In the crucible of nothing

In the crucible of nothing
Where there's only the night
And boredom leads to bottles
And the lonely broken flight
Where once were choirs of angels
A heart filled with empty cigarettes
In the crucible of nothing
You kid yourself you've no regrets

Magpie Billy winks at me
As I'm sitting under his tree
His words feel like wisdom
But beyond are blue skies

His song is beguiling
Enought to stop me smiling
I'm not one for optisim
But at least I try

Wayfarer

You turn to smile and the look in your eyes
Asks what is it that clouds my happy skies

It’s knowing you’re going to turn and walk away
Guess I’ll catch up with you, some day

finished! Horizontal Tides

I told myself any kind of promise
Is better than no promise at all
But what did I give in return
To be washed up on your unforgiving shores
It took an ocean of salt water
To open my eyes
Only to find
I'm still crying under horizontal tides

A walk over the hilltop and down to the sea
Vertical cliffs where the wind flies free
Above me the buzzards are circling round
But I’m keeping my feet firmly on solid ground

Well I was never one to make waves
But life shapes us by strange degrees
Cutting our dreams to the bone until
We change into windtorn trees
And I shouldn’t need to tell you
But it took a storm full of rain
To open my eyes
Only to find
I'm still crying under horizontal tides

First verse of Horizontal Tides...

I told myself any kind of promise
Is better than no promise at all
But what did I give in return
To be washed up on your unforgiving shores
It took an ocean of salt water
To open my eyes
Only to find
I'm still crying under horizontal tides

(possible chorus)
A walk over the hilltop and down to the sea
Vertical cliffs where the wind flies free
Above me the buzzards are circling round
But I’m keeping my feet firmly on solid ground

Horizontal Tides

Think this is the title for what I'm going to try and write next. Went for a walk in Dorset, along Stonebarrow and along Charmouth beach. There is nothing quite like a walk on a beach to clear your thoughts or a view across an empty sea and the clear, wide sky to give some perspective. It's how to distill all those walks, on all those beaches into a few lines of rhyme that's the tricky bit.

Vertical cliffs, horizontal tides, thoughts racing in the air, sharp as a gull's cry...

Fragile, handle wih care

Life's a chicken fricassee
It's where I come unstuck
No one's out there gunning for me
I'm just another schmuck

I wish that I could make it all much better
And every dream come true
But I can't stop falling
falling through

If love is such a simple game
Let's play heads or tails
If I win, you'll take the lot
If not we'll swim with whales

The human heart's a strange beast
A contract made in blood
Beating to a single tune
We sing called love

I wish that I could make it all much better
And every dream come true
But I can't stop falling
falling through

Sometimes I

Sometimes I find the sky is turning me blue
& sometimes you find time too, time to
Sometimes I remind you too much
& if all the world could be poured into a glass
We could drown our sorrows
Or at least attempt to
The roll of a dice won’t help it pass
But it’s true
Sometimes I find the sky is turning me blue

The horse and the plough
The race and the clouds
I can’t explain it any clearer
You’re no nearer than before
What truth will you recall

Sometimes you find time too, time to, sometimes to
Sometimes I remind you too much
Sometimes you
I’ll see you and raise you
Sometimes I find the sky is turning me blue