
I listen to my heart
WordsTo t.v. screens and complex books
My inner world of reason looks
To try to feel or touch the things you see
With a face and voice so serious