The Last Enchantment
Monday, February 26, 2007
Delft Blue For Eva
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Home Is Where The Head Is.
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight
And I think it's gonna be a long long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight
And I think it's gonna be a long long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
More Ghosts Of The Great Highway
Sorry that I could never love you back
I could never care enough in these last days
Her tears fell on her pages found me out
On her words I dont know what to do or say
Wading through warm canals and pools clear blue
The Tuscarawas flows into the prairie land
Riding back to where the highway met dead end tracks
The ground is now cement and glass and far away
Heal her soul, carry her, my angel, Ohio
I could never care enough in these last days
Her tears fell on her pages found me out
On her words I dont know what to do or say
Wading through warm canals and pools clear blue
The Tuscarawas flows into the prairie land
Riding back to where the highway met dead end tracks
The ground is now cement and glass and far away
Heal her soul, carry her, my angel, Ohio
Friday, February 16, 2007
Welcome To My Chinese Friends
I have no idea who you are but thank-you for calling in.
You are very welcome.
M.
The Days Of Empire (For M Who Asked)
Poor Britannia - drowning in your wavesWith the body of the unknown soldier and the best of the brave
I have known you ever since I was a child
How come you don't salute me - now - when I smile ?
You was always so young and all of that money
How come new mourners pass you by and think it's so funny ?
I'd be there with you but I'm chained unto this stake
For I am loyalty but my mast I cannot forsake
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Valentine's Day : A Little Sunshine
your face is like the sun sinking into the oceanyour face is like watching flowers growing in fast motion
all your kisses i swallowed
brightened mornings and hollows
my vines and tree knots will come unwound
baby you are my sunshine
my sunshine
please don’t take my sunshine away
the grounded fireflies are little stars that are dying
returning to the earth i can hear them crying
like christmas bulbs that i swallowed
slept in a tree that’s gone hollow
and never a brittle wintertime
baby you are my sunshine
my sunshine
please don’t take my sunshine away
Valentine's Day : A Breath Of Fresh Air
As I drove into the sun
Didn't dare look where I had begun
Lost among echoes of things not there
Watching the sound forming shapes in the air
From the white star
Came the bright scar
Our amobea
My little liebe schon
Didn't dare look where I had begun
Lost among echoes of things not there
Watching the sound forming shapes in the air
From the white star
Came the bright scar
Our amobea
My little liebe schon
Sunday, February 11, 2007
A Man's Reach Should Exceed His Grasp...............
You never give me your money
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my number
I only give you my situation
And in the middle of investigation
I break down
Out of college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the money's gone, nowhere to go
Any jobber got the sack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
Oh, that magic feeling
Nowhere to go
One sweet dream
Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
Soon we'll be away from here
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
One sweet dream came true today
Came true today
Came true today (yes it did)
You only give me your funny paper
And in the middle of negotiations
You break down
I never give you my number
I only give you my situation
And in the middle of investigation
I break down
Out of college, money spent
See no future, pay no rent
All the money's gone, nowhere to go
Any jobber got the sack
Monday morning, turning back
Yellow lorry slow, nowhere to go
But oh, that magic feeling, nowhere to go
Oh, that magic feeling
Nowhere to go
One sweet dream
Pick up the bags and get in the limousine
Soon we'll be away from here
Step on the gas and wipe that tear away
One sweet dream came true today
Came true today
Came true today (yes it did)
Saturday, February 10, 2007
More Thoughts On America
Billy, hes down by the railroad tracks, sittin low in the back seat of his Cadillac,
Diamond Jackie, shes so intact, she falls so softly beneath him,
Jackies heels are stacked, Billys got cleats on his boots,
Together theyre gonna boogaloo down Broadway and come back home with the loot,
Its midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute, its a mad dogs promenade,
So walk tall, or baby dont walk at all.
Diamond Jackie, shes so intact, she falls so softly beneath him,
Jackies heels are stacked, Billys got cleats on his boots,
Together theyre gonna boogaloo down Broadway and come back home with the loot,
Its midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute, its a mad dogs promenade,
So walk tall, or baby dont walk at all.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Going Dutch.
Trader
Trader sailed a jeweled crown
Humanity rowed the way
Exploring to command more land
Scheming how to rule the waves.
