Still Day Beneath The Sun

There is a light that hits the gloom around. Shows the footprints round this grave. Dried up roses scattered on the mound. Honoring the one engraved. .

Serenity Painted Death

Returned from a hibernal dream. Voices fell like marble. No longer by my side. Gone all that would linger. . Ripped from my embrace. Melinda reflected in shafts.

Silhouette

Sunset

Coming in at night all the desert highways. Crackle with the static of a thousand little radios. Everyone talking, no-one listening. Well by now I should expect that.

Stupid Questions

It's not a crime to be innocent, these things we have not done. But you're not some little child, spring is past and gone. Well I know my craving heart and I've seen your vicious eyes.

Stupid Qestion

It's not a crime to be innocent, these things we have not done. But you're not some little child, spring is past and gone. Well I know my craving heart and I've seen your vicious eyes.

Stranger

When it comes down, we know we're alone. you could scream and nobody would hear. Today my face in the glass is a stranger's. furrowed with the lines of fear.

Spirit Of The Falklands

The natives are restless tonight, sir. Cooped up on estates with no hope in sight. They need some kind of distraction. We can give them that. 'Cause they'd kill if they only had something to kill for.

Still Here

Hey there Matthew Hopkins, are you listening to us - we're still here. Boodstone, Tiger's Eye, whet the hell - we're still here. The dreaming Earth's moving in your sleep - it's all real.

Space

You walk the thinnest of the ice, so easy to hurt. We drove through the dark in the pouring rain and barely said a word. So dress your wounds as best you can and close your tired eyes.

Southwest

If I could save you, I surely would;. I'd take the world with you, the way we should.. I'd drown your violence in a sea of blood;. I'd drown the pain for you in the breaking waves,.

Sooner Or Later

Inside. All the secrets are held inside. Where the hot black river runs. When I gaze upon you face. . And love. And the hand in the burning flame. A debt of the blood to pay.

Song To The Men Of England

Men of England, wherefore plough. For the Lords who lay you low?. Wherefore weave with toil and care. The rich robes your tyrants wear?. . Wherefore feed and clothe and save.

Someone Like Jesus

I met someone like Jesus. In the spring of '98. He was so full of love. And I was so full of hate. . So I nailed him on a cross. Where he belonged. Told myself it's what.

Smalltown England

Turn left at the lights about 50 yards down. There's a pub in the corner and I'll meet you inside. About quarter to eight and we'll go into town. And find out what everybody's been saying about us.

Snelsmore Wood

I woke still half-dreaming I was falling out of the trees. and tumbling down into the sky. It's cold, so cold sometime before dawn. searching for a light and reaching round for my clothes.

Shot 18

Thou shalt not kill - remember that?. You learnt it again and again when you were young. They said weapons have this safety catch. Your moral conscience tells you kid what's right, what's wrong.

Sex (the Black Angel)

Look at my eyes - you know what it is. I want you, I want you. The way your body moves beneath that dress. And all the nights I've spent away alone in sleeplessness.

See You In Hell

As we touched down on the tarmac, they strode out to greet us. It was under a blue snake-skin sky. With a handshake of welcome, they set their agenda.

Strangers

Even though I've only known her for a couple of beers. In just one more slow dance we'll be leavin' here. Holding each other like we'll never let go. Pretending it's love even though we both know.