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 Further From The Truth


21 York Street


I went to York Street
Saw the house where I was born
And watched the river flow

Under the bridge where
Clocks were turning
Women talking
Dogs were barking
Watched the faces glow

And all the words
Like bubbles rise
Advice and orders
Tender lies the truth
Don't tell me which way I should go

Outside a butchers shop
I saw a girl who looked a lot
Like someone that I used to know

I recognised expressions
Eyes of boys in men
Forgotten now
Gods knows how many years ago

And as I paused
Deep breathing air
My voice it roared
But wavered only softly
Through the town that I call home



He Walked Through The Dew


He walked through the dew and his feet were getting wet
He looked up above and saw the coming day
And he said to himself as though rehearsing lines
I'll go
You stay away

He pulled his collar up and tucked his scarf into his jacket
Took out a cigarette and smoked it to the sky
And watched the morning stars dissapear
And the moon and the owls that float around up high above him.
And the hedges that were not cut dripping down with wet
And the blackberries that had rotted on the thorn
He said I won't forget it and don't regret
I gave something to you
You gave it back to me

And all this time I thought of you
Your dress was flying in the dew
And the shadows say
Come to me
Come to me
Some day

With your dress dried by the sun
And no one is here but you and I
We watched the aeroplanes fly across here
But think of me sometimes as well

And all this time I thought of you
Your dress was flying in the dew
And the shadows still say
Come to me
This way

With your dress dried by the sun
And no one is here but you and I
We watched the aeroplanes fly across here
But think of me sometimes as well



The Man Who Ran Away


There's something in the air
An emptiness that creeps alone with me
I'm standing at the door where the wind sighs low
And the lightening flutters across the sky line
Somebody watches me from across the street
I just say give me some peace

And I watch the clouds turn grey into gold

Feel I couldn't stop it
The man who ran away
Far across the open sea
But I turned fear to shame
Like a fool I sit on beggars hill
I search my mind with time to kill
And when I call your name you answer me
And your voice seems to set me free

And I watch the clouds turn grey into gold



In My House


In my house there's a light for our sins
There's a light that flickers like
Only you can see
There's a man that watches me
There's a girl that likes to comb her hair
There's a man that watches me
Dark ribbons in her hair

In my house a light that shines
It's brilliant up there father
Keep on right to the door there's a sign
In my house
In a draw in a shelf by the wall
There's shells and there's grasses
They watch my house
And the living me says I can't go
Push you to the waters edge to save
Pretty little man with his head full of shame
Where the wood shines brightly
And the river sails
In my house
I can see where the river flows
It's like a shrine it's like a morgue
It's a peace where the old men go



Genevieve


Genevieve living in Velvet Street
Turns back the curtains to the day
She sees the rains falling and she bites her lip
Sits on the sofa and she reads

The leaves are falling softly from the plane trees
She hears the passing wheels in the empty street
Genevieve in Velvet Street
Wonders what to do and what to say

Sets a fire burning in the blackened grate
And sits there just watching how the flames play
Genevieve in Velvet Street
Wonders just what she can do with the day

January blowing through Velvet Street
Down the lonely valleys to the lake

Genevieve living in Velvet Street
Wishes that it didn't matter anyway



Pale Sun


Through the holes in the green grid
I saw a young man walk into your arms
Shadows on the dust
Of the morning sun
Shadows on the dust
Of the pale sun

Hanging out your sheets on the hedges
You bend on the fountain clean
I can see your lips are moving
Your eyes are in a dream
Shadows on the pale dust

A goose flies over this town
And a lone bell rings
The sound of metal buckets.
And a young voice sings

From the town rose a steeple
Casts an arm to the sky
Past the weather vane and rising
As the girl closed her eyes


The Reply


It's quarter past seven when I hold you
A head floats above the sleeping town
Somebody shouts to me you're calling
But nobody's out there to reply

It's quarter past seven and I hold you
My heart floats across the silent town
I stand at the window and watch it soaring
Over the boulevards to the night
Over the roof tops to the night

Somebody from a dream
Unseen and insignificant
In the emptiness of this lost town
And the openness of their face
Is staring all around
Configurations of the stars
In a God's hand
And I hold you closer in the night
Now that it's morning time

It's quarter past seven when I hold you
Your hair smells of gentle summer rain
I look out the window and I start calling
But I don't know what to reply



The Willow


Broken are the boughs of the willow
She walks beneath them to me
Up above the sky is rolling
With clouds so gracefully
I'm living in my yellow house
On the hill by the fields of green that sway
I cannot think of anything
She walks to me this way

Broken are the boughs of the willow

Broken are the boughs of the willow
She walks beneath them to me
There amongst the wild roses
That turn against the breeze
The easy smile of her mouth
And the waves in the distance silver grey
The glinting of her golden ring
The dying of the day

Broken are the boughs of the willow



Feeling Fine


Feeling high now
She says
She says
I'm feeling high now
She says.
She's got the wings of a swan
And she moves her arms

And she looks at me and she says
I'm feeling high now
I take a wet cloth and put it on her brow
And the sunlight rakes through the room
And the dry leaves in the corner whirlpool

She reaches out to the books
Strokes their spines
I'm feeling high now

I walked out into the pale withered fields
And I thought I don't give that much of a damn just
how she feels
Then once more in my head I heard her say
I'm feeling high now
So I looked up to the cold blue sky and shut her out

I crossed the frozen brook by the thin birch trees
And I thought it was the bluest sky I'd ever seen



The Untangled Man


Take a breath
Take a stride
Might bring you happiness
Might bring you wine

Small bird singing in a great tree
A man with boots on walks by me
Take a walk on the black beach
Feel the sand fine
Watch the sun rising
Watch it behind your hand

But show me the untangled man
Show me the untangled man
Show me where he is
If you can

In the face of a child
A place of wilderness
And summer time
True love waxing in a girl's eye
An old man staring through the night
Saw the fire of devotion
The faith of the blind
Watching the world turning
Weaving a rope of sand
So show me the untangled man
Tell me where he is
If you can

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