Trader spied a virgin plain
And named it for velvet robes
Wrote home declaring,
Theres a place
Where totally folks are free
(happily completely)
Nourishment fills the prairies and the hillsides
And animals stalk the mountains and the seaside
And fish abound the lakes and birds the skies
Signed sincerely.
Trader found the jeweled land
Was occupied before he came
By humans of a second look
Who couldnt even write their names shame
Trader said theyre not as good
As folks who wear velvet robes
Wrote home again and asked, please help
Their breasts I see; theyre not like me
Banish them from our prairies and our hillsides
Clear them from our mountains and our seaside
I want them off our lakes so please reply
Signed sincerely.
Trader he got the crown okay
Cleared humanity from his way
He civilized all he saw
Making changes every single day say
Shops sprang over the prairies and the hillsides
Then roads cut through the mountains to the seaside
The other kind fled to hide, by and by,
And so sincerely
Cried.
Making it softly
Like the evening sea, trying to be
Making it go
Creating it gently
Like a morning breeze, a life of ease
Eyes that see
Beyond tomorrow, through to the time without hours
Passing the eden of flowers
Reason to live.
Embracing together
Like the merging streams, crying dreams
Making it full
Begging intently
For a slight reprieve, a night of ease
Hands to touch
Beyond the sorrow, on to the force without power
Piercing the crust of the tower
Reason to live.
Hoping
Like a budding rose, humbling shows
Making it.
Struggling lonely
Like a desert field, break the seal, make it real
Ears to hear
Beyond the showers, on to the suns of tomorrows
Burning the flesh of all sorrows
Reason to live.
Reason to continue
Reason to go on
Reason to live
Reason to live
Reason to live
Trader sailed a jeweled crown
Humanity rowed the way
Exploring to command more land
Scheming how to rule the waves.
Trader spied a virgin plain
And named it for velvet robes
Wrote home declaring,
Theres a place
Where totally folks are free
(happily completely)
Nourishment fills the prairies and the hillsides
And animals stalk the mountains and the seaside
And fish abound the lakes and birds the skies
Signed sincerely.
Trader found the jeweled land
Was occupied before he came
By humans of a second look
Who couldnt even write their names shame
Trader said theyre not as good
As folks who wear velvet robes
Wrote home again and asked, please help
Their breasts I see; theyre not like me
Banish them from our prairies and our hillsides
Clear them from our mountains and our seaside
I want them off our lakes so please reply
Signed sincerely.
Trader he got the crown okay
Cleared humanity from his way
He civilized all he saw
Making changes every single day say
Shops sprang over the prairies and the hillsides
Then roads cut through the mountains to the seaside
The other kind fled to hide, by and by,
And so sincerely
Cried.
Making it softly
Like the evening sea, trying to be
Making it go
Creating it gently
Like a morning breeze, a life of ease
Eyes that see
Beyond tomorrow, through to the time without hours
Passing the eden of flowers
Reason to live.
Embracing together
Like the merging streams, crying dreams
Making it full
Begging intently
For a slight reprieve, a night of ease
Hands to touch
Beyond the sorrow, on to the force without power
Piercing the crust of the tower
Reason to live.
Hoping
Like a budding rose, humbling shows
Making it.
Struggling lonely
Like a desert field, break the seal, make it real
Ears to hear
Beyond the showers, on to the suns of tomorrows
Burning the flesh of all sorrows
Reason to live.
Reason to continue
Reason to go on
Reason to live
Reason to live
Reason to live
Tagged By Eva Gale : My Revenge Will Be Diabolical.
The rules are: Once you have been tagged you cant be re-tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird random things, facts, or habits about yourself. At the end, you chose 10 people to be tagged and list their names. Dont forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" on their profile and tell them to read your latest blog.
( Incidentally I see that Eva "DEMANDS" that I comply. Please note that a demand normally results in a sharp kick in the nuts however in this case ...........)
1. Although I was born in England I have never had an English girlfriend. (List of other nationalities available upon request).
2. I collect ceramics and glass.
3. I wear expensive shirts.
4. I play the piano extremely badly.
5. I work in Information Technology although my qualifications are in Biology, Psychology, Politics & Economics.
6. I have 3 mobile phones. Nobody has the numbers of all 3.
7. I sleep in the nude.
8. I have no known allergies or phobias.
9. I have never read a Nora Roberts book. I don't know who she is and I don't care.
10. I have seen Jimi Hendrix and Jim Morrison perform live. They both died a year later.
I am tagging :
Shmoop
Tam Lin
Holly
Mailyn
Jazz
Ames
Cindy S
Dylan
Isabel
MM
Nick ( Zeek - please let him know!).
