Lyrics
For those of you struggling to hear my
mumbling…
Digging for Bones
On the way to
One Way Flow (or
A Failure of Spark)
Strange Customs
And the geeks saved
the world from the aliens (or maybe it was the other way round)
These White Apes
the silence of the siren's sister
says we will ride, we will arrive on time
the passing of the mermaid's
breath says we can ride, we can ride all night.
we can ride, ride all night.
The line on the map says this
path, this path has been trod before
The fact that there's a warning
sign says, says to me there's nothing we can do that can’t be done.
The warning by the water side
says beware the line, this river is apt to flood
there was a warning put up at the
bottom of the hill said this bridge, this bridge is apt to be gone
And you and I we stood there and
wondered who builds a bridge at the peak of river in the sharpest point in the
flow
and it was somebody else said
someone who wanted to get across just once, just once
just get across once
We will ride
we will ride
segosa madela segosa madela
say it's a soldier of Arc just to
wander across
say it's a murder say it's a
murder
say it's a river there's a one
way to cross
There's a flood come There's a
flood come
There's a river gonna wash away
the bridge like a
There's a flood come There's a
flood come
There's a river gonna wash away
the bridge like before
segosa madela segosa madela
say it's a soldier of Arc just to
wander across
say it's a murder say it's a
murder
say it's a river there's a one
way to cross
There's a flood come There's a
flood come
There's a river gonna wash away
the bridge like a
There's a flood come There's a
flood come
There's a river gonna wash away
the bridge like before
The fact that there's a warning
sign says, says to me there's nothing we can do that hasn’t been done.
I’ve slipped my cables mess-mates
I’m drifting down with the tide.
And I am dreaming, Avaline in
spring
I am learning, learning all my
fears are to begin again
Afresh, anew, a fresh dawn in
bloom.
More like a hot wind through a
crowded room
Forever running on the wind
Forever running on the wind
The sun is shining through the
window on my back
And I’m falling asleep at my desk
Think I’m gonna roll away now
Gonna take a little rest
Forever running on the wind
Forever running on the wind
Forever, no trains running on
those rails
Forever running on the wind
Think I’m gonna roll away now
Think I’m gonna roll away now
Maybe my heart stopped at my desk
now
Maybe my heart stopped at my desk
now
Think I’m gonna roll away now
Think I’m gonna roll away now
Let them find what’s left now
Let them find what’s left now
Forever running on the wind
Forever running on the wind
Forever running on the wind
Well there’s a wind building and
it looks like it’s going to be a bit of a blower
And the seagulls are in from the
coast and that’s rarely a good sign
And it looks like the whole of
the southern sky is a thunderhead
And the storm warning on the
radio is talking
about 1920 something
Forever, no trains running on
those rails
Forever, no trains running on
those rails
I’ve slipped my cables mess-mates
I’m drifting down with the tide.
A saddened stormy angel
The offshore wind in his eyes
Ok
It was only for a second, no more
than a moment I swear
We held each other’s glances then
she was not there
And I’m sorry if it made you
smaller
I’m sorry if it made you fade
away
And I’m sorry if it took you for
granted
Or undermined your grace
I hope that it’s alright
I hope that it’s ok
I hope that you’ll still smile at
me today
Four years still seems a bit too
soon
And I still hear your voice
sometimes in the next room
And I try to pile the papers
Away from the door
And I still keep all your
pictures
Framed in the hall
I hope that it’s alright
I hope that it’s ok
I hope that you’ll still smile at
me today
Today we met for coffee and we
plan to meet again
And I wish that could ask for
forgiveness in your name
And I’m sorry if that’s your
whisper
In the storm outside the house
And I’m sorry if you’re not the
last thing on my mind
Before the lights go out
I hope that it’s alright
I hope that it’s ok
I hope that you’ll still smile
down on me today
I hope that it’s ok
I hope that it’s alright
I hope that you don’t look down
tonight
I hope that it’s ok
I hope that it’s alright
And I’m sorry but I hope that you
don’t look down tonight
I’m tracking the moon across the
sky through the window of the train
And I recognise this town from
the white house by the railway line
There’s something about serenity
and there’s something about hope
And I need to catch it all in one
place ‘cause it drips through my fingers like sand
My brother is out there lost and
the tide is lapping at his knees
I am hopelessly adrift he says to
me
Barefoot white corridors, banana
leaves and Jacaranda trees
These were the things that
strengthen and strangle me
Ships aground where the sea used
to be
It faded away and left us adrift
An ocean of sand and a shore of
salt
A bucket of fears and industrial
fault
He says Someone else might have
found something else to be done
But we are children of an older
god, and yes, we have strange customs.
So it generally comes back, when
all is said and done, to another beer and a gun.
