Lyrics

Written around the idea that mistakes can become turning points rather than endings, Houston explores regret, memory and emotional recalibration through the recurring refrain, “Messed up in Houston, and I came round again.”

Messed up in Houston

And I came round again

I wasn’t this useless when I

Didn’t know you

Oh the seeds and the grapes

Of other mens’ takes

What would you make of it

Down by the lake and I

Messed up in Houston

And I came round again

I tried and I vented

But the scent of relent

Washed over it all

It wasn’t too late

To be bound by mistakes

And the pain of reversal

Shot to the core of it and I

Messed up in Houston

And I came round again

All over my head

All over my head

All over my head

All over my head and

All over my head and

All over my head and

All over my head

All over my head

Messed up in Houston

And I came round again

I wasn’t this useless

When I didn’t know you

Oh the seeds and the grapes

Of other mens’ takes

What would you make of it

Down by the lake and I

Messed up in Houston

And I came round again

Messed up in Houston

And I came round again

Inspired by questions of identity, perception and what it means to be human, Glass reflects on the fragile barriers we construct between ourselves and others, and the moments when those barriers begin to disappear.

Making castles drawing figments getting old

Making castles drawing figments getting old

It came to us all in the fall

Wasted hours that mean nothing at all

Trumpets of grandeur made us tall

Poppied headstocks and jumped up for the ball

I wasn’t blind I was fearless

Unkind more than careless

Made of unbreakable Glass

Making castles drawing figments getting old

Making castles drawing figments getting old

Lavish unspeakable prose

Make the servants, service the trolls

I am minded and blinded by the souls

Drawing castles in the shoals

She wasn’t blind she was careless

Unkind more than fearless

Made of unbreakable Glass

Making castles drawing figments getting old

Making castles drawing figments getting old

Making castles drawing figments getting old

I wasn’t blind I was careless

Unkind more than fearless

Not the crown but the feeling

Not the challis but the ceiling

Made of unbreakable Glass

Made of unshakeable Glass

Made of such shatterproof Glass

It came to us all in the fall

That man has a passionate eye

Brings him to his knees

That man’s hurt by the fire in his heart

To be all that he can be

But oh and he gives it all the love he has to give

Oh and he takes it much more seriously killing for his gift and

That man has a passionate eye

This child isn’t half as alone

As he perceives himself to be

This child is in permanent pain

From all the lies he has to live

But oh and he takes it so much deeper to his heart

Are the lies enough to give him love through all he has to live

This child has a passionate eye

This girl has a passionate eye

Despising everyone it meets

This girl sees with the eye of the gods

She can create from what we miss

But oh and it takes so much from her humour and her pride

Tearing her from normal life from juvenile and simple minds

From sacrosanct god given rights and so she pays

This girl has a passionate eye

This girl has a passionate eye

When your heart, is aching, and your mind can't see for its constant remaking

And you don't eat, and you can't sleep, and your throat's filling with tears

Cause the damage that's done to repair may take years

And if they say, that they want you, but don't act, in accordance

And you're not sure, where you stand, and why should this, be just once

And you long, to forget it, but can't, help but be cold

When the hand, of your lover, is, begging to hold 

Is begging to hold

Turn to your soul and

Turn to your soul and

Turn to your soul ah won’t you

 Turn to your soul

To your soul – oh oul

#INSTRUMENTAL

There's this twitching, of feeling, there's this thorn, in your side

Hot needles, make you snappy, as you try to, hold on to your pride

And just, as you're leaving, as you're halfway, down the stairs

You couldn't turn back, though you want to, cause you couldn't bear to, be thought of as weak

Oh not you

No not you

And not me, not me

Turn to your soul and

Turn to your soul and

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

To your soul – oh oul

To you soul

#INSTRUMENTAL

Hmm, when your heart is aching, and your mind can't see for its constant remaking

And no you don't eat, and you can't sleep, and your throat's filling with tears

Cause the damage, that's been done to repair, may take years

Years and years, Years and years

Years and years, Years and years

For the rest of your life and if they say that they want you

Hold on now (hold on)

Hold on, hold on now (hold on)

Hold on, hold on ho (hold on)  (Kill the bass and drums)

Hold on now (hold on)

Hold on, hold on ho (hold on)

Hold on, hold on, hold on (hold on) hold on, hold on ho

Hold on, Hold on, Hold on, Hold on

Hold on an, Hold on an, Hold on an, Hold on

Hold on an, Hold on an, Hold on an, listen to me will you now

(Turn to your soul)

Cause you’re down on bended knee

(Turn to your soul)

Come on now, Turn to your soul

You know you must, Turn to your soul

To your soul – oh oul

To your soul

This could be your last chance

Oh hold on now (hold on)

Hold on now (hold on)

Hold on now (hold on)

Hold on now (hold on)

Pleeeease hold on now (hold on)

