LYRICS

 


BIG WING BOOTS

 

I could be your sunny field
You could be my rain
We could plant an elm tree house
With a bendy big branch frame

 

Together we could lay the roof
Make crosswords in the tiles
Pirouette like weathervanes
That see for miles and miles

 

And I could be the moon, the man in the moon for you
You could sing me a tune, the tuniest tune for two

 

Oh I can’t believe that I’m falling for you, yeah
You get down to my roots you put wings on my big boots

 

I could be the stone threshold
You could be the switch
Together we could wire our lives
And light up every brick

 

And I could be the choice ch-ch-ch-choice for you
And you could be chance ch-ch-ch-chance for two

 

I could be the simple sketch
You could be the frame
And we could make our picture dance
To the seasons of the day

 

I’d be the cartwheelin’ cart that carries your heart for you
If you don’t mind the bumps I could somersault my soul too

 

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I could be your cup of dew
You could be my lips
Together we could drink the day
In tiny tender sips

 

And I could sing with the bees
Till the honey agrees with you
You could be the sweet breeze
Shiver our leaves for two

 

Chorus

 

Way up here I’m the right way around
I can feel my big feet off and on the ground yeah
Way up here I’m the right way around and
Cartwheelin’ feels like I’m lifting the ground

 

 

 

 

SWIMMING

 

You feel yourself swimming in
Seaweed deep
Down deep undone
Dance of the done undone, undone and done

 

You feel yourself in between
The blue above
Blue below
High and low high, high and low
Hello

 

Because you don’t know how to
Come up to live up to,
Surface sounds.
The surface, a sky-light,
Breath of another life
You’re a stranger to this town

 

You feel yourself swimming in
Seaweed deep
Down deep undone
Dance of the done undone, undone and done

 

You know yourself surfacing
A silhouette of something else
You sell yourself
You tell yourself
What else?

 

Because you don’t know how to
Come up to live up to
Surface sounds.
The surface, a sky light,
A breath of another life
You’re a stranger to this town

 

Walk me to your way
Sing me to your song
Dance me to your hum-along
And come along
Belong to the unknown
Know
The unknown

 

You feel yourself swimming in
Seaweed deep
Down deep undone
Dance of the done undone, undone and done

 

You feel yourself treasuring
A secret chest
Of treasure wrecked
You wait a sec
Hang on a sec
Hang on

 

Waves they come and go
So take the wave that comes your way
Don’t wave your wave, your wave a wave away
Waves they come and go
So take the wave that comes your way
Don’t wave your wave your wave a wave away
Will you wait
There’s a way.

 

 

 

 

WHAT'S LEFT

 

What’s left to say
What’s left to write for
Do we want understanding
Or words for waging war?

 

What’s left to say
What’s a story good for
If wisdom can’t be lifted
From the writing on the wall?

 

Changing our minds
In this information age
Replacing reflection
To win strategic games
Let’s communicate
Don’t accommodate
The commodity is our minds

 

What’s left to say
What’s left to fight for
Illusions of power
Come crashing to the ground

 

What’s left to say
What’s left to hope for
Here the hypocrisy
Is screaming without sound

 

Changing our minds
In this information age
Replacing reflection
To win strategic games
Let’s communicate
Don’t accommodate
The commodity is our minds

 

The mind has an inner ear
Listen deep and you might hear
There’s a picture deep inside the well
An ocean speaks in the cockle shell

 

The myth of more is all but brief
Disguised as musts in golden leaf
This glut of threadbare fantasy
Twists knots in every history

 

What’s left to voice
The spin of growth leaves no choice
Make a pretty killing
You’ll never get your fill

 

What’s left to think
Belief is branded in a blink
Expedience our saviour
Is banging on the till


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Way in there
Way, way out there
Way in there
Way, way out there

 

What’s left to say
Why don’t we mind more
If ink stains our fingertips
While blood and beauty spills

 

What’s left to choose
Jingles ring out real news
Tunes into our consciousness
Till were fighting for our frills

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

SHADES

 

There are days when you feel that everything’s right
There are days when it all goes wrong
But the day that you know the old you has died
Is when the two live side by side

 

