Fire dancers

 How can I say I'll miss you

When you were never really there

Just a ghost of someone I was meant to love

But loving fell into disrepair

Like a Hamlet and his father's ghost

I have suffered very much

From the slings and arrows hurled at my post

But you I never truly lost

You never were a real father, you had

Some place better to be

And if you see me foam at my mouth 

You'll know I'm mad at you dad

Was I meant to have all the answers

Was meant to make do with what I had

Oh well you would know I was a dancer

Through the good times and the bad

And if you should ask me,

Whatsoever I learnt

I'd say its better to be a fire-dancer

Than to stand still and get burnt

And if you should ask me

Whomsoever have I loved

Well I would say some women

But my heart yearns for heaven above

For there really is no living

Unless looking for the holy grail

And there is no sense in dying

Before you've set out on life's trail

So keep your hope in answers

That fall like manna from heaven

And keep yourself a dancer

As you step on seven to eleven

Yes and keep yourself a winning

And never think that you have lost

When you've loved so many women

Well what's another log to get tossed

Because we all must walk over

Those burning coals in the end

And we must all be fire-dancers

And in the final answer you'll find a friend

Because we pull each other through hardship

And storms upon the waves

And we know nothing but friendship

Is the salve by which we're saved

If I hadn't met you in my tracks

 Well I was on my way

On my way to the bank

I was about to rob the safe

The foreman would have me to thank

For the headache when he awakes

Oh everything was going to plan

Yes it was working like a charm

Oh everything was going smoothly

Until someone triggered the alarm

And I was running nowhere, I was never looking back

But then everything worked out differently

Soon as I met you in my tracks

Yes and I saw you at the station

Yes I saw you at the platform too

And it was like we never had spoken

I didn't know what in the world we coming to

Yes I would have lived quite happily

Without the inviting the family

But then you took me out my hole of black

Yes things would have worked out differently

If I hadn't met you in my tracks

The storm it was raging on the wild sea

And my heart it was wailing out in misery

And I knew nothing but heartache

And the weight of history

And it was looking like my ship would never break

The chains of slavery

But then you touched the scars upon my back

And oh things would've turned out differently

If I had never met you in my tracks

Dreams in your hands

 It is your duty to oppose 

What is going on

Don't be fooled into thinking

That you are wrong

You have to fight for what you want

To stay where you belong

Every minute you are alive

Live the whole day long

I hope you understand

I leave my dreams in your hands

There are witches in the forest

Fixing your demise

But you must do as you have promised

You cannot miss what's infront your eyes

So take what you've been given

And get used to what you've got

Whether it's enough to make a killing

Or even if it's not

It is something in your hand

Which you must take and seize

And never let go

Hold on tight to your dreams

I leave mine in your hands just so

Can't think about tomorrow

Today is hard enough

Got nothing but sorrow

In this squalor of stuff

I threw it all away

So I could walk in your lands

Now I don't know what to say

I leave my dreams in your hands

Fiver

 5 whole years,

5 whole years

Under the mountain of sorrow

Not thinking about today

Staring into tomorrow

% whole numbers dancing along the tight rope of fear

Afraid of falling off the wagon

Into the prairie of tears

And I think of all the ways we used to take each other to court

5 year sentence

Should be all that our excuses bought

Minuteman

Just a minute before you leave

You haven't seen this thing I have up my sleeve

You haven't heard me out, now,

Don't you scream and shout

I'm a minute man without a doubt

Just a minute ma'm I need a reprieve

I need to take a minute out

I need the time to breathe

Don't try and make it out

Like it was only me you can do without

When we both know

Where the vipers breed

Just a minute before you shoot someone

Just a minute before you pick up that gun

It takes just a minute to think twice

And reflect on the consequences of a human sacrifice

We all are minutemen - living on the clock

Don't have no time to talk

Gotta catcha ship, sport, before it leaves the dock

My time is down to sixty seconds

No second hand time to be reckoned

I've only got 60 seconds worth of time

Well whose time are you wasting?

Yours or mine?

I'm a minute man

Gone in a minute ma'am

Ready when you are

Leave it to me

I'm a minuteman, just a minute ma'am

I'll be finished in a jiffy, let me wash off this squiffy

And calm down the dog in the pound

Just a minute ma'am, I'm a minuteman, it takes me time

To find my feet, I have to take aim, fire and hold

It's done in a minute that's the thing

Don't try to rush me man, or push the can

I'm a minuteman but I don't have time to spare

I'm on the second hand, down to sixty seconds and

It takes me longer if I can't find my flare

Let me be frank, I've got to thank

My forefathers for getting me here

But I can't be sanct

Tified if I'm ranked among the four

fastest firers in my band

I'm down to the wire, on the cutting edge

If you think I'm a hirer, then I'll cut your hedge

I'll be gone in a minute, and out on a ledge

Ready with musket a ball and a pledge

To protect those I serve

To stand up for our rights

Against the kingsmen whom the minutemen fight

Sun down on the West

 Sun down in the west

With the children breathing fumes

And choking on the China

Porcelaine news

Sundown on the West

And on all existence

As we wander into an uncertain age

Of Tv crews abuse

Sun down on the West

And the factories spewing toxins

In water streams for us to consume

And they it is all for the best

Sun down in the west

With the birds flying backwards

And the fishing lying on their backs

Breathing their last

Sun Down in the West

Oh see this life's lifelessness

We all struggle for righteousness

But are consumed by greed

Sun down in the West and my figures

Crack, are thrown on the wasteland

Of disease

And the scrap yard of broken dreams

Sundown on the West

Men lie broken shoulder to shoulder

Capitalism is not blest

They find as they get older

Sun down in the West

Communism's beast growls

Somewhere in the East

Hungry for the rest

Sun down in the West 

And it is all fools gold

Chasing after what has sold

And what we never really need

Sun down in the West

The promise of a dream

Crumbling in the scenes

Of Mountains and Mississipi

Rook castle

 Rooks in the Ash tree

The tree is their castle

See them move their pieces

Across the green field of play

Surrounding the Magpie

Picking a fight

Pawn to the Bishop

Queen takes the knight

The Rooks are in their castle keep

Black figures move one way, grim-reap

picking and gleaning

All around white sheep

 

And swans in their thrones

Sitting like pearly kings and queens of the ditches

Who's seen their riches?

Not me,

Probably the crows know

And the Magpies steal them

And the Robins chortle

The wrens pip-pip in high pitched alarm

As farmers with pitch forks walk through the farm

 

Still the Rooks are in their castle

Building it with twigs

Collecting, forming parliaments

Of the Tories and the Whigs

Democracy is played out

Like the theory of chess

But in reality, it conforms less

To the rules than to wildness

Where it's all for one,

But in numbers they are strong

These Rooks, these crooks

In their Ash towers they scheme and plan

Their next move,

How can they capture the Queen? 

How can they move into new territories unseen?

Then all at once they will be on your windowsill