For the sake of the rest of your life hold on now (hold on)

Hold on NOW

The moment I wake up

With the power behind my eyes

And the energies of this form

Harnessed in a quiet disguise

On days like these

And look how much I’ve changed

The greatest sense of rhythm

And the ability to rearrange

Cause when the slightest praise speaks volumes

And that sun shines just for me

With a beast in my heart

The third part is mine and I turn gold

On Days Like These

Uh uh on days like these

I’ve had enough of hassle

This time is now my own

The passing o’ of old hearts burdens

I’m tell you happiness lives on his own

And I long to share this feeling with you

But the words come out too late

Give me the time the chance is mine

I promise you I will not hesitate

Cause when the slightest praise speaks volumes

And that sun shines just for me

With a beast in my heart

The third part is mine and I turn gold

On Days Like These

Uh uh on days like these

Can you not hear can you speak can you not tell me

What it’s like to live forever

Just for one hour, one second, one moment, one lifetime

When I become this part of heaven

Heaven heaven

The moment I wake up

With the power behind my eyes

And the energies of this form

Harnessed in a quiet disguise

On days like these oh

Look how much I’ve changed

The greatest sense of rhythm

And the ability to rearrange

Cause when the slightest praise speaks volumes

And that sun shines just for me

With a beast in my heart

The third part is mine and I turn gold

On Days Like These

Uh uh on days like these no

Uh uh on days like these

On days like these

She planned her resume

Photocopies of all bank statements and household bills

She never paid them late

That’s his shtick designed to make it hurt

That endless hint

Wait another time

Find another way

Weren’t we doing this for them

There aren’t many of us

But it’s too late

Now it’s too late

I don’t know where you’ve been

I don’t know where you go

But if you try to love again then I will know

That first night you can’t recreate

She’s left you fella

That soul mate

End to end

It’s not right

He drowned in petty chores

That white knight

And I’ll do Facebook you do Twitter

Post what you like there

The kids do neither

I’m glad we agree that

The kids will be fine

That’s not what I said

Melanie Klein

I don’t know where you’ve been

I don’t know where you go

But if you try to love again then I will know

Maybe don’t hurt me

Maybes divert me

If you try to love again then I will know

Try another way

Trials and other ways

Try another way

I don’t know where you’ve been

I don’t know where you go

But if you try to love again then I will know

I don’t know where you’ve been

I don’t know where you go

But if you try to love again then I will know

Maybe don’t hurt me

Maybes divert me

If you try to love again then I will know

Try another way

Try another way

Try another way

Try another way

Try another way

Trials and other ways

Try another way

I don’t know where you’ve been

I don’t know where you go

But if you try to love again then I will know

As I trudge up the stairs

Bear faced cheek puts my foot on the ladder

My pulse quickens as I near the summit

And then the blood collects round my feet

As the corner turned shows one flight more

A confused head strains to find direction

And I’ve said that before

24 years in the making five minutes can cost you so much

And think I’ve heard that said somewhere before

Useless these words

And effortless these thoughts

What end this intent?

Leading to what?

What price must I pay?

What cost for what gain?

What use is the pain?

Oh useless this pain

And it’s piled up high and it’s getting higher

And each pile climbed just leads to a bigger pile of it

I look back down and I can’t see the ground

I look on up and each peak seems further than the last

And each peak just leads to one more steeper, sharper climb

And there’s no way back

No no no way back

Useless these words

And effortless these thoughts

What end this intent?

Leading to what?

What price must I pay?

What cost for what gain?

What use is the pain?

Oh useless this pain

(Useless effortless what end this intent)

What’s it supposed to mean

(Useless effortless what end this intent)

And what’s it supposed to mean

(Useless effortless what end this intent)

The choices I’ve made

The games that I’ve played

This foolish charade

The night and the day

This mind’s put down brigade

And what can I say

When useless these words

And effortless these thoughts

Oh useless these words

And effortless these thoughts

What end this intent?

Leading to what?

What price must I pay?

What cost for what gain?

What use is the pain?

