Tuesday, May 30, 2006

The Ship Song

The Ship Song

When I was a lass I married a lad
Who sailed the boundles waves
I let him go to sea, to sea
And so to a watery grave

He bid me farewell with tears in his eyes
As he boarded his ship from the shore
He sailed away to sea, to sea
And I never saw him no more

His ship it sailed for a year and a day
Until at last they came to shore
The captain said 'your husband's drowned
miles from any shore'

I wept and screamed for my lost lad
Drowned beneath the sea
I roared to the boundless waves
'Return my love to me!'

I dove within the salty brine
My one true love to see
And now we sleep forever more
Beneath the raging sea

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Not Stayin' Alive

Not Stayin' Alive
(by Grim And The Reapers)

Well, you can tell by the way I use my scythe,
I'm the Grim Reaper: I'm endin' life.
Ever since your flesh was warm, I've been waiting here
Since you were born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
the end of life's effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
you're not stayin' alive, not stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
and we're not stayin' alive, not stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, not stayin' alive, not stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, not stayin' alive.

Well now, you get low and I get high,
C'mon let's go it's time to fly.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
I'm the Angel of Death, and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right. It's OK.
You won't live to see another day.
We can try to understand
the end of life's effect on man.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Smoke

Smoke

I held your hand
Your dark eyes laughing
Your heart beating like a funeral drum
As your eyes go up in smoke

The fires creeping from the corners of your eyes
Corrupting you
Hold on to me
And forget the fires
You don't need them

Don't try to fool me
I can taste the smoke in your heart
Hold my hand and forget
Let me take you away from this place
Of smoke and fire and brimstone
Forget about the smoke

You're young
And so am I
We shouldn't be here at all
But we are
Forget the smoke
You don't need it
Like I need you

Forget the smoke
Let it drift away
Please
Trust me

Monday, May 08, 2006

As The Stream Went By

As The Stream Went By

We walked down to the river
My true love and I
And we stood there by the water
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

I said to that fair maiden
My love now you must die
I pushed her in the water
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

She begged me not to do it
But with many a tear from my eye
I threw her in the river
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

I cast her to the river
And heard her mournful cry
I drowned her in that river
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

I stood there for a moment
Awiping my tearful eye
For I had killed my one true love
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

We came back to the river
My new love and I
I thought to do the same to her
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

I said to her 'you pretty girl
With a wand'ring eye
Now I mean to drown you
As the stream goes by
O, as the stream goes by'

She let out a scream
And she wasn't gonna die
She threw me in the river
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

I grabbed for the banks
Within the river high
But I couldn't reach them
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

I sank to the bottom
Where fishes ate my eyes
And I heard my first love laughing
As the stream went by
O, as the stream went by

The Phantom

The Phantom

There's an old mirror
In the tired, crumbled hallway
I looked into it once
And saw a thousand faces
Not one of them my own

There's an old path
Out beyond the sidewalk
I walked across it once
And saw a thousand footprints
Not one of them my own

There's an old song
That plays out in my head
I sang it once
And heard a thousand voices
Not one of them my own

There's an old voice
That speaks to me sometimes
I tried to answer it
And heard a thousand replies
Not one of them my own

There's an old tree
In my favourite forest
I wrapped my arms around it once
And felt a thousand hands on my flesh
Not one of them my own