As they
Dig your ditches
Count my stitches

Generation justice
Wishes for
World at war
Final score
Media come and abhor us
These
Our hard times
But we’ll work harder, harder
Give me hard times
And I’ll work harder, harder

Divided nation
In sedation
Overload of information
That we have grown up
To ignore…
Mediocrity applauded
Through these hard times
We’ll work harder
Give me hard times
And I’ll work harder, harder

For revolution

Show me some
Resolution
And this
Battle will be won

Forced to count the hours
Since two towers
Fell to fiction those higher powers
Putting gods to war
Who keeps score?

Ignorance is still adored
All through these hard times
We’ll work harder, harder
Give me hard times
And I’ll work harder harder
For revolution
Show me some revolution

This battle will be won

If they only see you with their fear
And they only hear you with their pride

Then work harder

Harder

“I HEAR YOU BUT I AM NOT AFRAID OF YOU”

Father, where’s my gun
Now that the war has begun
Let me go it alone
I need no one
I said I need no one

But oh god now here it comes
And it’s too dark to aim this gun
And now faster, faster, faster
Once again I’m on the run
And I hear you say

“O’ my stubborn son
I know that you said
You need no one
But don’t you see
Danger, danger, danger
Headed to oblivion…”

I followed the hunt
Far as I could…
Through desert weathers
Petrified wood
And I took one shot
In the dark
Back fired the bullet
Silver to heart

And oh god now here it comes
And it’s too dark to aim this gun
And now faster, faster, faster
Once again I’m on the run
And I hear you say

“O’ my stubborn son
I know that you said
You need no one
But don’t you see
Danger, danger, danger
Headed to oblivion…”

“WAIT A SECOND….

HAVE YOU COME SO FAR

FOR IT TO END LIKE THIS?

THIS IS THE CHALLENGE

I DARE YOU

TO TAKE A HOLD OF THAT

DARKNESS

FROM DEEP DOWN IN YOU

GET BACK UP

WHAT ARE YOU SO AFRAID OF”

Ok.
Show your face to me
Show your face to me
Be you my friend or enemy
Show your face
Face to me

I do not fear oblivion

Father… where’s my gun?

I wanna be a witchman…

No one will wear my silver ring

Poor little turtle dove
Sitting up in pine
Mourning for your own true love
Why not me for mine?

I got hogs in the pen
And corn to feed them on
And all I want is someone
Who will feed them when
I’m dead and gone
Feed them when I’m dead
And gone

‘Cos I know I’m not going to marry in the fall
And I’m not going to marry in the spring
I will never marry, marry at all
No one will wear my silver ring
Wear my silver no one will

Poor little turtle dove
Sitting up in pine
Mourning for your own true love
Why not me for mine?

So I went up to this mountain
To give my horn a blow
And all the boys in the valley said
Yonder comes my beau
Yonder comes my beau

‘Cos I know I’m not going to marry in the fall
And I’m not going to marry in the spring
I will never marry, marry at all
No one will wear my silver ring
Wear my silver no one will

But who will feed them when I’m
Dead and gone?

Black rain
Floods the downs
Ferrets burrow
Moles make mound
Round your bones
Deep underground
But nobody knows
Nobody knows
How I wait for you
Summer, Spring
Autumn, Winter
Here perishing

Gypsy, stray
Bleak orphan
No one could say
The land you came from
But deep in my arms
You belonged
But nobody knows
No body knows
How I wait for you
Summer, Spring
Autumn, Winter
Here perishing

My god damned
Damaris
Killed with last kiss
God damned
Damaris
I loved you

Goddam these tears
And this religion
Thought I was more
Than just my father’s son
Who says in limbo
Be where you’ve gone
But nobody knows
No body knows
How I wait for you
Summer, Spring
Autumn, Winter
Here perishing