Oh useless this pain

In a world of shame and hate

What the price of human fate

When sucking from is just reward

The parasite’s abundant horde

Crouching in on toiling skin

For the crop that lies within

Buried by the watchful eye and

Hunted for the ability to cry oh and

I will not be certified

For drinking from a fertile mind

I will not take hate to board

For the repercussions of ignorant hordes

And if I don’t understand

What falls to these hands

That is not a reason for

Loving less and giving more

Taking in the scent of freedom

Free from mounting hope and treason

Free from eyes that look to judge

Free for bare just to be judged

Free from all the sense of freedom

Free from giving logical reason

Free to be what dreams to choose

Escaping always guilty’s ruse

I will not be certified

For drinking from a fertile mind and

I will not take hate to board

For the repercussions of ignorant hordes

And if I don’t understand

What falls to these hands

That is not a reason for

Loving less and giving more

Oh and I may not understand

What falls to these hands

And I may not just be damned

For courting hearts

And may I always think time

And may I always see rhyme

And I may just hope to be

Oh the essence of me no no

I will not be crucified

For living hope and giving pride

And I will not look for reward

That cannot be the justice for it

I will not take hurt inside

Fear of pain will not make me blind

I will not yearn for years before

And I will not let me covet more

And I will not think genocide

A fitting end to certain prides

And that is not a reason for

Oh loving less and giving more

I am not what I take

No I’m not what I take

No I’m not what I take

No I’m not what I take

No I’m not what I take

No I’m not what I take

No I’m not what I take

No I’m not what I take

She takes my money

And drinks my wine

I think it’s funny

Most of the time

Flotsam whirring around on the alphabet

Vignettes of conversations never had

Rootless and angry and pointlessly hot

It just pounds on the walls of its cage

It just pounds on the walls of its rage

Home of the brave and into the breach                  

The courage to love and the hate of the speech

The warmth of your heart and the pain and the teach

Lift up your eyes while you struggle to reach and

It has to be love tough hurts to let go

The blue of your eyes and the shame of the know

I am in it too deep and I can’t let you go

I can’t let you go

Makes no sense to be sunny

But there she is

Sipping Mai Tais with honey

Confused this boy is

Our children are smashing up downtown

Spouting logic and facts without sense

Rootless sensationless moody and cute

They just pound on the walls of their age

They just pound on the walls of their age

Home of the brave and into the breach                  

The courage to love and the hate of the speech

The warmth of your heart and the pain and the teach

Lift up your eyes while you struggle to reach

And it has to be love though it hurts to let go

The blue of your eyes and shame of the know

I’m in it too deep and I can’t let you go

I can’t let you go

Flotsam whirring about around the alphabet

Vignettes of conversations never had

Rootless sensationless moody and cute

It just pounds on the walls of its cage

It just pounds on the doors of its rage 

They just pound on the walls of their age

Home of the brave and into the breach         

The courage to love and the hate of the speech

The warmth of your heart and the pain and the teach

Lift up your eyes while you struggle to reach

It has to be love though it hurts to let go

The blue of your eyes and shame of the know

I am in it too deep and I can’t let you go

I can’t let you go

I can’t let you go

I can’t let you know

Went to bed 12.30

I was taken by surprise

Danny took my thoughts

And spread them out before my eyes

I wasn’t thinking about Suzy

Not dreaming about Jane

What with seeing and believing

Danny says it’s all the same

If I scream in my sleep

Would you hear

Danny Boy

In case of alter ego

And the trouble this can bring

The remedy is treason

And the wages always sin

If Danny takes you by the hand

And leads to firmly into light

Beware of false impressions

For Danny’s always right

If I scream in my sleep

Would you hear

Danny Boy

Hidden in the depths of this

A sane and healing mind

Danny lurks for comfort

A home he’d chance to find

He’s never interested simply

In the politics of greed

Danny’s motivation

Goes beyond the human need

If I scream in my sleep

Would you hear

Chance to dream in my sleep

Would you hear

Danny Boy

Released in December 2020 as the first Frank Joshua record on Numen Records, Panic in the Kitchen explores the search for calm amid emotional turbulence, discovering a quiet middle ground between life's extremes.

