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Amongst The Books, An Angel
Amongst the books, an angel I’ve not met
And time hasn’t touched her yet
From A to M to Z she swans, as if avoiding bed
Pigtails instead of wings
I strung her harp with my heart strings
And I would ask this Spring for her
If I knew what the right words were
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
Dark Ages
None of us are what we were
I know you’ve heard this all before
I know you’ve heard this all before
but none of us are what we were
But it’s a dark age, a dangerous time
I’m on the last page, the end of the line
But it’s a dark age, a dangerous time
I’m on the last train, the end of the line
Outside the bar on the road to the Madrid
A curious frost settled down on my ribs
These were the badlands, the sad lands
I wanted to leave but I wanted to give
Whispered in song in the tops of the trees
“Tears are the only rain that we see”
Whispered in song in the tops of the trees
“Tears are the only rain that we see”
I get up too late to wave off the night
I get up too late to wave off the night
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
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)
I Have Moved Into The Shadow
The night is closing in
The clouds are frozen still
The birds are feathered down
The churches ring the hour
Where once there was a cheer
Now stands a sorry crowd
Across the frozen lake
Beneath the tattered flags
A carnival of skates
The scissors scratch their names
Where once I held your hand
I cannot bear to stand
This city is a cauldron of blackened snow and strangers
I moved here from the country
I didn’t know the danger
I’m haunted by the bottle
I’m haunted by the angels
In letters from my sister
She asks me how I’m feeling
I say that I am better
But I lie in every letter
I have moved into the margin
I have moved into the shadow
Move closer to the fire
Or else you’ll meet the ghost
I loved you like a brother
I loved you more than most
But still you left me vacant
Still you left me cold
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
Incurable
The doctors shake their heads
They chain around the bed
They’re looking for a reason to why I’m still not dead
The medicine’s not working
I haven’t sleep for days
The light is shone right through me
The skeleton is weighed
Incurable, I’m helpless – the mind and body weak
I have so much to tell you but I can’t seem to speak
Incurable, I’m lonely
The city empties out
I live inside the shadow – the shadow of a doubt
The cannons fire across me
I cannot make the trial
The seasons crash around me
The bones are in denial
My temper is a tower
The church will not provide
You closed the drawer upon me
I am unclassified
The romance of the season is wasted on the weak
I stayed in bed through snowfall
I tried to get some sleep
Invisible and broken
The spirit has moved out
Words that were unspoken, I cannot live without
A strange light beckons me this way
A strange life beckons me this way
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
Snowfall Soon
Rain starts on you as your goodbye runs me through
Goodbye is nothing new but it’s last breath when said by you
And this world shrinks to a room
Weather inside : snowfall soon
No bookcase can rescue a man
Only a letter of sorry can
Handle with care if only you dare
I’m sensitive, touch sensitive
Handle with care if only you are
I’m sensitive, touch sensitive
I have a photograph
Mid-heaven, post-laugh
Eyes shine ridiculous
Illuminate the both of us
In the fold of a camera’s eye
In the time it takes to sigh
I open up an ashen heart
Pour out a thousand whys
Handle with care if only you dare, etc
Write or I’ll die
Handle with care, etc
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
Theory Of Ghosts
I’ve a theory of ghosts and I’m a monster to girls
I stick in their heart like a rusty spur
But I’ve a theory of ghosts :
They’re alive and we’re all dead
That they’re trying to tell us that it’s this way around
And I’ve a theory of girls :
They always seem to leave in the Spring,
As if they know that it hurts more
To carry a heartbreak through the Summer
In the calendar storm,
I circled a day and tried to hold on
And in the last powercut
I whispered her name ‘til the lights came on
Smoked my Indian pipe
Listened to static,
The snow on the wire
Smoked my Indian pipe
Listened to static,
The snow on the wire
I have one photograph that captures her smile
But I don’t have a tape of her laugh
Watercolours can’t help me
(Words – GA Johnson)
When I’m Done, This Night Will Fear Me
When I’m done, this night will fear me
Ghosts of ghosts of ghosts will hear me
Black just got blacker
Attacked became attacker
When I’m done, this night will fear me
The silent movie extra, left for trash on the set
Asserts his revenge
Calls in the debt
And when I’m done, this night will fear me
Ghosts of ghosts of ghosts will hear me
Black just got blacker
Attacked became attacker
And when I’m done, this night will fear me
Black star in a white night
Like a blue wave in a black sea
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)