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A Fond Farewell
Oh lord
I lost the one I loved
I gave her all I had
But that was not enough
Oh lord
I cannot bear to breathe
Her voice is but a memory
Her kiss is but a dream
So long
I haven’t left my bed
I see no point in getting up
I wish that I were dead
So long
I bid a fond farewell
I cannot live this hollow life
I cannot break her spell
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
Exit
Maybe it’s time to get out?
Maybe it’s time to get out?
We all have our reasons
We all have our doubts
Maybe it’s time to get out?
March Of The Atheists
Well, I can accept that you have your faith
So you must accept that I have none
You chase your god into your grave
I’ll die alone when my days are done
And all these fabulous beasts that you strike down
And all this beautiful land that you claim to command
And all these wars in the name of a book
There’s god in your heart but there’s blood on your hands
So where are you fires of hell?
So where now your golden gates?
I see no angels, no heaven on high
I hear no marching of your saints
Go placidly amidst the noise and haste
I know your churches are a sight to behold
I know your stories as good as any man
I know we all have our crosses to bear
But I’ll waste none of my time in desperate prayer
I’ve rung the bells of the Mont St-Michel
But me and the Saviour were never that close
I’ve called into the night with no hope of reply
But I’ve seen the holes in the holy ghost
So where now, your peace to all men?
So where now, your undeniable proof?
Where is it written, in paper or stone,
“An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth?”
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
On Edge
This life winds me up too much
I am taut as a wire
And the pressure’s building up
I am up to the neck
I am cut to the quick
I am stuffed to the gills
I am sicker than sick
You think you know me
But you don’t know me
You get a version
You cast aspersions
My back is up
But you’d never know
I hide it well
It doesn’t show
This life winds me up too much
I am taut as a wire
And the pressure’s building up
I’m a pot on the boil
I’m a trap on the spring
I am pushed to the brink
I could pull out the pin
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
Recovery Position
Is it the shadow in my voice?
Oh, I can barely form a sigh
Is it the music that I make?
Is it the sadness in my eyes?
You put me in position
As it tells you in the book
But I’m a separate chapter
You cannot look it up
My mother had a crying boy
Hung up over the fire
I could not bear to see him
I would not meet his eye
I think that’s why I’m like this
The tears they never cease
And yet you never see them
I keep them all in me
I have broken into France
I have stolen into Spain
I’ve been thrown out of Italy
And I’ll be thrown out again
The Dutch never liked me much
And Germany the same
I poisoned half the western world
But it never bought me fame
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
The Blue Hour
The clouds, they go their way
With indifference to us
A melancholy light
The ghost of summer past
The moon relieves the sun
Across the evening sky
And here we come undone
And here we say goodbye
The whispers in the bough
Are but rumours on the wind
This love was never ours
And yet we took it in
The headstones mark the lost
Erased by time and tide
Ashes cast to sea
Blow back as memories
Take the last kiss from my lips
Take the last look at my face
And then surrender all we have
Or I will never walk away
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
The Faint Horizon
In youth, we think too little
In age, we think too much
In youth, of what’s to come
In age, of what we’ve lost
We always want tomorrow
So never live today
And that’s the curse of our lives
We wish our lives away
With time, the faint horizon
Comes clearer by the day
For some, it’s far too soon
Whilst others cannot wait
And all men need distraction
And some men need their gods
For without these diversions
Then everything is lost
In life, we carve the land up
That is not ours to carve
We cannot take it with us
But cut the greater half
And herein lies the problem
And herein the blame
You enter life with nothing
You leave it with the same
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
The Nightmare Goes On
I cannot shake this notion
It haunts me through the streets
The height is that of giants
The depth is that of seas
The words refuse my tongue
They tear me from my sleep
You ask me why I cry
But I cannot bear to speak
The nightmare goes on
Won’t somebody wake me?
The nightmare goes on
I cannot bear this notion
Its hand, an icy clasp
I bear its weight at all times
You need not even ask
This sadness in my eyes
The burden drags me down
It shames the storm outside
God knows I’ve tried and tried
The nightmare goes on
Won’t somebody wake me?
The nightmare goes on
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
You Never Loved This City
Make haste, the light is fading
The traders turn the sign
The clouds are lost to darkness
The bars they spring to life
You never loved this city
But angel, it loves you
Your smile, a Roman candle
Your eyes are Prussian blue
Beware, the crack of lightning
Three miles but drawing near
The first rain blacks the pavement
The birds, they disappear
And in the doorway, lovers
They share a cigarette
Below, the rush of gutter
Above, a silhouette
You never loved this city
But angel, it loves you
Your smile, a Roman Candle
Your eyes are Prussian blue
I never loved this city
But you can keep me here
Your love, a stained glass window
Your heart, a chandelier
(Lyrics – GA Johnson)
You Never Loved This City
Make haste, the light is fading
The traders turn the sign
The clouds are lost to darkness
The bars they spring to life
You never loved this city
But angel, it loves you
Your smile, a roman candle
Your eyes are Prussian blue
Beware, the crack of lightning
Three miles but drawing near
The first rain blacks the pavement
The birds, they disappear
And in the doorway, lovers
They share a cigarette
Below, the rush of gutter
Above, a silhouette
You never loved this city
But angel, it loves you
Your smile, a roman candle
Your eyes are Prussian blue
I never loved this city
But you can keep me here
Your love, a stained glass window
Your heart, a chandelier