I'm seeing a place in the middle that I've not seen before

It's a place I can sit quietly with you

There's a chink in my amour

A tear in the flaw

A room with a simple still quiet view

There's a Panic in the Kitchen

There's a Panic in the Kitchen

Reaching high enough to tear the muscles in my back

Or staring through the crack under the door

Lurching between

The sobbing and the preen

Black to red, black to white, black to red, black to white…

There's a Panic in the Kitchen

There's a Panic in the Kitchen

There's a panic in the

Black to red, black to white, black to red, black to white…

I'm seeing a place in the middle that I've not seen before

It's a place I can sit quietly with you

As the fat and debris from another high cholesterol meal

Slips slowly round my brain

And the grey sky at my window makes colours in my mind through the lashing

Of the rain

The factories of the world belch our genocide

But I shut my eyes

For I am mad about you

The bills through my door start another endless day

As I shut off into daydream

I'm caught in the cross fire of want and desire

And shopping it would seem

There's a killer disease care of the CIA

And I say what a surprise

Still I am mad about you

I’m still mad about you

There's a storm in my mind when I look to the west

There's a suffering heart here that beats in my chest

Holding my down as I lay me to rest in my dreams

As the cold winds of winter cut into my skin

And I haven't the strength to start over again

I'm tattered and torn my face starts to age

But somewhere within me begins the refrain

The suffering millions will just have to wait

Oh the homeless and helpless I never could take

Couldn't I just forget everything else for a while

For I am mad about

I’m still mad about you

Heard of this man full of anger and fear

With his head held so high

He never knew what he held in his hand

Heard he was strong

Heard he could do no wrong

He just goes on and on

And when he sang

For that moment he was whole

When he played

He laid them at his feet

But he missed the point

Not for his love

Not for his friends

Not for the life he defends

Not for his faith

His persuasions

His hates

And passion

Only by invitation

So why should he fight

This winnerless fight

When he already owns

What he needs most of all

Heard of this man full of anger and fear

With his head held so high

He never knew what he held in his hands

Heard he was strong

Heard he could do no wrong

He just goes on and on

Just goes on and on

He just goes on and on

Just goes on and on

On and on

Just goes on and on

On and on

On and on

On and on

On and on

I take emptiness in, take all that's left

I take hold of my heart, study it's parts

Alone in the dark, only sheltered in part

And I came by your window tonight

And I can't stop the pouring of the Rain

I leave love in your path, as the gut feelings start

I take leave of this sense, while I gather my heart

Alone in the dark, only sheltered in part

And I came by your window tonight

And I can't stop the pouring of the Rain

And I came by your window tonight and I can't

Stop the Rain

Stop the Rain

I long to deceive my innocent eye

My conscience is lost, and I don't know why

I lost and trailed you through all of the night

I loved and need you with all of my might

And I came by your window tonight

And I can't stop the pouring of the Rain

And I came by your window tonight

And I can't stop the pouring of the Rain

And I came by your window tonight, and I can't

Stop the Rain

Stop the Rain

Stop the Rain

Sense Life, See what’s really out there…

Someone once asked me, do you want to feel?

Do you want to Sense Life?

See what's really out there?

Then love hit me, hit me where it hurt

How can something hurt so bad and feel so good?

Poison bring you back to life?

How can the blind have sight?

How can the weak be strong?

And how can this make me carry on?

Won't someone hear me, scream at me?

Is this what love is?

I'm not a man, I thought, to be messed with

I thought I wasn't dumb

Whatever it is I can take it

Just hit me where it hurts, and you'll see

Then love hit me, hit me where it hurt

How can something hurt so bad and feel so good?

Poison bring you back to life?

How can the blind have sight?

How can the weak be strong?

And how can this make me carry on?

Won't someone hear me, scream at me?

Is this what love is?

To see clear through the mists of time,

Won’t someone scream at me?

I can't feel it anymore

No, I'm not a stranger to this

Yes, I have been here before

But I can't see beyond these eyes

No, I can't overt my gaze

No amount of crying in the night

Screaming, screaming to be heard

How can the wise be weak?

When the rich are so strong?

And how can this make me carry on?

When I try

Try to taste what I can't taste

Feel what I can't feel

And hear what can't be heard

Banish these feeling from my heart

Oh make this start a fresh one

Won't someone hear me

Scream at me

Is this what love is?

Sense Life, See what’s really out there…

Written around the idea that memories can be unexpectedly triggered by smells, sounds and fleeting encounters, Cry Blue explores how the heart remembers what the mind believes it has forgotten.

And this beast that comes to life with a word

How was I to know it would dance without control

How was I to know, what only hearts come to know

Only Hearts Cry Blue

The triggers fire to certain smell

The catalyst the name always taken in vain

There's a stain that remains to always remind

Only Hearts Cry Blue

Can you hear it going, Wow…

They Cry Blue

Cry Blue for you

And if this romantic incline is a word

Could this be the gift to remind me of you

It's a face in a word, I thought I had heard

But it wasn't you

And if hearts Cry Blue

Would it be true to say

Would it be true to say, I missed you

Because this heart Cried Blue

Can you hear it going, Wow…

They Cry Blue

Cry Blue for you

If I promised to myself that I truly wouldn't care

If I knew that I was lying but really didn't dare

Allow this mind to daydream

Or think of things

Or look at things

Or talk of things

Or smell the things

That just might make it clear

If buried my intention, shackled my invention

Forgot to let hope, be a guide (be my guide and If I)

Banished from my heart,

If I refused to let it start, wanting you

Wanting you, wanting you, wanting you

Would you be there? Would you be there?

If I straightened this confusion, Stopped the false illusions

Sacrificed my hurting, for my pride (be my pride and If I)

Shut out warm reminders

And If I put all that behind us and not need you

Not need you, not need you, not need you

Would you be there? Would you be there?

Would you be there? Would you be there?