Pure blissfulness is a silver sweet breeze
When the ground beneath you glides
Pure blissfulness is a monochrome sky
It has no other side

 

A melancholy happiness
Is contradiction’s way
Learning to appreciate
Love’s co-existing, clashing shades

 

There may be nothing to say
About the perfect day
When weird looks oh so right
When nothing’s amiss
And life is a kiss
And your heart is a cup of light

 

These feelings of bliss
Yeah I know they exist
In a distant long ago time
These feelings of bliss
I now remember I miss
Go as deep as an old sung rhyme

 

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You say it’s normal to lose
The romantic mood
One song can’t last a life
There are one thousand shades
In love’s bright arcade
And a wealth of darker times

 

These feelings of bliss
Yeah I know they exist
In a distant long ago time
These feelings of bliss
I now remember I miss
Go as deep as an old sung rhyme

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

 

SHOE

 

Our story’s through
Like an old torn shoe
Sitting by the door
It’s no more use
The fits too loose
And it’s stuck to the kitchen floor

 

Colour’s gone grey
The fabric’s frayed
Our knot has split in two
Things fade in the wash
Things shrink when they’re squashed
And that’s no good for glue

 

I will be brave enough
To let you live other stuff
No matter how sharp the sting
I’d far rather feel the love
Than lock up an ailing dove
And have it trip on its wings

 

Don’t talk to me
Of tragedy
As you reach for your clothes
Your peachy cheeks
So bright they squeak
And don’t forget the rose

 

You helped me to believe
In the lifetime of trees
Our Sturdy skyward trunk
But the wood has grown dark
And we’ve drifted apart
I can hear our hearts go clunk

 

A spring in my step will carry me yet, past regret

 

Experience
Lends another sense
To love that’s gone adrift
Like another lens
It helps to mend
A mood that’s hit and miss

 

Cause our itchy feet
They change the beat
Then wonder where it went
Call it wanderlust
Or a spot of rust
On a treat too quickly spent

 

But don’t worry now
No need to kowtow
I know just how it feels
We all go astray
It’s a mighty fine day
And I’m higher than my heels

 

A spring in my step will carry me yet, past regret

 

Your shoes aren’t mine
But mine are fine
And these we cannot share
It’s a lonely path
The aftermath
And its sharing is very rare

 

But I’ve got these new shoes
They break all the old rules
And know just how to sway
Between the dark trees
And their tear dripping leaves
They tell me I’m okay

 

A spring in my step will carry me yet, past regret

 

Don’t be shy to try your pretty pop-up peep toes
Stiletto dagger style or cuffed wedges for show
Creeper sneaker pumps buckle-up and give it a good go
Put on your platforms
Feel those heavenly heels

 

Making most of the snow fall
It’s a fine day
Spring stepping is an infectious cure-all
Chase regrets in the lane where you stand tall
Seize days and days with the hook of your footfall…

UPSTREAM

 

Why do salmon swim upstream
Was the question in her dream
She heard him answer

 

The texture of his simple words
Mixing with the whirls
And ways of water

 

His voice was all she knew before
She needed to know more

 

Pushed her struggle into spray
Turned her hardship into play
And echoed after

 

Getting back to her square one
Could also be some fun
Could be the river’s laughter

 

Is this not humankind’s adage
The past is all we have

 

To guide us past rocks that collide
With clearer currents that hide
Deep inside dream pools worth the rocky ride
Her very own step and strong stride
She now knows where they reside
By his side where she’s got the joy jitters of a bride

 

Resistance isn’t what it seems
When you slip into the beam
Of clear connection

 

To share the river’s silver track
To make a join without a crack
Is one decision

 

A strength against all odds
Like a dream diviner’s rod

 

Chorus

 

And so they angled for the source
Set their hearts and minds on course
Put the past beside them

 

And that’s why salmon swim upstream
Came the ripples in her dream
To ride time in tandem

 

Brighter than a silver flash
But softer than a splash

 

Chorus

 

 

 

 

MYSTICAL MARTHA

 

Mystical Martha
Has gone far away
Some selves they go missing
And yet they’re here to stay
Some disappearing spirits
Never see the day
I hope Mystical Martha
Is finding her own way.