My god damned
Damaris
Killed with last kiss
God damned
Damaris
I loved you

And now I kiss
I kiss the earth

Oh rise up
Rise up
Rise up
Now
From the earth

And I smash my fist
Into the earth

Oh rise up
Rise up
Rise up
Now
From the earth

I loved you

Black rain
Floods the downs
The black rain
Black rain

“JUST A LITTLE FURTHER UP THE HILL BOY
YOU’LL BE HOME SOON ENOUGH”

All along the river
Pedaling fast as I could
Watch
As the wasteland flowers
Old cars and rubbish flourish
With blackberries and red berries

Sweet blackberries
Take your red berries
Berries

Went looking for my tower
Off all the rails and the roads
In need of resurrection
As my desires and powers
Grow in thickets
Tall all round me

Tall all around me
All around me…

Have I been traveling so long
That I’ve forgotten how to stop?
Why are my brakes all broken?
Wheels spinning out of control
And in the mirror
Pale and deathly have become

Look… what have I become?
Become? Become? Become now?

As all my wastelands flower
And all my thickets grow
And all my wastelands flower
And all my thickets grow
Tall and taller still
Tall and taller still

PALE AND DEATHLY
AS ALL YOUR WASTELANDS FLOWER
AND ALL YOUR THICKETS GROW
AS ALL YOUR WASTELANDS FLOWER
AND ALL YOUR THICKETS GROW

Awake yon’ minister
There is message
To
Be
Delivered
Awake young passenger
Awake your country

You’re going to need to find some strength now
To wake up!

In this war without an end
What peace do you defend?
In this war without an end
What peace do you depend on?

I dare you

Log off

Sign out

Delete your friends

Start to count

Your

Count of casual

Count of casualty

Count of casual

Count of casualty

Wake up!

Start!

1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10

Thousand

Human

Lives

Who will penetrate
The tightening muscle
Who will cut across
The thickening skin

Who will be the one
To reach their hand in
And pull out

The golden heart
Who will?
Who will
Who will

From all the ashes
Of all the crashes
Who will
Be the one?

Who will lay me down

In green pastures
Or lead me from
The burning sands
Who will
Be the one
To lay their cards down

And always hold
The winning hand?

Who will?
Who will be the one?

From all the ashes
Of all the crashes

Who will?

Losing my head to Hollywood
My liver to London
My youth to Tokyo
Still on with the show
On and on and on
On and on and on

It’s a hard lesson
But let me learn

L.A
Big wheels
Turn, Turn
And all your
Forest fires
Burn
And all my dead
Meat yearns
For the vulture’s
Return

Take my
D-d-d-d-d-dead meat
My d-d-d-d-dead meat
Your
D-d-d-d-d-dead meat

Coming down

Down in Santa Monica
Suicide motel
One date with the devil
Seven days in hell
Mother don’t worry
I say the boy is doing fine
Home in a hurry
And be sane with good
Time

Hard

Lessons

But let me learn

L.A
Big wheels
Turn, Turn
And all your
Forest fires
Burn
And all my dead
Meat yearns
For the vulture’s
Return

And I walked west Sussex sunlight
Up by dead man’s pool
Where ma, mudlark and Lewes
Stared me down you drunken fool
Old teenage debts engulfed my chest
As I contemplate death
I put a challenge to its glamours
And all its loss and glory

Late afternoon breath
Taken deep into my lungs
Thinking of the man I must become

My story has just begun
And I will be returning
To myself soon

I’ve been alone for so many
The great moments in my life
Alone like too many
But at this moment in my life
I ask you

Father, father, anyway
I can help ye?
See I am only just growing
Much better to know thee
Thank you for the things
You’ve given to our family
Given your whole life
To your wife and my sister
And me

Now I look out north of Battle
Where our ancestors lie in grave
West to Brede where the blacksmith
Put root to our family name

I get proud of my birthright
Think of those things that I must leave
When I leave behind this city
And the living
Finally….

Desire
Desire
Desire….