If I promised to myself that I truly wouldn't care

Five Minutes, can cost you a lot, maybe it all

It could almost be looked at as innocent

It could almost be seen, as harmless and clean

And the reasons could almost be understood, so no

Five Minutes, isn't a lot

Five Minutes, can cost you a lot

It's a breath of your life, it's a trick of the clock

It's the difference it makes to two lives, maybe three

Can make the snap of two fingers, last an eternity

Five Minutes, Five seconds, Five hours, Five days

Turns the simple and clear, into a wandering maze, so no

Five Minutes, isn't a lot

Five Minutes, isn't a lot

It's a second that got, out of hand

A rouge in the order, a minute to waste, an incredibly boring old game

Seen a thousand times since, and a million before

But it's different each time than the game was before, so no

Five Minutes, isn't a lot Five Minutes, can cost you a lot

Five Minutes, Five seconds, Five hours, Five days

Turns the simple and clear, into a wandering maze, so no

Five Minutes, isn't a lot

Five Minutes, isn't a lot

Five Minutes, Five seconds, Five hours, Five days

Turns the simple and clear, into a wandering maze, no no

Five Minutes, isn't a lot

Though I've said it before you'll know

Five Minutes, can cost you a lot

I did not believe myself today

I have never been so high as when my instinct ran away

Never more will conscience worry me

And my innocence is traded, for the ghost that shadowed me

Joy of innocence that's lost.

Today Love went away

That promised to stay

Something's gone but magic's in my eyes

To my surprise

Hidden and wise

Something in my heart has been set Free.

I was but a fool to carry doubt

Lost the weight of love that could not carry out

All that I grown to curry and respect

All that tied my mind, from what I could not find

When the hurting went away

Today Love went away

That promised to stay

Something's gone but magic's in my eyes

To my surprise

Hidden and wise

Something in my heart has been set, Free.

Finally pain has worked out

With it went the doubt, oh

Suddenly I've been set Free, oh wow oh wow

Silly me

Now I'm

Free

Now I'm

Free

Today

Love went away

That promised to stay

Something's gone but magic's in my eyes

To my surprise

Hidden and wise

Something in my heart has been set Free

Free

A meditation on mature love and enduring commitment, Hope, Truth & Iodine suggests that the strongest relationships are built not from bricks and mortar, but from honesty, resilience, healing and hope.

Without the use of bricks & mortar

And without the use of steel

But with Hope and Truth and Iodine

I build this love for you

Take my hand, we will see, what becomes of you and me

Catch my arm take a look at all you've left

There is truth by the sea, and a place for us to be

Making shadows leaves no need to be bereft

There's a feeling I get when I look upon this mess

And my spirit starts crying to be free

For the liar and the thief, the abusive and cheat

Make a mockery of freedom come and see

For without the use of mortar

And without the use of steel

But with Hope and Truth and Iodine

I build this love for you

Turn your lonely eyes to winter

Leave the icing on the floor

Take a letter to the postman, you're not

Coming back here again at all

I have been far away but I'm back again to stay

For sometimes it is better not to speak

Make a mark I can keep, I will watch you while you sleep

Making marks is a pastime to be missed

If I am gone when you wake

No offence must you take

Things are seldom exactly what they seem

In the first light of day, then we shall away

And I will show you all the magic you can dream

For without the use of mortar

And without the use of steel

But with Hope and Truth and Iodine

I build this love for you a

Turn your lonely eyes to winter

Leave the icing on the floor

Take a letter to the postman, you're not

Coming back here again at all

Without the use of bricks & mortar

And without the use of steel

But with Hope and Truth and Iodine

I built this love for you

I'm a normal man, this is my release

I'm in charge of my own life, I consider myself free

I am bound up, I am binded, by the shackles of deceit

I would not harm you but for reason, this is my release

For in the Greed and the Hunger, of a normal human mind

Lies a body, of an angel, she is bound she is blind

If you sneak up very quietly, on the part of us that's men

You might hear her softly weeping, as the feeling crush begins

Oh let the feeling begin

In the shade of a cold daylight under the glare of a truth-seeking sun

Is a boy he left to become a man, make joy to suffer wherever he can

If you can't understand him, be grateful not to know

For this is truth as it's always been, when a boy becomes a man

In the Greed and the Hunger, of a normal human mind

Lies a body, of an angel, she is bound she is blind

If you sneak up very quietly, on the part of us that's men

You might hear her softly weeping, as the feeling crush begins

Oh let the feeling begin…

For without the mincer, to dispel this mortal soul

And without the guardian angel, to protect him from the shoal

A man would be an island, a traitor to his race

And upon closer inspection, be no different from his mate

Oh let the feeling begin…

In the Greed and the Hunger of a normal human mind

Lies a body of an angel, bound, blind and

If you sneak up very quietly on the part of us that's men

You might hear her softly weeping as the feeling crush begins

Oh no, no, no, oh let it begin…

Set in the suspended moments before dawn at a deserted railway station, Loneliest Place in the World explores fleeting human connection, memory and the strange beauty of encounters that seem to exist somewhere between reality and dream.

