1. Counterfeit History
In the frame
Feel the glare
Welcome the circus
To this two pony town
Shut your eyes
Feel the heat
On your worthless brow
They don’t need you now
A poolside distraction
Thumbing my novel
Watching the girls
In metallic bikinis
Watching the boys
Reading their lines
Watching them through
Their dollar store glasses
A different version
Of the same events
Another location
Right where we are
Shifting the palm trees
Adjusting the daylight
Telling the story
That never happened
You were there
I saw your face
But when I opened my eyes
You were somebody else
So unfair
They took your place
But the story
Can go on without you
I’m in the frame
Oh lucky me
Playing the part
Of indifferent witness
Make me look younger
Make me look taller
It can be done
I've seen all the films
Another lie
Another take
Entrance so perfect
Hitting the mark
Rise from the pool
In a warm embrace
Rise from the dead
And smile to the camera
The story goes
It goes on without you
Rewriting history
Like it never happened
Your moment gone
They took your place
Now you have
Another face
And it’s so much prettier
2. Beads
From the second bedroom window
Tangled trees are far beyond
Body slumped over the table
Reason at odds with your hands
Electric hum keeping the rhythm
Wisdom broken and disowned
Earthly bones and orange flicker
You'll never make it, its over now
A box of your ambitions
Buried by the trees
Always take no for an answer
Only lesson you'll ever need
Reach the top it's not in your nature
Reject stares of the primitive
High street store majority
Their radio hits and worry beads
Blurry focus, distant visions
Tangled trees are far beyond
Slender boys and pleasure parties
It's not enough you'll never know
So alone and never known
Bloodstained hands that never roam
Paint your past and lock it down
An empty chest of love for...
Love you will never know
It's too late you'll never make it
Lessons we will never know
All the way to...
3. Ghost
It’s not quite the afterlife
Death is not an option
Wander down the boulevards
Alone with your addiction
Of nicotine and paraffin
Twisted themes of terror
Further down the boulevard
Buoyed by sullen weather
This weather suits our skin
It suits your state of mind
Down the pleasant boulevards
Tall trees and cycle rides
Saw your apparition
Sitting on the stairway
Waiting 20 years ago
When I walked past that way
Breeze catches your cigarette
So gauche yet so appealing
Drop a book and make a scene
So obvious and revealing
To the darkwood tavern
With Northern soul and sound
Counting out our spare change
To claim another round
I kissed you by the fountain
Tasted terror on your lips
Let terror turn to leisure
With your cold hands on my hips
4. Boots In The Right Place
Place your boots
In the right place
Your faded face
Is looking old
Before its time
You're round to mine
Collect the mail
I'm doing fine
All the news
That's good to know
Before you go
Another cup
A friendly chat
Give up the gossip
You got the banter
Boots on the mat
Red eye flight
Hard on your body
Sleep deprived
Tough on the mind
You're not the kind
To settle back
And let the clouds
Move you along
You're the pilot
Of your life
Been in command
For far too long
Don't have to lead
Or know the song
Just sing along
You're doing fine
Place your boots
In the right place
Place your boots
Next to mine
Place your boots
In the right place
You’re doing fine
5. The Face of Doom
I’ve seen a face
I know it well
Yet not at all
Yet not at all
Staring back
Through the gloom
It was a face
The face of doom
Shuttered in
An attic room
His worldly goods
Scattered round
Memories boxed
With faded labels
Broken records
All possessions
Stolen, bought and found
This could be yours!
His cold voice cracked
As his words scattered
Across the attic
Leave your comfort
Travel far
Work your spirit
To the floor
Shuttered in
An attic room
His worldly goods
Scattered round
keyless organs
Broken dolls
And gilded trinkets
Happy moments
Stolen, bought and found
Face to face
With my own reflection
Eighty years
Etched on his face
Worked his body
Into dust
I saw a face
It was my own
The face of doom
The travels end
I fled the attic
Slammed the door
I left this world
And travelled home
6. Goldfish
Close the door on a silent house
Leave the keys on the shelf
Down the path with one boot in the mud
Try my luck somewhere else
Lowest bidder on a piece of nothing
Won by somebody else
Shut the gate cause pony’s bolted
Waste my time somewhere else
Afternoon in the garden centre
Just like everyone else
Gazing at the flowers and fountains
All for somebody else
Chase the goldfish with my fingers
Trace my name on the glass
Another day in the same direction
The future is the past
I don’t belong in this sweet town
Move along to somewhere else
Walk away from the main attractions
Tie my flag to somebody else
Lowest bidder on a piece of nothing
Won by somebody else
Shut the gate cause pony’s bolted
I’ll waste my time somewhere else
7. King of Somewhereland
I scaled your castle wall
And waited for my turn
There was a promise that you made to me
I wrote it down and made a spare copy
I ran my fingers down the stones
Felt the sand beneath the paint
With all my love and deep regards
A change of luck was on the cards
If you're the king
I'll be the queen
Of Somewhereland
Good days indeed
It was a troubled day for sure
Til I got the battle call
I raised my banner with full intent
The bloody pavement testament
I climbed your wall with subtle style
Brambles pierced eager skin
It was my duty to be there on time
And take the prize so rightly mine
You stood behind the battlements
Amour shining through the haze
Silver, crimson and tangerine
It was your way to make a lavish scene
With your promise in my hand
I went to claim my earthly right
Crimson armour clattered to the ground
War was over, love was found
8. The Lines
I know all the lines
The lines around your eyes
Weary and lonely
You were the only
One in the room
With no-one to talk to
Alone and unwieldy
Our eyes failed to meet
Across a crowded room
Of critics and tourists
Opinion-clad experts
Wary of culture
And popular fashions
The creases in your face
I know them so well
A map of the backroads
To inclement places
I never travelled
You journey alone
How you gaze into me
A familiar feeling
With no happy ending
I'll walk away
'Cause I can't look you
In the eye
9. Jelly Beans
Bring my love
Jelly beans
In a little plastic bag
How he loves
Jelly beans
As I slip one in his mouth
Watermelon, cotton candy
Mango cream and butter pie
Lemon, lime and sour cherry
His boyish smile catches my eye
Bring my darling
Jelly beans
In a little plastic bag
In the morning
Jelly beans
In the evening
He gets high
Sweet banana, sugar peach
Every colour I can find
In the East they have some flavours
That would blow your goddamn mind
Alright!
Bring my love
Jelly beans
In a little plastic bag
Give my love a sugar rush
Kiss his lips and say goodbye
Give my love a sugar high