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There’s nothing to see
There’s no way of knowing
If we’re coming or going
There’s no way to know
We walk through the door
Are we in, are we out now?
Do we twist, do we shout, now?
There’s no way to know
Your guess, I guess
Is as good as mine
We could pool together
And be half right all of the time
My guess, I guess
It’s all, it’s all the same to me
I’ll just throw this out there
If you might care to tag along
Now that I’m no longer chasing certainty
What’s the over
What’s the over under?
We’ve nowhere to be
We need to get going
The old ways of knowing
There’s no way to know
We drive through the night
To be there in the morning
To be where in the morning?
There’s no need to know
And Mama Bear says
“Papa Bear,
Are you lying there
all afternoon?”
Your guess, I guess
Is as good as mine
We could pool together
And be half right all of the time
My guess, I guess
It’s all, it’s all the same to me
I’ll just throw this out there
If you might care to tag along
What’s the over
What’s the over under?
So I’m a complicated motherfucker
You knew that
Before you added to the complication
Hacked my meditation
Yours til the end of time
Yours til the end of time
So I’m messed up
Cause I messed up
And I’m always on the verge
Of something beautiful or terrible
Or passing out and waking up
Lying in a pool of sweat
Lying in a pool of sweat
You know how it is
So you know how it is
You’re not blind to it
You know exactly where I’m going with this
I don’t self love,
I don’t self help
Just slow self desecration
Man on the edge of time
Man on the edge of time
Everything in moderation
To hell with that
Everything in moderation
To hell with that
Everything in moderation
Everything in moderation
To hell with that
But if you hold me darling
If you hold me close
We might just make it to the morning
If you hold me close
I’m thinking about rhyming righteous
With might just
And I might just
I’m not fooling around
I need lines
Deadlines
Trying to put what’s left of my mind
To finishing this goddamned hat
I’m finishing the goddamned hat
So I’m a complicated motherfucker
I’m all that
I’m getting ever more complicated
Slick, self medicating
Lying in a pool of sweat
Lying in a pool of sweat
But if you hold me darling
If you hold me close
We might just make it to the morning
If you hold me close…
We might just make it to the morning
We might just make it to the morning
We might just make it to the morning
We might just make it to the morning
The missile leaves the car
Flies through the window pane
The mother and the child
Flee the ball of flame
And then we hear the siren song
Again, again, again
So we put on our headphones
And complete our retreat
I might just stop breathing
I might just stop keeping time
With the violins
Or I might come out swinging
And what if I sang out of key
With the violins?
They’re marching to to your door
They’re waltzing through your firewall
They’re dancing to the beat
Of the Infernal Machine
They want to make a deal, they say
You know you can’t refuse
So we put on our make-up
And get down on the floor
I might just stop breathing
I might just stop keeping time
With the violins
I might just break dancing
I might just I break out of line
With the violins
And after the violins
Only more violins
No peace for the wicked
We know what needs to be done
But we’re frightened
And we don’t know
Are we strong enough?
Are we strong enough?
Are we strong enough?
Are we strong enough?
The missile leaves the drone
Flies through the window pane
The mother and the child
Join the wall of flame
And then we hear the siren song
Again, again, again
So we put on our headphones
And complete our retreat
I might just stop breathing
I might just stop keeping time
With the violins
Or I might come out swinging
And what if I sang out of key
Because the violins?
Because the violins
Now we’re alone
What are we to do
In all this space and time?
No weight below
So how are we to stay?
And not just float away
Above the city
Where the young ones raise their glasses in the air
And drink without a care
For tomorrow
Here - our remains
But how are we to know
Our angle of repose?
We slip and slide
Compare alibis
Marking the days on the wall
And we’re nothing to no-one
Finally nothing, nothing to no-one
Nothing to no-one
In the afterlife
In the afternoon
Wafer thin after mints
In the afterlife
In the afternoon
In safari suit
At the aftershow
At The Colonnade
Amber waves
Amber smiles
In the Amber Room
At The Collonade
In safari suit
No loneliness
No tear’s caress
Only afterthought
After afterthought
In the afterlife
In the warmer light
Of a former life
Linger near
Tiny beer
Take the aftersun
On the river cruise
In safari suit
No loneliness
No tear’s caress
Only apple seeds
‘neath the apple trees
In the afterlife
In the aftershock
After being there
Take the air
Papa bear
Take the avenue
In the proper mood
In safari suit
In the afterlife
In the afternoon
Wafer thin after mints
In the afterlife
In the afternoon
In safari suit
No loneliness
No tear’s caress
Only afterthought
After afterthought
In the afterlife
Moments and Whatnot
Mostly, I
I prefer to live in the future
In the future
I’m here and now
But I’m not really here in the moment
In the moment
In my defence
You saw me coming
You walked into the room and I…
I shouldn’t wonder
I shouldn’t wonder
In another time
In a godforsaken far flung place
You and I and we had a moment
We had a moment
But we couldn’t stay
And before you could say The Next Day (hey)
You had been consigned to the future
To the future
In my defence
You saw me coming
You walked into the room and I…
I shouldn’t wonder
I shouldn’t wonder
But I do
I shouldn’t care
But I care about you
I shouldn’t hope
For one shiny day
I know, I…
I shouldn’t wonder
(solo/break)
In my defence
You saw me coming
You walked into the room and I…
I shouldn’t wonder
I shouldn’t wonder
But I do
I shouldn’t care
But I care about you
I shouldn’t hope
For one shiny day
I know, I…
I shouldn’t wonder
The air was heavy with a whore’s perfume
When I came down from the mountain
Our sleepy hollow was a fetid lagoon
When I came down from the mountain
The tablets were heavy, sure but I’m stronger now
And I’m free
Free of all base instinct
My head was dizzy from the lofty ideas
When I came down from the mountain
My wife was very, very beautiful
And gone
How am I going to live down here?
How am I going to make things right?
Who am I going to be?
How am I going to live?
How am I going to live?
I shaved my head
I put on the robes
Attended to the sacred garden
I worked in silence
Until I was clean
And then I came down from the mountain
How long she waited…
Before she broke down to break free?
How am I going to live down here?
How am I going to make things right?
How am I going to live?
Who am I going to be?
Who?
The air was heavy with a whore’s perfume
When I came down from the mountain
Our sleepy hollow was a fetid lagoon
When I came down from the mountain
The tablets were heavy, sure but I’m stronger now
How am I going to live down here?
How am I going to make things right?
Who am I going to be?
How am I going to live?
How am I going to live?
No need to raise your voice
I’m here
I’m with you
No need to scream and shout
I’m here
I’m listening
I’m here to make things right
We don’t need to fight
We don’t need to throw shit out the window
Or tear down a whole regime
Put it to the torch
Put it on me
Put it out of it’s misery
Yeah, I’m a cold fish
Nobody’s choice dish
And you’re on fire
You win the loudness wars
You win the loudness wars
No need to raise your voice
…
I’m listening
No need to scream and shout
Anything at all
Any time
I’m there in a heartbeat
I’m trying too
I’m trying too
You win the loudness wars
You win the loudness wars
13 comments
Eric Benardeau
He is back !!!
With a surprisingly and long awaited great song.
Looking forward to discovering your album master Lloyd.
greg sachno
my wife and I and where listening to lioyd 29 years ago in that largely forgotten English summer of 1990,22 years of marriage,children and grandchildren later we are back to see him in Belfast….briiliant,
Paul
Love it, looking forward to you touring it in Australia sometime soon !