It’s sparkling the wet on the track and all I can hear is the sound of rushing water

This could be the loneliest place in the world

It’s nearly the morning, though the night it seems endless

The sound of the birds contrasts with the smell of the night

Just one other lonely figure aware of my presence

This could be the loneliest place in the world

I can dream around music and distort the whole universe

I can muscle up people that never existed,

don’t let me remember the harshness of daylight

This could be the loneliest place in the world

This could be the loneliest place in the world

The loneliest place in the world, in the world

A crack and the bell starts a ringing, the ferry man springs to life

The twang of the lines beats with the time of my dreams

So the night knight comes to life

And I can escape the trippings of my mind

And I’m saved once more, though it’s not nearly right

The pace of the loner is whipped into action

This could be the loneliest place in the world

This could be the loneliest place in the world

The loneliest place in the world, in the world

You make a simple song a dance

Make a tortured second last

Make a mountain from the ashes of a moment that had past

Let us make a smile sarcastic

Make sure it isn’t missed

Make a bitter sting laborious refined from the sweetness of a kiss

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

And What Price that Smile

And I search for the words

We could find the sense of missed timing

Blow it out of proportion

Find the subtle art of

Messing around, mixing with and mincing up our words

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

And What Price that Smile

And I search for the words

What exactly is the point

What exactly is the point

Have you any idea?

What exactly is the point

Is the point

Here’s the point

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

Tell me of your reward

Oh Lord

And What Price that Smile

It don’t take much

A little’s best

Drop a hint

And their mind will do the rest

Better yet

The vaguest note

A night away

There’s 50 points for a direct quote, and

Convince yourself

You might be leaving

Let them know

You can’t be hurt

But once you’ve started

The ball rolling

Don’t dare go back on your word, Oh no

One word

One hint

A white lie

Just to play the game of Torture

Him for you

Her for me

So we stir the mess of Torture

Stir the mess of Torture

We stir the mess of Torture

Stir the mess of Torture

I started this

So I’m to blame

I tried to win a race that wasn’t running, and

You think you’re being

Truthful but

Those honest eyes only called for retaliation

And you must ask

Or take the fate

Was it really all for your own protection

All for your own protection

One word

One hint

A white lie

Just to play the game of Torture

Him for you

Her for me

So we stir the mess of Torture

Stir the mess of Torture

We stir the mess of Torture

Stir the mess of Torture

And though you really hurt yourself

And though you really hurt yourself

And though you really hurt yourself

And though you really hurt yourself

One word

One hint

A white lie

Just to play the game of Torture

Him for you

Her for me

So we stir the mess of Torture

Stir the mess of Torture

We stir the mess of Torture

We stir the mess of Torture

Play the game of Torture

Stir the mess of Torture

So, if I asked and really really meant it

Not that I wouldn’t but not that I do

And if I said it like I wasn’t joking

Jokes apart

What would you do?

Just suppose you do the asking

Just for a laugh but not just for fun

And if you said it like you really meant it

What would I do?

Not that I’m jumping the gun

We could talk about the weather

Pretend we hadn’t heard

Talk about the nicest things

The nicest things

That might not get us hurt

Like

Kipping on a mountain top and

Skipping down the Bluebell Wood

I saw you

Flowers in your hair

Laid open to a clear blue sky and

Holding close as clouds go by

I wonder

Is Bluebell Wood

Really there?

Guess we got most of what we asked for

Guess we got more than most

More than enough might be too greedy

So maybe not to ask is best

Talk about the weather

Pretend we hadn’t heard

Talk about the nicest things

The nicest things

That might not get us hurt

Like

Kipping on a mountain top and

Skipping down the Bluebell Wood

I saw you

Flowers in your hair

Laid open to a clear blue sky and

Holding close as clouds go by

I wonder

Is Bluebell Wood

Really there?

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We could talk about the weather

Pretend we hadn’t heard

Talk about the nicest things

The nicest things

The nicest things

That might not get us hurt

Like

Kissing on a mountain top and

Skipping down the Bluebell Wood

I saw you

Flowers in your hair

Laid open to a clear blue sky and

Holding close as clouds go by

I wonder

Bluebell Wood

Kissing on a mountain top and

Skipping down the Bluebell Wood

I saw you

Flowers in your hair

Laid open to a clear blue sky and

Holding close as clouds go by

I wonder

Is Bluebell Wood

Really there?

Is Bluebell Wood

Really there?

Is Bluebell Wood

Really there?

