Each time I see those round eyes
Ronda you are my moonchild
Rolling in the valley
Of the Spanish wolf
Howling around my door
Ronda how your eyes get so big
Like moon beams shining
Out
And still the wolf roams
Round and round my door
Ronda there are bulls fighting on your flag
And Ronda they see red
Each time they hear your rag
But don't you ever surrender
To the slave ship where time does lag
The bulls are running down your streets
And its time to trap it in your bag
But the wolf still roams around my door
The moon still rolls above your hills
And down your valleys the wind blows chill
While the prison of your love
Stands atop your cliffs
Sunday, 1 December 2019
Ronda

Down the garden path
In the sense that I love you
There can be no denying
Like the jet trails in the sky
Or the song of starling dying
There are gem stones in the garden
Hidden in the grass
And the children are treasure hunting
But I know their time won't last
For finding what you look for
Can be a curse its true
And losing what you hoped to keep
Can be the making of you
There are wrong steps in the garden
There are stepping stone come loose
And the worms are wriggling on the top soil
Like a prisoner in a noose
And the starling is waiting yonder
On the fence beside the hedge
As the Hawthorn branches shield him
Like a spy on a castle ledge
And he's listening for the winter
He's hearing the nightingale's song
The writhing worm is his fodder
And soon down he'll swoop upon
Because everything in the garden
Is a meal for somebody else
Be it a carrot in the vegetable patch
Or beetle on the green house shelf
There can be no denying
Like the jet trails in the sky
Or the song of starling dying
There are gem stones in the garden
Hidden in the grass
And the children are treasure hunting
But I know their time won't last
For finding what you look for
Can be a curse its true
And losing what you hoped to keep
Can be the making of you
There are wrong steps in the garden
There are stepping stone come loose
And the worms are wriggling on the top soil
Like a prisoner in a noose
And the starling is waiting yonder
On the fence beside the hedge
As the Hawthorn branches shield him
Like a spy on a castle ledge
And he's listening for the winter
He's hearing the nightingale's song
The writhing worm is his fodder
And soon down he'll swoop upon
Because everything in the garden
Is a meal for somebody else
Be it a carrot in the vegetable patch
Or beetle on the green house shelf

Beautiful elf
Beautiful elf
With another self
Who knows I'm too young to die
Break from the norm
Come keep yourself warm
Just lay down by my side
Wonderous thing
With a grace unseen
Like an angel from the sky
Come spread your wings
Enveloping sings
Just lay down by my side
There's a world unknown
Outside made of stone
But we don't need to think of it inside
I'll be with you till the end
My elven friend
Just lay down by my side
All the places I've been
I've never seen
One of your fine ilk or like
If I knew you as silk
A spider thread like milk
Just lay down by my side
With another self
Who knows I'm too young to die
Break from the norm
Come keep yourself warm
Just lay down by my side
Wonderous thing
With a grace unseen
Like an angel from the sky
Come spread your wings
Enveloping sings
Just lay down by my side
There's a world unknown
Outside made of stone
But we don't need to think of it inside
I'll be with you till the end
My elven friend
Just lay down by my side
All the places I've been
I've never seen
One of your fine ilk or like
If I knew you as silk
A spider thread like milk
Just lay down by my side

Friday, 29 November 2019
Every leaf that falls
There is a reason in the soaring bird
There's reason in the clouds
There is sense in each and every call
Of the dove above the crowd
There is method in the madness
Of the writer in his word
And for every up there is a down
For every leaf that falls
There will be time enough for progress
And relegation to the trees
There will be judgement in the congress
Before we can be free
And every shadow traces an outline
Of each object in the hall
There is a name on every bullet
And in every leaf that falls
In the hour of the circumstance
That rounds the era's drawl
The women with kalashnikovs
The snakes on the ground still crawl
And Eve is walking with Adam
Down groves paradisiacal
Their relection in every apple
And in every leaf that falls
I have seen them in the aftermath
Of the world's uncertainy
In the face of the clown that laughs
In the honour of bravery
And any time you hear sound of an Angel's call
Be sure you lay down the gun once and for all
For there is innocense in the flower
And deep knowledge in dark night
And a nameless sorrow in its power
And in every leaf that falls
There's reason in the clouds
There is sense in each and every call
Of the dove above the crowd
There is method in the madness
Of the writer in his word
And for every up there is a down
For every leaf that falls
There will be time enough for progress
And relegation to the trees
There will be judgement in the congress
Before we can be free
And every shadow traces an outline
Of each object in the hall
There is a name on every bullet
And in every leaf that falls
In the hour of the circumstance
That rounds the era's drawl
The women with kalashnikovs
The snakes on the ground still crawl
And Eve is walking with Adam
Down groves paradisiacal
Their relection in every apple
And in every leaf that falls
I have seen them in the aftermath
Of the world's uncertainy
In the face of the clown that laughs
In the honour of bravery
And any time you hear sound of an Angel's call
Be sure you lay down the gun once and for all
For there is innocense in the flower
And deep knowledge in dark night
And a nameless sorrow in its power
And in every leaf that falls
Labels:
climate change,
progress,
trees

