Tag: Lyrics

Evermine

She charts a scattered course of guess She puts her faith in nothing less Than God and hope and hopelessness The mess of time keeps her on a broken line And though my eyes will follow closely She disappears…


Missing The Last Boat Home

The run for the docks in the black early hours Collar pulled tight, hat pulled down low Alcohol fades as desperation sets in The run for the last boat home No I can’t miss the last boat home…


Run

Run like the dogs are at your heels Run like the Earth’s on fire Run like the wind is in your wheels And the flames are growing higher To melt your wings of desire Chase the demons from your mind Chase away your fears But the past is never far behind Almost close enough to…


Sloe Gin

Slow, slow sloe gin Blackthorn pulled me in Juniper’s a curse The sugar makes it worse Slow, slow sloe gin Slow, slow sloe gin Purple stained the skin When we picked them in the fall Now you ain’t here no more Slow, slow sloe gin…


The Only One

I bring you love, blood, fish and bone I bring you half of all I own I’d bring you every seed I’ve sewn To only know what you have known Beneath your heart there is a hole There is a moat around your soul A hurt that doesn’t heal A fear that doesn’t feel A…


These Old Friends Of Mine

These shoes tattered and old no longer in style Tan leather uppers and soles they know my desires They know I’m a liar They know where I go When low These old friends of mine…


What Every Mother Fears

The felling of an oak that once stood tall a hundred years The snapping of a sapling in it’s shade The counting of the rings won’t tell for who the birds now sing Or which tree leant more beauty to the glade…


What Would Susan Do?

Gazing at shadows that pass by in limbo As my old aspidestra wilts by the window No comfort, no paddle. Without inspiration In sheer desperation I ask myself ‘What would she do?’ I ask ‘What would Susan do?’…


When I’m Old

When I’m old Praying each dream lasts forever Make sure my bedclothes are clean When I’m old Don’t let me dwell on the weather Or be uneccesarily mean…


Who Do They Think They Are?

A certain type of man WHO knows the answers WHO won’t admit to any hint of doubt I don’t know what scares me most DO they know not what they DO or DO they know exactly what they’re all about?…