Category: Life Has Not Finished With Me Yet

Sing Something

Sing something that I know
Sing something before I go
He said he’d be here
But he didn’t show
So sing something that I know

I’ve missed the last train
It did not wait
Now I’m abandoned to my fate
So sing something that I know
Sing something sad and slow

The bar is closing
They want me out I came here with joy I leave without
So sing something that I know
Sing something sad and slow

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

The Slightest Of Threads

She slips out of bed
In the fold of the night
And the temperature drops
With the cry of a fox
It’s the exit of a thief
It’s the falling of a leaf
The dust is disturbed
And her shadow is stirred

She looks back at the lover
But he dreams of another
The violence of his breath
Betrays his gentleness
And their minds have never met
It’s always been just sex :
The finest of chains
The slightest of threads

She navigates the stairs
In the absence of the light
A ghost that’s self-possessed
A soul not laid to rest
And the painting in the hall
Well, it seems to say it all :
Still life, abstract
Worthless, glass cracked

And here, in the fold of the night, she cries
Cos the trains have all left and the ships have passed by
And the seasons, too many, have blurred into one
They seem to have stopped before they’ve begun

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

(The Way We Treat) The Animals

The way we treat the animals
Will govern how we’re judged
And if you slay the animals
Your soul, it will be dust
But no, the bloodless hunter
Makes light of precious words
He clears the land of wondrous beast
He decimates the birds

He pays no heed to august plume
He cares not for its grace
He cocks and shoots with disregard
He lays the swan to waste
The way we treat the animals
Will govern how we’re judged
And if you slay the animals
Your soul, it will be dust

I’ve tried to comprehend the type
That must annihilate
That cannot leave a life to live
That must obliterate
But come the fateful morning
When silence rules the world
We wiped it clean of every beast
We wiped it clean of every bird
The way we treat the animals

Will govern how we’re judged
And if you slay the animals
Your soul, it will be dust

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

You Don’t Need Me To Tell You

You don’t need me to tell you
That there’s nothing after this
That nothing came before now
And that’s just the way it is
Any mark you think you leave here
Well, it will perish with the flesh
The purpose of this sorry life
Well, that’s anybody’s guess
And yet we persevere
Like flowers on the tide
The choice is seldom mentioned
The choice is set aside
For once its name is spoken
It enters by the heart
It haunts the empty chambers
And it pulls the heart apart
You’re sound of mind and body
But I’ve watched you from afar
Your rationale is fading
It’s fading like a star
Amongst these constellations
You always found the hope
But now I see a worried man
Behind the telescope

I’d like to say I’ve evidence
The proof that all men seek
But I’m as lost as anyone
The spirit, it is weak
You don’t need me to tell you
That there’s nothing after this
That nothing came before now
And that’s just the way it is

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)