Between us only blue

I knew her for a little bit
As I was passing through
Just a cloud above
A cloud below
And between us only Blue

The Sun peeped through shone down its shaft
Like a gleaming sword of yellow
Just brief enough for us to see
Eachother before all turned into shadow

Well I knew her for the shortest time
Just a hair's breadth on the line
Measured by the smiles the laughs
That we once knew
Soon the winter came to pass
And it's chill frost, dark and hoar
The north wind blew shut the door
Now she has gone my wayward lass
And between us only Blue

The distance between us turned to ice
And I saw her no more
To think that between us
A strong love once grew
One neither could ignore
Now all that has turned to dust
The heart strings pulled by lust
She spreads her wings and soars
Between us only Blue

The wind it blows its arrows
Pointing us where to go
Like scattered needles in compass
Or an eddie in a stream
Sometimes the sails are full to bursting
Spread out like an eagle's wings
other times they're clean and flat as linen
Laid out on a bed made new
But then that was then my wayward dove
Now between us only Blue

The shortest day

Short day, longest love
Short love long on time
How can we be above
Tropic of Capricorn

Hold tight to the northern light
Spirit fire burning in the night
Hold tight to the good times coming
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight

Shortest day, longest love
Don't leave us now Sun in glove
Swapped somehow for the silver torch
That shines on now on the diver porch
Hold tight young moon to the earth
Hold tight to your sling around mother's birth

Shortest day, longest love
The winter comes straddling a white mare
Like the tides that rise on the spring bore
Hold tight, the river to the floor
Running in rails rolling in flood
Hold tight to your pails, to your earth's blood

Story of the man in the middle

It came upon the moral code
Of what should be done
To abode
The right from wrong
The leftist song
In the hymn book of the south

No reason in the whole wide world
A million in gold, diamonds and pearls
Just feel the plight of the poor child
Oh what has happened to me?

The one who is left on the shore
The one who kept walking
Through the open door
When he should have stepped up
To settle the score
Oh what has happened to me?!

You are so poor in spirit young man
Don't you understand the plan
There is nothing left
But to kill it and you can
Oh what has happened to me?

Its the story of the man in the middle
Who couldn't decide on the night
It was left till the morning
But he ignored the warning
Of the brewing of some kind of fight

Oh what has happened to me Mama
Am I fair, am I a man in the right?
I used to bring my judgement to bear
So easy, now its like flying a kite
I keep it up in the air
By tacking in the wind
I keep it flying by changing my mind
And each time I think I might lose then I win
All through tactics of a similar kind

Oh what has happened to me mama?
Am I the son that you would have liked?
Have I done you proud
Or stood out from the crowd?
Am I one alone or just a clone of the paths well hiked?
I've been round and round like in a circle
Like a wheel turning with light
But am I a Catherine wheel on fire
Or a ring of desire
That burns a border for what I reach for
Each night?

Oh what has become of me Mama?
Can you bring my ship back around?
Can you steer me to the clear horizon
Where no more clouds are to be found ?

The closest thing

The needle in the thread
The thought of someone dead
That was the closest thing

The fire engine red
The burning book unread
That was the closest thing

The lives that we once led
Like kites in a sky of lead
That was the closest thing

The knowledge of things unsaid
That was the closest thing
The arms of a thousand wed
That was the closest thing

The prayers from the book that shed
Like the skin of the snake that bled
That was the closest thing

The forks in the road we sped
That was the closest thing
The way in which you bed
That was the closest thing

All the senses in my head
That was the closest thing
They made me feel fed
That was the closest thing
By the love of a woman wed
To the ideas of undying instead
That was the closest thing

Tell me what would you like to know about me?

Interrogate me, track or trace me
Unknit the stitch that make me tick?
Trick or pick me apart at the seams?
This is what it takes to discover my dreams

Tell me what do want to know about me?
Let's get down to the brass tacks
The bare bones of the facts
Let's knock out all the lies and schemes
The truth is now known
Lets reveal what it means
There are no two homes for the son
Of the damned
One a castle of stone
The other a river dam
Beavering away at a busy type writer
But who shines the torch of truth
Will shine it the brighter
In the darkest spots, in the corners of the room
Where fairies scare at the discovered doom
But what if there, it is only bare
Then whom, would share their stories
Of the dark side of the moon?

Tell me what do you want to know about me?
I am opposed to narcissism
Yet find I've lied, as there is a crack in the mirror
And I can't stand the imperfection
There is hyprocrisy in my own reflection
And recrimination in the look
One gives to the other, eye to eye
Caught on the same hook
Two fishermen casting, in the stream of consciousness
But what neither wants to discover
Is the bait the other
Used to catch the fish
It is his own business

Now he has walked away to live a separate life,
While others in the ether
Have called to marry a wife
Why can't the two be reconciled there need
Be no more switch of loom
Carry on the same silver thread
All the way round the moon

We need to talk this over

We need to blow off the stream
The pressure has been rising in here
If you know what I mean
There are kilts and skins
And silks hanging in the air
There are souks with washed out faces draped in the air
you know we need to talk this over
Before the bats get in your hair

There a robbers in the road at night
And rollers on the sea
And dragons patrol the cliffs in flight
Around the head land of destiny
But our ship is sailing through the fog
And we can hardly see
Now we need to talk this over
Before we crash in to the lee

I've seen you in the post room
Mailing all kind of letters
Off to your ancestors
Whom you think are your betters
But it ain't like they've been looking out for you
No not in these stormy weathers
Now we need to talk this over because
We're both at the end of our tethers

2020

I went to the opticians the other day and said I want my eyesight to improve,he said come back next year, it will be 2020

Looking back its been a hard year and many things I could have done better, but that is just with the benefit of 2020 hindsight

If I see you next, it will be with the benefit of hindsight. Looking ahead it is important to have 2020 vision.

With the benefit of Hindsight the year 2020 could have gone more smoothly. With a 2020 vision they would have done.

2020 year of the Eye
The year 2020 a blindspot for hindsight