Desire, desire
Deep down inside of me
You are not the maker nor the master of me

Help me to better support my family
And better, better of a brother be

Desire, desire
Deep down inside of me
You are not the wrecker nor the ruler of me
Desire, desire deep down in me…

Yes I’ve been alone for too many
These great moments in my life

Alone like too many

But desire, desire, desire

You are not the maker of me

Tower Bridge
Is closing
And all of Bermondsey
Is asleep

Streetlight walks the waters
Rising fast and dark and deep

Well is your work of art so heavy
That it will not let you live?

You’ll be missed

Soon there’ll be flowers in the river
Tears being shed

You’ll be missed

So life has blessed you with a gift boy
That you’ve gone and thrown away

And with it your whole future
And left behind your family

They’re throwing flowers in the river
Prayers are being said

You’ll be missed

They’re throwing flowers in the river
Where your body cold was found

And you’re missed
You’re missed

Now I sit down here at low tide
And I wait for the Peregrines

Stephen this is where I live now
That I have overcome my demons

And have grown out of that thinking
That would not me live or give

I throw my flowers in the river
Tears are being shed
You are missed

And the poem reads
And I remember the day you told me that
The sun, the sun, the sun

The sun is often out

Why didn’t you KNOW that

And yes
The sun, the sun, the sun
Is often out

I wish I had known you better

Was your work of art so heavy
That it would not let you live?

WHAT LIES BENEATH

THE DOOR?

WHAT KEEPS YOU?

EXPLORE!

DO YOU TAKE THE CHANCE
TO DEFEAT THE SOURCE?

THE GATES ARE OPENING

THE CHOICE

THE FUTURE

THE FUTURE IS YOURS!

So now you’ve found all you
Were looking for
How you going to find your way out
Of the maze? You hear those
Jealous hands

Those bitter men

Carve their meat before the table
Is laid

And they are hungry… they are hungry for you
They are hungry, they are hungry for you

With an appetite
Insatiable

They are hungry
They are hungry

For you

The warm thread of love
Leads you, to freedom
But once your hero’s deed
Is done you leave her lying
Lone no parasol under slow
And solitary suns

And she is hungry
She is hungry for you
She is hungry for you
With an appetite
So generous
She is hungry
She is hungry
For you

Tribe!

Battle the patriarch
Battle for equal rights

Battle, battle, battle
Battle back your liberty
Battle the long night
Come on
Battle battle battle
It’s your time
To join the tribe

Yes it’s time
For some victory
Your time

Fight!

If you’re sick
Of being a victim
Of their ignorance
Then

Battle the conservative
Battle for your
Battle battle battle battle
Battle the homophobe
But battle without war

Come on battle
Battle, battle, battle

It’s your time
To join the tribe

Since I was 12
It’s been me
VS the world
I got so sick
Of being told
My identity
Was in minority
But now we’ve
Got tribe
And we’ve got
Some battle
And yes it’s time
Don’t you know it’s time
To g-g-g-g-g-get some victory

Yes it’s time for
Some victory
Your time
My time
This is our battle…

I could make home here
In good time
But if good time is a gift
Not long to be mine
That’s fine
I’ll seize the day

Make life as traveler
Work as messenger
Let my pain
And my pleasure
All one be

I won’t fear what tomorrow
May take
Stay blind to my future
And fate

Start my traveling….

Fearless fifteen
First came that dream
To be seen
To know love
The world
And all its stages

Now 25
Look, made it alive
And what a life
I have known
Not going to stop
Never fully grown

And I don’t fear what tomorrow
May take
Stay blind to my future
And fate
I won’t hear what
The others may say
Let only love lead the way….

Start my traveling…

I see the redwoods
The deserts
My brothers
My sisters
The music
The moments
I can never regret
The cursed
And the blessed
Open road

WHEN ALL ELSE FAILS

REMEMBER

ALWAYS

THE OPEN ROAD

xxx