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Wednesday, 17 November 2010

The day the sweet song died.

The day the sweet song died

Huey just cracked out a belter
its your brother from another mother
helter swelter inter summer skelter
the birds falling down
on the flying helper
eight miles
green mile
high
im in heaven, im in heaven
falling faaaaaust
caught by the catcher
in rye grass
whilst
players playing picked scabs of the past
the jester nose was broke in two
but we stuck it back on
with factory glue
then all around the children asked
where did your sweet songs go
go go go
where did your sweet songs go
all alone without a home
not a soul to call my own
humpty dumpty
dead inside
miffy the space cow
cracked and fried
how the pieces
broke broke broke
where did the sweet songs go
where did the sweet songs go
hansel and gretel hand in hand
skipping in a foreign land
looking for houses made of straw
or sand
a hole to dig
deep into the land
living right next to the sea
beside the waves upon the beach
to live of fish and air
never worry never care
and if any people come to them
well then for a time
theyll make some friends
until the tide comes in
until the tide comes in
then its up
onto the bench
made from sticks
below the top
where the ocean pours
and doesnt stop
the waters rise
just about right
where feet dangle
in sweets moons bright light
hansel and gretel sit side by side
staring into
the water.

and all the seas horses
and all the seas men
sung a song of six pence
deep in the ocean
beneath that bench

in another life
you could have asked her
instead you died
and didnt try
for what you really wanted
any time at all
you never told her that you missed her
you never even tried to kiss her
there was a fool who once became a king
but the thing is magic gifts
are make believe
so if you imagine what you do
dont get scared when it dont come true
one day youll be far from home
without a soul to call your own
its going be up to you just what to chooese
i house of sweets might look good to eat
an ice cream you might think nice to lick
remeber things arnt always what they seem
so you say you want to live your dreams
well jump in the ocean and come with me
ill take you places you have never been
far away so far from here
where theres no worries
and theres no fear
and you will live a life of ease
running free just like the wind
that blows a feather to begin
one of natures
favourite
brand new stories
in the forest where trees hearts beat
all about the sesame seeds
popping bubbles
sharing dreams
thats just one of natures
favourite bed time fables

hansel and gretel holding hands
took a walk upon the land
bread crumbs are there
foot prints in the
stories

and all at once i knew what was true
there aint no one just for me
thats as plane as life to see
so i dived head first into reality
its so much easier
to make my dreams into stories

and start living life
living life for real
doing just what i feel
who needs dreams
when lifes the greatest story
looks of colours lots of sounds
lots of flavours lots of towns
drink it all drink it all down
embrace the tingles that you found
wow this is such a better way of walking

nothing that i say is truth
thats the only open book,
now i know
thers only one thing i can do

so i met a girl who sang the blues and asked her for some happy news
and she smiled and her hands touched upon my face
i touched hers and as i brushed her little hairs
i no longer needed the mask i had decided to wear
and all around were people in this place
playing games and feeling free
as lovers kissed
the poets beamed
children listend as the music gleamed
and we all swam
in a world of dreams

and that girl who sang the blues the one i asked for the happy news the one that smiled, she made the music play, here was a song that we all knew, so then we swam along into a tube called

life oh life
the only open book
nothing that i say is truth

all the children laughed and laughed spinning whirrling cartwheels danced, as we as one sung along, cheering all the way,


There may be trouble ahead
But while theres moonlight and music
And love and romance
Lets face the music and dance...

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