Dark Horses

Dark Horses

When you’re preoccupied
Like a moth with the light
We are ‘sacking your life
We are bleeding your pipes
When you’re hooked by the line
By the crook of your spine
We are sparking the knives
We are Frankenstein

When you’re preoccupied
By the junk of your life
We are marking your card
We are catching off-guard
When you’re thanking the Lord
For the fat of your land
We are cutting the cord
We are back of the hand

Our love is the love of the loveless
Our tears are the tears of the bird
Our side is the side of the sideshow
And our blood is as good as our word
Dark horses, our handshake is fatal
Our seal is a stamp to the heart
We cut through the din like a rattle
Our violence is closer to art

 

 

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

Dark Secrets Look For Light

Dark Secrets Look For Light

Get me an ugly wife
No man will look twice
I can fall asleep at night and dream of someone else

I found an ugly wife and she’d led an ugly life
Take my hand, this ray of hope,
Crawl out of this hole

She weaved her spell on me
And I fell hopelessly
I swore to put it right
I blessed her every night

Tried to put the truth away
Cruel water finds it’s line
Cruel mouths are open wide
Dark secrets look for light

I ran back to the flat and found her hanging there
Silk nightdress, fallen chair
I found her hanging there

Wait til the end turns white
I closed my eyelids tight
Here comes the blinding light
This light will guide my life

 

 

(Lyrics – Simon Rivers)

Deleted Scenes

Deleted Scenes

Your life’s like a comic book –
All shadows and childhood fantasy
The people you love, disguised
In a velvet glove biography
But I recognise what’s going on : deleted scenes
And when your eyes go out
You play them back, as broken dreams

I don’t get you anymore
I don’t get you anymore
I don’t get you anymore
I can’t respect you anymore

You got a letter from an old friend
Asking why you never spoke again
You leave your lovers cast in amber past
And those times you can’t evoke again

I don’t get you anymore
I don’t get you anymore
I don’t get you anymore
I can’t respect you anymore

You’re in denial, you’re not on trial

 

 

 

(Lyrics : GA Johnson)

Disaffected

Disaffected

Anything can happen in life –
Especially nothing, mainly nothing
Once you know that, you’re fine
Once you know that, you can retire
Set your clock by your heart
Work’s over-rated and it will kill you
Finish nothing you start
And start nothing you think you’ll continue

I’m disaffected now
I’m disaffected now

And to this model I’ve kept
I surface at 3 in the clothes that I slept in
And though I’m drowning in debt
I’m richer through all the things I’m rejecting
And in a rare, certain light
I have a strange charm,
I think you’d like me
And the rain brings me out
The rain makes me happy

I’m disaffected now
I’m disaffected now
Set your clock by your heart
Work’s over-rated and it will kill you

 

 

 

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

Echoes On Ice

Echoes On Ice

I have letters from you that you wrote in your sleep
A map of your heart and a plan of your street
And echoes on ice on a blue Winter night
From the spokes of your bike in sub-farenheit

The fox makes a sound like my heart
On the backs where they’ve laid out the traps
Planes filter back through the night
Making light work of constellations and maps
My opencast heart rewinds back to the start
And plays us again, should we ever part

 

 

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

England’s Always Better (As You’re Pulling Away)

England’s Always Better (As You’re Pulling Away)

Though I love the rain and I love the grey
And I love the estates where the flags decay
England’s always better as you’re pulling away

No, you dont back down, as you’re driving through town
But control yourself, ‘cos this is not our town
A smile and a joke and then a line of coke
Watch the sun going down on our rusty crown
All apologies and queues and bright red people with ludicrous views
And the last day of summer trickles down the drain
Tears for the wedding and smiles for the funeral
Stay in your car, you know youre not as useful as you were
Oh what now?
I came to your school fete, I’m a sucker for a raffle
I couldnt see the trees but I could smell the rotten apples
Quick, everyone inside, were wait until the rain ends
Was our year cursed?
Another dead school friend burns away
Tears for the weddings, smiles for the funeral
Stay in the car, you know you’re not as useful as you were
Oh, what now?
Where ridicule is something to be proud of
Mopeds buzzing by like angry wasps in the dying light
Tears weddings for the weddings and smiles for the funeral
Stay in the car, you know youre not as useful as you were
Oh, what now?
See the sun going down on our rusty crown
Feel the blood running down our rusty crown
See the sun going down on our rusty crown

 

(Lyrics – GA Johnson/S Rivers)

 

Exile

Exile

There was a time when I’d tell you
There was a time when I’d say
But I can’t look in your eyes now, baby
Since you sent me away
And I’ve been living in exile
I’m not allowed at the door
You don’t answer my phone calls
You just don’t answer at all

I’ve been tempted to turn up
Unannounced like a ghost
But I know I’m not welcome
I know the options are closed
‘Cos 13 years is a long, long time
And maybe that’s what it takes
’til we can sit in the same room
And for our hearts not to break

Oh, can I tell you that I’m sorry
Without you hating me more?
Oh, can I tell you that I love you
Without you asking what for?

There’s no use in me trying
I know it’s better I’m gone
So I just wander the landscape
I’ve lost the will to go on
But I just wanted to tell you
That should you have second thoughts
Well, I still live in the same house
Just come and knock on the door

 

 

 

 

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

Halfway Through

Halfway Through

My youth, I could not drag it
I could not bring it with, so I ended up without
The house was razed, the spark was dowsed
The looks have gone but I soldier on
I’m halfway through
I’m halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do?

Well, I came of age then I withdrew
Well, I came of age, then hitherto

Halfway through
Halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do
Now everything is overdue?

The mirror needn’t bother
For Ill never know tomorrow

Well, I came of age then I withdrew
Well, I came of age, then hitherto

Halfway through
Halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do
Now everything is overdue?

 

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

Halloween Boat

Halloween Boat

I’m in my Halloween boat with a hole in my heart the size of a girl
Pacific postman, 30 West by 50 East
On a black sea that joins up countries
My life is one second slow
‘says here on my watch
That’s how I know
I’m a map-pin on a dead sea marking out 30 West by 50 East
On the off-chance that anyone should wish to know

A trail of letters waltz on the tide back to Maritime Plaza from my Halloween boat
And it’s so cold, you can hear the moon

My life is one second slow
‘says here on my watch
That’s how I know

There’s a hole in my heart the size of a girl, 30 by 50
In my pocket, a letter
A “let’s make it better” note
But I’m all out at sea,
Asking the harbour to come this way
Closer, to swallow me

And there’s a hole in this boat the size of a star
That I plug with the letter
The “let’s make it better”

A peep show for Jesus
He looks through the stars

 

 

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

Help Me Warm This Frozen Heart

Help Me Warm This Frozen Heart

Outside, the fairground in snow,
Revolves like a waltz, funeral slow
And summer has gone, collapsed like a chair
Like the heart of a bird, a bell on the air

Inside, the wireless in snow
The orchestra drowns, funeral slow
And autumn has gone and with it the bloom –
The harvest of stars, like moths to the moon

Help me warm this frozen heart

 

 

(Lyrics – GA Johnson)

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