Unlike Anything

And old boats don't run back to the sea

Once beached they stay there

Out of reach

Their wooden bones bleaching

Under a seagull sky

Sea salt leaching

From their creaking hulls

And old boats don't run back to the sea

Unlike those summer tides

Unlike those days of sand

Unlike those rock pools emptying

And footprints sinking

Running back into the sea

We were unlike anything before

And old boats don't run back to the sea

Hiding nets and hooks they stay moored

Safe from the high tide

And winter storm

Old rope frayed and worn

Won't help to moor me now

Unlike anything anymore

And I am running back to the sea

Sea salt leaching from my eyes

Footprints sinking

Under seagull skies

Unlike anything anymore

A high tide and a winter storm

Unlike anything before

Old boats don't run back to the sea

You once said that to me

Homage to Eurovision

Don't count on me

Don't count on me

I can't follow your signals they're too confused

Don't count on me

Don't count on me

Why do you have to keep breaking all the rules

Don't count on me

I won't compete in your love games

My boundaries are set to change

There's no denying the spark of love

I'll be your owl and you'll be my dove

Don't count on me

Don't count on me

I can't follow your signals they're too confused

Don't count on me

Don't count on me

Why do you have to keep breaking all the rules

Don't count on me

I've set my compass for the shore

I won't drown just to to be yours

There's no denying the spark of love

I'll be your owl and you'll be my dove

Really?

Oh, give me a break!

Woooaaah!

Don't count on me

Don't count on me

I can't follow your signals they're too confused

Don't count on me

Don't count on me

Why do you have to keep breaking all the rules

Don't count on me

  

In Your Eyes

In your eyes

The night skies

Are calling

By sunrise you'll be mine and I'll be yours

Lost along these golden shores

But tonight

The night skies

Are calling

Profit without Conscience

Your double dip debt areoplanes

Are coming home to land

And all you've got is the blood of money

Dripping from your hands

The Devil's in the detail

And greed's a deadly sin

Profit without conscience

You lose, I win

(work in progress...)

A Trick of the Light

I know it's just

A trick of the light

Falling through the window

Across the empty room

To where you sit

On a plastic chair

Playing that tune

But the dust is dancing

To the sound

Tombé

To the floorboards below

And I know

It's a trick of the light

A quirk of the late hour

And the notes

Falling

Where you sit

Playing that tune

Where it Lies

Pan played a cold tune

When he played for you

In moonlight bathed

And shadows swathed

Your heart is stolen from your sky

Left to languish where it lies

Pan played a cold tune

When he played for you

A game of moves

And quiet clues

To what could be inside your mind

Beyond the reach of measured lines

A sea defence wall

Broken by winter squalls

A morning of fractured light

Dispells your uncertain night

A coat-hanger caught in the door

A pile of clothes on the floor

Startles the same old sames

Into a different frame

In moonlight bathed

And shadows swathed

Your heart is stolen from your sky

Left to languish where it lies

Pan played a cold tune

When he played for you

Pan played a cold tune

When he played for you

For A Long Time Now

It's a been long time letting go

Sometimes it feels it is all we know

And I'm not sure it's adequate to say

But I've been here from the start

Standing next to you all the way

Sweet heart

Reach out now

Sweet heart

Holding out now

Sweet heart

Reach out now

Because I've been here

All the way