 

Mystical Martha
Has nothing new to add
She’s asking the same questions
That make some mortals mad
She wants what’s essential
Too late for the latest fad
But is she meant to be here
In some café in Baghdad?

 

A thousand miles across the sea
Of sand and rock and heat
Ten thirsty years of soaking up
The empty sun-kissed cup
The crystals on her bell-ringed toes
Twinkle in her eyes
She threw her past into the stream
The rest she improvised
Sweet philosophies
Drink her in
Like a river’s hymn

 

Mystical Martha
Wonders if she’s right
Denying herself the order
Of a contemplative life
Her freedom is her burden
That binds her to the road
And forks at every footstep
For more questions to unfold

 

Mystical Martha
Plants peach seed as she goes
She’s sprinkling the big planet
Outside the trampled rows
This legacy she leaves us
Is a fragrance in the breeze
Laced through the weave of branches
Her contemplations tease

 

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TRAVEL ME

 

Travel me the untravelled road
Travel me for free
Travel me and tell why
This curiosity

 

Find out
Find me out
Find out
Don’t find me in

 

Your eyes may open very wide
But they will not see me
All they’ll see is what is left
Of blind curiosity

 

When I observe you
I obscure you
In a certain light
When I obscure you
I do become you
In imagined sight

 

Travel me the unravelled road
Travel me and see
How some trampled roots must pass
For all eternity

 

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FREE MONEY

 

We claim to know what freedom is
When choice boils down to price
With thick fat gold-rimmed glasses
We say deserts do look nice

 

Free money is a clown
With a big round open mouth
That eats away all bounds
Likes the north pole to feel south

 

We claim to know what money is
But don’t have much to spare
For things that really matter
Money don’t seem much to care

 

Free money speaks in tongues
That buys a free man’s ear
And fills it with its ruthlessness
Till freedom is his fear

 

Where have we been sliding to?  What will we be anchored to?

 

We claim to know what knowledge is
As long as its answers pay
And we like a price that hides itself
Even if it don’t decay

 

Free money has a secret
No matter what they say
It feeds our greed like crazy
Don’t give’ itself away

 

Where have we been sliding to?  What will we be anchored to?

 

We think we know what deserts are
Seen spreading from the air
But the grass won’t ever look greener
When we can’t get out of there

 

Free money sells true lies
When it warns we’re a lucky bunch
To not know where were headed
To know we cannot trust

 

Where we will be sliding to?   What we will be anchored to?

 

 

 

 

 

TIGHTROPE

 

Tightrope walker
Heartbeat stopper
Taking distance
With keen-eyed persistence

 

She looks down around on the world today
Are we here to stay?
She wants to see further than yesterday
What will she say?

 

Courting danger
Her delicate nature
Crossing borders
On nobody’s orders

 

She looks down around on the world today
Are we here to stay?
She wants to see further than yesterday
What will she say?

 

Memory is stretching to a time of forgetting
Past all the rubble when babble spelt trouble
And words in vain
Were worse than pain
Oh what a shame

 

No one’s consort
Denying every comfort
Observing tension
Her balance in question

 

She looks down around on the world today
Are we here to stay?
She wants to see further than yesterday
What will she say?

 

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TRAPEZE

 

The arc she describes on her spireing trapeze
Is the long distillation of toil into ease
Her centre’s her master from where she must reach
To the edge of her balance where the dance starts to breathe

 

Catch her off her guard and swing her through time
Trap her true cadence and make her heart rhyme
Her whole world is held at the tip of a lift
In the whoosh of a wish is a kiss that can’t miss

 

Fall from heights
Lift up lives
Hand grip
Let slip
Take the deep trust dip

 

Catch the cusp
Turn fear to dust
Hold her
Throw me
Fill me with infinity/divinity

 

Touched by the fire of the trust she desires
I’ll never tire of this circus ride
Takes me to heights I could never surmise
To fall through the arms of the arrow of life

 

Bending her will to the spine of a rope
A precarious game that is so rich with hope
To be in her orbit for one fraction of a gaze
Such muscular freedom so fragile is made

 

Chorus

 

Playing by the rules of the force she defies
The laws of attraction sheer suspense belies
From tautened tough rigging a gallant unfurls
Like dawn she arises in apricot swirls

 

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