Thursday, 28 November 2019
In the rain
I don't wanna paint my house no more
Go inside and lock the door
In the rain, in the rain
I don't wanna clean the balcony
I don't wanna dust the floor
Go inside and lock the door
In the rain, in the rain
I've got no time to mop the Windows
I've no time to sweep the walls
The leaves will fall in autumn
Even the crows will crow
Just take a stand for freedom
Soon her light won't show
In the rain, in the rain
I don't wanna fly my country's flag
I don't wanna flock the sheep
I've got two pence that's worth stealing
But what they steal is my sleep
I don't wanna shake the drain pipe
I don't wanna sniff the tree
Everything worth fighting for
Is worth the weight of freedom's key
Let me alone this day I stay inside
And lock the door
In the rain, in the rain
Labels:
rain

I don't know nobody around
I don't know nobody around
The dogs are in the ball park
But they lost their baow wow
I don't know nobody around
The man at the bus stop says
How do you do!
The man at the bus stop says how do you do
But I say just what's up? and I walk on through
Cos I don't know nobody around
The lady in the shop says
Say what's up boys
The lady in the shop says
Say what's up boys?
But I pick up my groceries and say
What's that noise?
Because I don't know nobody around
The baby in the pram says
A wha, wha wha
The baby in the pram says
A Wha, wha Wha
Well I say hey mother
why not put a lid on that jar!
Because I don't know nobody around
The moon is like a prison
For the good and the bad
The moon is like a prison for the good and the bad
But I'm like a warden who is feeling sad
No I don't know nobody around
The dogs are in the ball park
But they lost their baow wow
I don't know nobody around
The man at the bus stop says
How do you do!
The man at the bus stop says how do you do
But I say just what's up? and I walk on through
Cos I don't know nobody around
The lady in the shop says
Say what's up boys
The lady in the shop says
Say what's up boys?
But I pick up my groceries and say
What's that noise?
Because I don't know nobody around
The baby in the pram says
A wha, wha wha
The baby in the pram says
A Wha, wha Wha
Well I say hey mother
why not put a lid on that jar!
Because I don't know nobody around
The moon is like a prison
For the good and the bad
The moon is like a prison for the good and the bad
But I'm like a warden who is feeling sad
No I don't know nobody around

A train named devil
Well its all over the news
The devils riding that train
Yes its all over the news
Like we've got him on the brain
Well I don't know about sunrise
But he'll be coming back again
There was a train named devil
Way on another level
And he crowed his lonesome whistle
As he drew into the the platform
And many men got on
To ride on the devil's song
And the Devil's riding that train
And he'll be back again
Well I caught up to him on horse back
Somewhere further down the track
And he cried to me all aboard
I thanked him then and shunned the lord
And as I looked out the window
I could see all the world in shadow
Well the Devil's riding that train
And he turned my head back again
There's a man named devil talking on another level
Watch on over the table
Tryin to make Cain kill Able
There's an empty bucket
Someone drilled a hole in it
The bosun said well fuck it
We might as well drink it
The ship named Surprise was sinking
As from the bucket they went drinking
All about the deck hands thinking
Why's the bosun blinking
Sun through the hole came glinting
Flint in the lock went flashing
Now the crew they all went splashing
Over the in Jim Crows ocean gnashing
Sharks like sparks were dashing
In the milieu lashing
Hearts and tails slashing
All for the Captain's ration
Now there's a train named Devil
Running on over the bridge
Steel rails cold as a fridge
Until the red wheels slid
The devils riding that train
Yes its all over the news
Like we've got him on the brain
Well I don't know about sunrise
But he'll be coming back again
There was a train named devil
Way on another level
And he crowed his lonesome whistle
As he drew into the the platform
And many men got on
To ride on the devil's song
And the Devil's riding that train
And he'll be back again
Well I caught up to him on horse back
Somewhere further down the track
And he cried to me all aboard
I thanked him then and shunned the lord
And as I looked out the window
I could see all the world in shadow
Well the Devil's riding that train
And he turned my head back again
There's a man named devil talking on another level
Watch on over the table
Tryin to make Cain kill Able
There's an empty bucket
Someone drilled a hole in it
The bosun said well fuck it
We might as well drink it
The ship named Surprise was sinking
As from the bucket they went drinking
All about the deck hands thinking
Why's the bosun blinking
Sun through the hole came glinting
Flint in the lock went flashing
Now the crew they all went splashing
Over the in Jim Crows ocean gnashing
Sharks like sparks were dashing
In the milieu lashing
Hearts and tails slashing
All for the Captain's ration
Now there's a train named Devil
Running on over the bridge
Steel rails cold as a fridge
Until the red wheels slid

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