When all is said and done, it
always, always, always comes back to the gun
Mugged in
Naked in the lobby of a pension
in
Battered, bleeding, broken,
crawling on face down.
Two men for a funeral and an old
man of the cloth
Trailing lines of blood and not
stopping to wipe it off
You can choose to preach your
story
And you can dig at the mountain
base
And you can plan for a landslide
coming
When they’ve forgotten your face
Eight hours under arc lights,
interrogation cell
Guardia civil are listening, they
may as well
Two men for the record and the
story stays the same
Turning round the questions and
planting seeds of shame
You see a people migrate slowly
Across rough terrain
This fractured moon we travel
under
Puts a heart over a brain
You’ll never get a answer, never
get your things back
Might get an apology and 50 euros
to get on track
And then you’re clear…
So you send…
Two men for the fall guys and one
to bury the case
Closing up the file and getting
the records erased
You can choose to preach your
story
And you can dig at the mountain
base
And you can plan for a landslide
coming
When they’ve forgotten your face
You see a people migrate slowly
Across rough terrain
This fractured moon we travel
under
Puts a heart over a brain
And you can dig at a mountain
base
And you can shore it up with wood
And you can set a slow flame
burning
Where it’ll do no good
And when the lifetime’s passed
you over
And the story’s become a game
You can start the landslide
coming
And send it crashing down again.
I fully understand the course of
my actions and all that they entail
And I fully regret the trail of
consequence that brought me to this place
And I understand what this means
to my soul
And I understand where you
believe it’ll go
And you need to understand that
given the choice I would do the same again.
So I’ve been drinking in the
small hours, in the dark of the soul
And I remember everything,
everything that I’ve been told
I may come across as crude, I may
be subtle as a brick
I may not be astute but that
don’t mean that I don’t think
And I know I have done wrong, I
know I have caused real bleeding pain
And I know the truth of my sins
and I know I remember everything
And I know the place where the
devil’s music is made
And it’s not some lonely
crossroads trail
It’s in small cold dark of the
soul
I’m not looking for redemption; I
know I’ve gone too far this time
Just give me 24 hours and another
wrong can make this right
And as you consider this remember
I remember everything
And I saw the look of recognition
on his face as I heard the firing pin
slide into position
As the safety catch came off
It’s not enough
It’s not enough
But it’s all you’ve got
One Way Flow
(or A Failure of Spark)
There are two kinds of flow, this
one was DC
Let her go slow, let her go easy
There is a load on a joint, there
is a voltage across a wire
There is a critical point where
the numbers get higher
We are not right
We are not right
There is a formula, precautions
to take
but no calculations cover someone
else's mistake
We are not right
We are not right
Keep your pride intact, just for
her sake
Keep it matter of fact, just her
latest mistake
There are two kinds of flow, this
one was DC
Let her go slow, let her go easy
So the best you can do, just for
her sake
is smile and accept you were her
latest mistake
We are not right
We are not right
In my grandfather’s house, three
carvings on the mantle-piece
One of wood, one of stone, one of
brass, these three monkeys taught me how to be
Speak no evil, about your fellow
man.
Hear no evil, when you’re setting
out your plans.
See no evil, when you look into
the heart of a man.
These three carvings, made me who
I am.
Three wise monkeys showed me what
I need
Three wise monkeys taught me how
to be
Three wise monkeys told me what
it’s all about
And Three wise monkeys taught me
to block it out
An every time I was embarrassed,
and wanted to go home,
Every time I got battered, and
bruised down to the bone,
I spoke no evil, though I swore
inside my head.
I heard no evil, because I
blanked out what was said.
I saw no evil, because I closed
my eyes.
Yes and sometimes I was foolish,
when it was folly to be wise.
Three wise monkeys showed me what
I need
Three wise monkeys taught me how
to be
Three wise monkeys showed me what
it’s all about
And Three wise monkeys taught me
to screen it out
And I try to live, by these
monkey’s rules
And I try to be wise, when I’m
surrounded by fools
For all that we try to bring this
planet to its knees
I can’t help but feel, we should
never have left the trees
Three wise monkeys showed me what
I need
Three wise monkeys taught me how
to be
Three wise monkeys asked me what
it’s all about
And Three wise monkeys taught me
to shut my mouth
And the geeks
saved the world from the aliens. Or maybe it was the other way round
This is peter in the tower, it’s
Saturday 3am
The fog has grounded all the
flights all day there’s been no planes
I know you already know this,
you’re asking what’s the game
I’m telling you this to show you
I know that I’m still sane
I’m getting marks on all the
screens, I’m getting a confirmed single point
And getting scared cause I’m also
getting voice
Someone’s up there
Someone, I don’t know who
Someone’s coming in fast
And I don’t know what they’re
going to do
I’m getting words but I’m not
getting any sense
Some of the words are English,
some are just a mess
I’m getting a sense of panic, I
can hear a desperate cry
I was here when 507 came in, I
know what that sounds like
I’m getting breakup on the
screens, it’s looking like a trail of debris
But according to the instruments
it’s still at 50,000 feet
Someone’s up there
Someone, I don’t know who
Someone, or maybe something
And I don’t know what they’re
going to do
This is Simon in
They given me point of landing,
it’s right in on our front door!