M.
( Incidentally I see that Eva "DEMANDS" that I comply. Please note that a demand normally results in a sharp kick in the nuts however in this case ...........)
1. Although I was born in England I have never had an English girlfriend. (List of other nationalities available upon request).
2. I collect ceramics and glass.
3. I wear expensive shirts.
4. I play the piano extremely badly.
5. I work in Information Technology although my qualifications are in Biology, Psychology, Politics & Economics.
6. I have 3 mobile phones. Nobody has the numbers of all 3.
7. I sleep in the nude.
8. I have no known allergies or phobias.
9. I have never read a Nora Roberts book. I don't know who she is and I don't care.
10. I have seen Jimi Hendrix and Jim Morrison perform live. They both died a year later.
I am tagging :
Shmoop
Tam Lin
Holly
Mailyn
Jazz
Ames
Cindy S
Dylan
Isabel
MM
Nick ( Zeek - please let him know!).
M.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Victoria Park, Cardiff. 6:30 am
When she made her last snow angel
Little did they know
That it’d make a lasting impression
Deeper than the snow
In his soul
The snow angel never faded
Little did they know
That it’d make a lasting impression
Deeper than the snow
In his soul
The snow angel never faded
Mancs get 'rinsed' an Soccer am
I promised I wouldn't post anything else from YouTube but this is everything about Manchester that you ever needed to know.
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Waiting For The Sun.
There are times that walk from you like some passing afternoon
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
And she chose a yard to burn but the ground remembers her
Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
There are things that drift away like our endless, numbered days
Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
And she's chosen to believe in the hymns her mother sings
Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
There are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass
Springtime calls her children 'till she let's them go at last
And she's chosen where to be, though she's lost her wedding ring
Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
There are things we can't recall, blind as night that finds us all
Winter tucks her children in, her fragile china dolls
But my hands remember hers, rolling 'round the shaded ferns
Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
There are names across the sea, only now I do believe
Sometimes, with the windows closed, she'll sit and think of me
But she'll mend his tattered clothes and they'll kiss as if they know
A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Viva La Revolution
Were you shaken, by the thunder
It will pass with the night
Don't you be frightened my child
Rest your head here awhile
I must tell you about your papa
and the price that he paid
For speaking his heart out one day
They came and took him away
Fighting here is all that remains for us now
We've stopped trying to hide our hatred inside
We're crying out loud
baby we once were so proud
Jesus where are you now
Where have you gone desparecido
I hope someone remembers your name
Where have you gone desaparecido
How can they just turn their backs to our shame
Where have you gone desaparecido
I taste your blood in the roots of this land
Where have you gone desaparecido
Mi querido, only yesterday I held your hand
There's a dark road no one speaks of
But we must live with the truth
It runs from the Plaza De Mayo
To the Rio Sumpul
They say someday, when we die, we'll ride
Wild horses in a world without end
But what do we do until then
Standing here and staring straight into the lies
They can steal all we have
But never can they steal the hope from our eyes
Baby our heart must survive
How many times must we die
Where have you gone desaparecido
I see your face in every grain of sand
Where have you gone desaparecido
Mi querido, only yesterday I held your hand
It will pass with the night
Don't you be frightened my child
Rest your head here awhile
I must tell you about your papa
and the price that he paid
For speaking his heart out one day
They came and took him away
Fighting here is all that remains for us now
We've stopped trying to hide our hatred inside
We're crying out loud
baby we once were so proud
Jesus where are you now
Where have you gone desparecido
I hope someone remembers your name
Where have you gone desaparecido
How can they just turn their backs to our shame
Where have you gone desaparecido
I taste your blood in the roots of this land
Where have you gone desaparecido
Mi querido, only yesterday I held your hand
There's a dark road no one speaks of
But we must live with the truth
It runs from the Plaza De Mayo
To the Rio Sumpul
They say someday, when we die, we'll ride
Wild horses in a world without end
But what do we do until then
Standing here and staring straight into the lies
They can steal all we have
But never can they steal the hope from our eyes
Baby our heart must survive
How many times must we die
Where have you gone desaparecido
I see your face in every grain of sand
Where have you gone desaparecido
Mi querido, only yesterday I held your hand