Far too short lived before it had begun

It was a crazy affair not of time not of space

And oh oh

Oh made my senses race

Whipped into action the dormant warmth

Of pleasure

I’d forgotten how to enjoy

And I said be a

Millionaire

Any time

Any place

Where’s my fags [cigarettes]

Shut your face

I am always dependent on you

And listen to me talking like it’s over already

When I’m not even sure what’s been started

But it’s just

Oh so easy

When you’re used to something that isn’t

And why the hell shouldn’t we

Makes me think I’m a

Millionaire

I’m a Millionaire

Any time

Any place

I must go

What’s the race

I am always dependent on you

On you

He disapproves and

She disapproves and

Everybody tries to tell me I’m wrong

And they

Say I’m supposed to feel guilty

Well I don’t

And I can’t

And nothing you say can make me

Cause today just once

This one single day I’m a Millionaire

Washing his hands

Any time

Any place

What’s the look on your face

I was laughing at you

Well that’s no disgrace

And it seems we fight

But who cares if we’re right

So we‘ll take what it takes

And stay up half the night

And they say that we’re wrong

But we knew all along

And it’s easy to be strong

When I’m always

Dependent on you

When I’m always

Dependent on you

This is my independence

Suffering independence

My independent

I’m always

Dependant on you

On you

Any time any place

I am always

Dependant on you

In the vicinity of strangers

I have never been I ease

Courtesy and company were never friends to me

Not captivated by their presence

Nor flattered by their charms

Fantasy not truth you see displayed within their arms

You Are All I Need

Breathe life into me

You Are All I Need

Breathe life into me

I’m quite prepared to understand

I am a victim of myself

Entertaining fortune’s just like entertaining wealth

Compromises don’t come naturally

To commissars of guilt

If credence is a virtue

Then all virtues surely wilt

You Are All I Need

You Are All I Need

Breathe life into me

You Are All I Need

Breathe life into me

You Are All I Need

You Are All I Need

Caught in my distinction is the greatest twist of need

If separation makes its mark

The greater be the greed

To circumvent and reinvent the jealousy at seed

Shows greater the illusion

But You Are All I Need

Breathe life into me

You Are All I Need

Breathe life into me

You Are All I Need

Breathe life into me

You Are All I Need

Breathe life into me

You Are All I Need

You Are All I Need

You Are All I Need

Interested only in a solitary life

Feeding off the wanton dreams

Of loving hearts and lonely lives and

You give to me

Everything I need

When all I wanted

Was starry eyes and movie love

Oh but you tried to go too far

In your Patent Leather Car

The worst things that you said

Are now dancing in my head

And I’m left

Crying on the pavement

I never could have got this far without you there

But you’re not there

Crying on the pavement

I never could have got this far without you there

Though these child-like eyes

I see another child

A child of all the daydreams

In the stories of the wild

In all I’m taken in

You fire my imagination

But never did I recognise

The warning signs displayed

Oh you tried to go too far

In your Patent Leather Car

The worst things that you said

Are now dancing in my head

And I’m left

Crying on the pavement

Never could have got this far without you there

But you’re not there, no no

Crying on the pavement

Never could have got this far without you there

You tried to go too far

In your Patent Leather Car

The worst things that you said

Dancing in my head

Oh you tried to go too far

In your Patent Leather Car

The worst things that you said

Are now dancing in my head

And I’m left

Crying on the pavement

Never could have got this far without you there

But you’re not there, no no

Crying on the pavement

I never could have got this far without you there

I was happy in the turmoil of my everyday world

I was skirting around the things I couldn’t change

I wanted more than I had got I wanted something new

Looking back it all seems very strange

I wouldn’t write a postcard just for no reason at all

I couldn’t think of something else to do.

And I if I wasn’t working late of watching my TV

I wouldn’t know to call

Wonderful You

Oh then bang into my life came a whirlwind of light

Smash came down the well secluded child

You picked me up

Shook me out

Dressed me up

Put me down

Turned me into something really wild

Oh love so sweet

Knocked me off my feet

Every corny word seemed really new

I wasn’t sure I ever breathed

I never knew I moved

How had it been before

Wonderful You

It’s very cold now

So very cold now

Oh couldn’t you wait

Couldn’t you have stayed a while

The only thing you left me with is blue

And so it seems

I never changed

I’m still the child I’d always been

Been before

Wonderful You

Seeking to Hide

From The Inside (Seeking to Hide)

Seeking to Hide

From The Inside (Seeking to Hide)

I’m only as confident as I can fool myself to be

And I am

Only as warm as my inhibitions let me

I’m only as wise as the coincidences I’ve read

But look at me laughing

Look at me laugh

Look at me laugh laugh laugh

While my fear is deeply hid

And I am

Seeking to Hide

From The In

Seeking to Hide

From The In

Seeking to Hide

From The In

From The Inside

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I’m just about tall enough to see over shorter shorter heads

And I am

Just about small enough to duck green eyed attacks

I’m just about thin enough not to be skinny at all

But you should hear me talking

You should hear me talk

Oh wax lyrical

Under the influence of gin

And I am

Seeking to Hide

From The In

Seeking to Hide

From The In

Seeking to Hide

From The In

From The Inside

I’m only best preaching from what I’ve just read

And I am

Best to heard by those not very well read

And turn from the light lest your eyes should burned

Lest you might read from whence came this sermon

And I am

Seeking to Hide

From The In

Seeking to Hide

From The In

Seeking to Hide

From The In

From The Inside

Seeking to Hide

From The Inside (Seeking to Hide)