Someone’s up there
Someone, I don’t know who
We’re getting the rescue boats
out
We’ll do all that we can do
Someone’s up there
Someone, I don’t know who
Someone, or maybe something
And they might just make it
through
Someone’s up there
Someone, I don’t know who
Someone’s coming in fast
We’ll do all that we can do
That we can do
That we can do
All that we can do
I’m not afraid of all your
cameras
I’m not afraid of your new laws
I’m not afraid of your moral
tyranny
Or the sanctions you impose
But I’m not yet ready to go
But I’m not yet ready to go
I’m not afraid of your outrage
Or the faked emotion you display
I’m not afraid of your power
Night is falling on your day
But I’m not yet ready to go
But I’m not yet ready to go
I believe that there is hope for
us
I believe it’s not too late to
change
I believe soon we’ll stand our
ground
We’ve had all that we can take
And I know there’ll be suffering
And I know there’ll be pain
And I suspect we may end with
bodies by the road
But it might be enough to start
again
I’m not scared of your contempt
For the people you’re supposed to
serve
You even have my pity
‘cause you’ll get what you
deserve
So I’m not yet ready to go
I’m not yet ready to go
Cause we’re ready for you to go
We’re ready for each and everyone
of you to leave
And make your peace
We’re ready for you to go
We’re ready for you to go
Well he said that we are free, a
free people, if we want to be
Well he said that we are free, a
free people, free as we can be
Yeah he said that and he sold out
our democracy
But you can’t fool me
Well he said that we are
climbing, climbing higher into the sky
Well he said that we are
climbing, yeah we’re gonna fly
Yeah he said that and he sold out
our human rights
And you watched them die
Well he said that you can have
it, you can have it all, if you vote for me
Well he said that we can have it,
just vote for me and wait and see
Yeah he said that and he sold out
our integrity
But you can’t fool me
I’m too tired to write, I can
barely think
But rules is always rules and the
end is always a drink
You’re going to top out at a
contender
It may be me you need here
The snowflake left its dark mark
on me
So hello, here’s the show
Sweet, sweet oblivion
Sweet, sweet oblivion
Where nobody’s beautiful, want me
Dance the day shut
This offer of the dead alone
Baby don’t deal beyond the truth
Kid bring back these good roads
Guide my blind boat home
Sweet, sweet oblivion (Kid bring
back these roads)
Sweet, sweet oblivion (Guide my
blind boat home)
Kid bring back these good roads
I’m too tired to write, I can
barely think
But rules is always rules and the
end is always a drink
There’s a kind of tick tick tick
thing here
My life dictated by a clock
There’s a kind of click click
click here
As the places roll up the board
But every second that goes byt
Brings me closer to my ride
Every second ticking by
Tells me someone’s alive
But here I have the continent
The open mainland spread out wide
And though a train might lead to
Seven takes to Hendaye
But every second that goes by
Brings me closer to my ride
Every second ticking by
Tells me someone’s alive
(but don’t get hung up on it!)
There’s a kind of tick tick tick
thing here
My life dictated by a clock
This one’s called Desire and I
keep him on a short chain
This one’s called Fun, he run’s
loose around my brain
And this one aspires to the
Virtue in me,
He’s doesn’t call me up and I let
him be
9 monkeys in my mind
I don’t think they know the game
9 monkeys in my heart
how could you treat them all the
same?
This one’s Song, he gets the
lucky breaks
This one’s Work, he keeps all
that he makes
And this one’s Fear and he never
makes a sound
But you always know he’s always
around
9 monkeys in my mind
I don’t think they know the game
9 monkeys in my heart
how could you treat them all the
same?
And this one’s Rage, he lives in
a dark box
Sometimes he gets through each
and every lock
And Serenity and Pain go hide
It’s not a place that they can
abide
9 monkeys in my mind
I don’t think they know the game
9 monkeys in my heart
how could you treat them all the
same?
She held me tight, her shaking
arms, around me cried.
