Exhibit b

 And in the hall of mirrors

The exhibits stand

Look what we can see 

Held in our right hand

A golden gun to shoot me

To shoot you and him

Two hands the silver bullet

Whose gun is going to win?

Somethings are golden 

when you look at them

from afar

Soon diminish in splendour

The more close up they are

You are neither of those

The closer I get to you

The more I want your skin

Every freckle on it

Every curve

And every grin

Exhibit A

 I'd like to draw the court's attention to Exhibit A

It's been drawn out for the jurors as if she's made of clay

I think you'll agree she's made of sea

I'd like to draw the court's attention to the article on the agenda

Let's call it mistaken identity or a case of forgotten gender

Exhibit B, you see, exhibit B

Everything in this courthouse is a kind of evidence

The swooping judge before us he'll hammer his gavel of common sense

I see the gun before me now, this is exhibit C

And everything that's drawn around outside the melodrama

courtroom 

Shepton Show

 

Birds of tomorrow

 Like birds of tomorrow

We fly apart

But together we tether

The wings of the heart

Needing no reason

Than the sky to depart

Like birds of tomorrow we fly apart 

Lady

I woke up and found myself listening to Top of the Pops

1986, Chris De Burgh was singing

Lady in Red

I love you 

But the walls of peace are falling down

I love you, but this is such a very

very small town

I cannot say you're my lady

Because you're somebody

else's instead

I love you,

You've made me crazy

You were my lady in Red

I've never seen you looking so lovely

As you do everyday

I want to turn to you and say

You are amazing

It's hard for me to stand by

And see you with some other guy

It's like a twist in my heart

You've tortured me apart

I was your patsy

In the assassination of your past life

You needed an assassin

Someone to blame your love on

And it either was going to blow you apart

Or it was going to make you more strong

Well you're a woman, that's your love song

It just turned you more into you all along

You're like a folded samurai blade

In the heat is where your strength is made

And what am I but the turner, the swordsmith

The one who loved you but can never carry you with

Him 

On your eternal motorcade

You are amazing

But I can't worship at your feet

As I suffer my defeat

Though I may have to retreat

From your campaign

You've signed the order

Brought the law forward, 

Sealed

The border

And I'm stuck in Mexico city

 on the train

going south

Over the Sierra Nevada

So I've never seen you looking so lovely

As you did that night

But you're like a mountain

Going out of sight

My lady in red

But the bumblebee's flight

Has ended now

Miami Mallet

 Miami Mallet

It's no Ballot

They've taken the tickets for the free Chalet

The heat hits you like an iron hammer

The street greets you, you start to stammer

Miami Mallet, Miami Mallet

I can't hardly stand it

Gotta get me out of this inferno

It's like a towering tornado

Of heavy heat flow

Overpowering pallette

Of scorching reds 

Miami Mallet

Beats on all our heads

Time's flies

 Time opened his flies

And let it go all over the world

Yeah time really let it flow

He must have been holding on for so long

He must have drunk so much of whatever it is he drinks

To make time his excreta and waste product

I can't believe we have to live in this fellows urine

When we find we're just living in a stream

Sit down Father when you piss on the world in your toilet

Said misses Time

You make such a mess of the Carpathian basin

And you splatter time all around the equator

It really takes me a goodly time to clean up

And I've better things to do with my time, Time

Timothy Time flagged, let the rustling leaves of his hair

Fall down

Forgot all about time

Dropped despairingly onto his bed

Mrs Time came in and said

Why so down Time

Why not get up and go out instead

Take some time out

Take the clock for a walk

Take the clock by the hands

And seize the day