Seeking to Hide

From The Inside (Seeking to Hide)

Seeking to Hide

From The Inside (Seeking to Hide)

Seeking to Hide

From The Inside (Seeking to Hide)

I’m a lonely Winter Cowboy

Please take care of me

A lonely Winter Cowboy

Shelter this heart for me

When I came to West Ham

Heavily laden with fear

They turned on me for seeming

Likely to cause despair

I’m a lonely Winter Cowboy

Please take care of me

A lonely Winter Cowboy

Shelter this heart for me

#INSTRUMENTAL

In all the towns of England

In all the halls of fame

Is there pity to be had for living

This pitied indignant refrain

I’m a lonely Winter Cowboy

Please take care of me

A lonely Winter Cowboy

Shelter this heart for me

And I fell and let go of my heart

Whilst cycling home in the rain

It must have been raining

I don’t recall sun

When I lost everything

To go home with someone

Lonely Winter Cowboy

Lonely Winter Cowboy

I’m a lonely Winter Cowboy

Causing myself to be free

A lonely Winter Cowboy

Shelter this heart for me

Suffer this heart for me

Hear not these words

That fall from my mouth

Gutter like base

Riding the back of hate

Being a victim of this heart

Fall from my lips

Centuries old

Words I don’t own

Sharpened and ill inside

Being a victim of this heart

Cling to this throat

A mind of its own

Holed up inside

Watchful and opportune

Butchered with hate

Lying in wait

Stealing my calm to swoon

Hear not these words

Take not what’s shown

Fill up my home

And I will show you room

Being a victim of this heart

Primitive runes

Dictating the chant

Violence intentioned

Weary and battle scarred

Imprisoning fate

Lying in wait

Crazed and relentlessly tuned

But in the end

All that I’ve got

All that I take

To take care of me

Being a victim of this heart

Being a victim of this heart

Being a victim of this heart

Giving something and nothing

Giving faith and nothing

When skies turn to seas

Turn to oceans

Skies turn to oceans

On knees in the outback

Open hearted for cross check

Praying for purpose

Needing a voice

On this night

Deep in this night

And if it pleases this mortal

For all his falter

Is pleading for guidance

Is trying for peace

In this night

Peace in this night

Of mind in this distance

Should it please your indifference

Would love to be shown the path of your choice

In this night

Deep in this night

And for all this muddle

And to give in his struggle

His heart would believe if you’d give him the choice

In this night

Deep in this night

Though the eye’s full of trouble

Of a simplistic struggle

A truer devotee could not be found

On this night

Deep in this night

Let him bleed forever

If the bleeding’s essential

If hurting may heal

His eternal fight

On this night

Deep in this night

Let him bleed forever

If the bleeding’s essential

If hurting may heal

His eternal fight

On this night

Deep in this night

When your heart

Is aching

And your mind can’t see for its constant remaking

And you don’t eat

And you can’t sleep

And your throat’s filled with tears

Cause the damage that’s done to repair

May take years

And if they say

That they want you

But don’t act

In accordance

And you’re not sure

Where you stand

And why should this

Be just once

And you long

To forget it

But can’t

Help but be cold

When the hand

Of your lover

Is begging to hold

Is begging to hold

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

To your soul oul

There’s this twitching

Of feeling

There’s this thorn

In your side

Hot needles

Make you snappy

As you try to

Hold on to you pride

And just

As you’re leaving

As you’re half way

Down the stairs

You can’t turn back

Though you want to

You can’t bear to

Be thought of as weak

Oh not you

No not you (and not me)

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

To your soul oul

When your heart

Is aching

And your mind can’t see for its constant remaking

And you don’t eat

And you can’t sleep

And your throat’s filled with tears

Cause the damage that’s done to repair

May take years

Years and years

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

Turn to your soul

And hold on now (hold on)

Please hold on now (hold on)

Please hold on now (hold on)

Please hold on now (hold on)

Sing please hold on now (hold on)

For the sake of the rest of your life (hold on) hold on now

Please hold on now (hold on)

Please hold on now (hold on)

You hurt me

And you're beautiful

But for this would I resist

Your eloquence

And painful smile

Cajoling me to rest in bliss

Oh you take from me serenity

You rob me of my sanity

And I am but the weakest man

And kneel before your goddess hand

Oh You hurt me

And you're beautiful

But for this would I resist

Your kiss

Your concept eyes

Reflecting blue

Reminding me of me in you

Disruption of a peaceful sky by

Satellites that trail your hair

Don't take from me my dignity

Don't twist the knife so tenderly

And I will leave

My face I'll hide

Return to you a proper pride

Oh you hurt me

And you're beautiful

But for this would I resist

Your kiss

While I depart to

Mend my heart

Within the eyes the tears remain

But deep inside they fall like snow

You hurt me

And you're beautiful

But for this would I resist

You hurt me

And you're beautiful

But for this would I resist

Your kiss