A single tear fell and bounced
like a rock of the stone of my heart inside
Then it died
We are not coming home tonight
We are not coming home tonight,
this time
We laughed and cried ‘til
morning, by then it was too late
My ship had sailed
And as she turned to go, she
turned to me and smiled
And I knew I’d failed
We are not coming home tonight,
this time
We are not coming home tonight,
for a while
Oh Oh I’m alive
Oh I’m alive
And I’m glad to know that I’m
alive
And I’m glad, after all, that I’m
alive
For though we are not coming home
this time, we’re alive
For though I am not coming home
this time, I’m still alive
I woke today and saw blue sky
Well, I went walking, Not far, in
heavy shoes
To get away from you
Yeah, I went hiding
Yeah, I left the light on
Well, I went running, past your
door
To see you some more
Yeah, I went singing, down your
street
To see if we could meet
What else could I do? I left a
light on for you
What else could I do? I left a
light on for you
Well, I stopped trying, to catch
you
I would match you
Yeah I went crawling, to your
porch
To see you once more
What else could I do? I left a
light on for you
What else could I do? I left a
light on for you
What else could I say? I want you
to look my way
What else could I say? You never
looked my way
Yeah, I went hiding and I left a
light on
What else could I do? I left a
light on for you
What else could I do? I left a
light on for you
The
And I have walked this far, to
reach the white tower
Because I woke up lost in my
darkest hour
And I saw the moonlit stone, a
And I have done my best, and I’m
told I’ll find some rest
And I have sailed a while to
reach your white tower
And I did not forget, I said I’d
track you down
I kept your face in mind, I held
your faith in mine.
I set my compass west, where my
heart shall find its rest.
And I drove for miles to reach
this white tower
I chose a granite stone and I
chose a white flower
And I carved my lines and I’ve
done my time
It may have been a final jest,
but I’ll lay me down to rest.
The white tower
The white tower
In your final hour
You find the white tower
It’s a dirty kind of light that
casts a shadow on a street with one tree
It’s the kind of light that you
rarely see
On the tv with all the blue skies
and the bright eyes
Yeah it’s dirty kind of light on
a street with one tree
It’s angry kind of light on a
street with one tree
It’s the kind of rage that boils
deep
Sets a car on fire light’s up the
darkening sky
Yeah it’s angry kind of light on
a street with one tree
It’s a tired kind of light that
shows a street with one tree
It’s a kind of feeling of running
on empty
That ties a knotted rope over a
high beam
It’s a tired kind of light goes
out on a street with one tree
An hour’s good walk will take you there
An hour’s good walk, from here to there
There ain’t a taxi
There ain’t a bus
But an hour’s good walk
Will take you if you must
An hour’s good walk at a steady pace
An hour’s good walk, it’s nothing to see his face
There ain’t a curfew
There ain’t a law
And there ain’t a reason to stay here for
An hour’s good walk
An hour’s good walk
An hour’s good walk
Will take you if you must
And you must
Monkey, Measuring Up to the World
Living Large we free beasts never
ceased to amaze
We’ll have a Six Pack to go for a
song about rum and drowning
but it’s Dawn Patrol in
Laika Came home and the Monkey
sang
These pious English seemed less
lost
with an attitude they found a
cure For six months
So Curious George told a tale
when I was 10
"Damn Corporate song left us
a picture six toes up.
six sung in Hebrew but the monkey
isn’t singing.
Three, six, nine, the goose drank
wine, the monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line
Actually nobody sings this time.
They responded by taking away six months’ from all of us
Stare at this picture for seconds,
the devil's monkey's gone to heaven in the year of the rat
And hanuman can't get enough that
old dancing guy
Five days after the experiment
the once Legendary Ape and the spartan six sang
Some pilot Plague slaughterer,
three daughters, a village elder, and a chorus of six
Oh, it brought a tear to my eye
for just over three minutes
A veteran of all six is standing
in front of Joe Ely,
The other monkey, older, and you
could tell he didn't play fingers.
And wasn’t singing either
Three, six, nine, the goose drank
wine, the monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line
Michael may have Rowed the Boat
Ashore but six monkey’s pushed it back
Singing a Song of the Swamp
and now It's been six years since
the Loco did it much better
from the Smithsonian to the
I may not be way out on
Beautiful Jo, Six For God and six
for the years, before I finally quit
The Chinese Boy and Girl sang and
now they’ve high hopes and low
expectations
it’s the only way for a monkey to
live, even if he’s singing
Three, six, nine, the goose drank
wine, the monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line
Where is the light that will not
shine?
Where is the time that did not
pass you by?
We are alone in this life
Far from all manner of crowds
We’ve made our home of this life
Why would you want to get out?
Where is the song that taught you
your own way home?
Where is the dream that gave you
the chance of your own?
Where is the word that took you
far away?
Where is the wind that sent you
home again?
We are alone in this life
Far from all manner of crowds
We’ve made our home of this life
Why would you want to get out?
Why do you dream? If dreams break
your heart
Why do you sing? When it tears
you apart
Why don’t you dance? When it
lifts your soul
Why don’t we have a choice at the
end of it all?
We are alone in this life
Far from all manner of crowds
We’ve made our home of this life
Why would you want to get out?
Where is the light that will not
shine?