Thousand Years

Take yor architecture
nowhere
it stays
for a thousand years
take yor statue
in yor head
where it is
its stayed

Take yor architecture
not
it stays where it plays

For a thousand years
longer
than days

Take yor statue
in yor heart
once it makes you start
that artist did impart
all the art

For a thousand years
for an era
thousand years
its made someone stir

For a thousand years
admiration does occur
for near on an era
thousand years
none of this much alters

Take yor statue
onlooker
with you for a thousand years
its when the art
from heart
occurs
in the moment
momentos
to last a thousand years.

Here And Now

Here
here and now
its coming to here quick
its coming now

Got shock waves
in the gold mine
got things caving in
on the steady sign

Here now
here's how
things are going down
now now
here's how
we're in earthquake town

Aint gonna believe
in disbelieving
am goings to trust
in things that don't rust
the new thing coming round

Here its here
here and now
don't get phased by that wow
got to wear that mark
on forehead
that don't say yo're dead
you wanna get some shine
our of yor world of lead

Aint gonna believe
in disbelieving
the Lord is getting up
to come down
aint gonna join in
in saving this town

Here its here
here and now
gonna start thinking its the end
depend
on one
who's coming down
here
here and now
and I aint gonna miss what's
going round
its in the here
here and now
aint gonna be blinded
by that wow
in the here here
the here that's here
here and now.

America Believes

Believe believe
you believe
because you are America
you believe
its not standard fashion
science to leave
but we've got vision
we still believe

We love the creation
we give just thanks
whilst scientists
give just blanks
believe believe
America believes
more than any other
I grieve

That they were won over
by the takeover
that they allowed the science
a life spent in clover
moreover
they don't appreciate
creation
don't give the creator
his ovation

Believe believe
America believe
they won the battle
to still believe
you see the athletes
and they still believe
we've won the battle
we still believe
the battle is a peaceful flag
you know we still believe

See the athlets at the games
America believes
we've passed the test
you mite have guessed
America believes
they're the most blessed
America believes.

Little Sherpa

You can see the mountains
from yor window
and you know that you will climb them
little sherpa you
you'll stick to rock like you are glue
its the thing that forefather's do
and the procession is a trek
thru the mountain wreck
of failed attempts
and equipment left
little sherpa
yo'll know way
yo'll be told of it one day
passed down to you
from the top
of the mountain
given true
its the clue
to climbing the
silver fountain
little sherpa you are blessed
in feet the best
yor fete is to be put to the test
continualy
little sherpa
yo're no shirker
you do it for someone else
you do yo'll do
hero from the shelf
little sherpa
not for wealth
but in joy
that you were once climbing boy
is why as man yo'll take the mountain
little sherpa yo're envoy.

Things Fall Down

When its warmer
than hot
there's a former
there's death a lot

Things fall down                              Build a school
dry heat                                             that you can run to
brings to ground                                start to make some rules
a silent sound                                    and give you a shoe
cracking earth
you have found                                 Its in lieu
                                                          they owe it to you
                                                          yo've run so far
Things fall down                               they shold build a school to you
cattle disappear
never to appear again                        You ran the Olympics
we're at the end                                  to second place
we're at the rear                                  so build a school
                                                           to yor face
                                                           at yor great pace
Dust in the dry heat
is here                                                 You ran the others
you fear                                               to less grace
until yo've nothing left                        running barefoot
til yo're bereft                                      was the ace
then left
all this nothingness                             You used to run
behind                                                  when first a school
for some better land                             sprung up in place
to find                                                   now there's space
                                                              to build a school
                                                              in your name
Things fall down                                   you knew how
that you thout were                                to speed a game
for forever                                             and you ran far
because of the                                        from blame
never rain weather
can't hold things together                      You ran Olympics
keep them going                                     to second place
death it seems                                         now build school
has a lot owing                                        in its place

                                                                 You ran
Things fall down                                       into space


til no soundupon the ground
is again found
things fall down
you can't replace
just give up
and flee the place. 

Eagles Must Land

Run run
you could never run
as fast as you could
as you shold
after injury

Run run                                                    There's a bear
from the starting gun                                in Peru
Mexican                                                    boards a train
yo're better than                                        to visit you
tho you couldn't
show it                                                       Marmalade sandwiches
due to injury                                              there's a bear
                                                                   from Peru
                                                                   wearing a hat
You were delayed                                       to look like you
and dismayed
due to injury                                               How's the train
and you became                                          get across the sea
a mortal one                                                tracks I don't believe 
halo hood was never gone                          can floaty be
still you shone
yor history never wan                                 How's a train
you want and you get it                               to sail across the sea
and in yor suit                                              same way a boat
who could forget it                                       can travel child free
halo hood
meant you were good                                  Its in the book
tho you went slower                                    the book
than you would                                            and truth can be mistook
down to injury                                              it doesn't have to look
                                                                      itself in the mirror
                                                                      you can cook up
Eagles must land                                          what you want
eagles must land
come down to earth                                       Its in the book
to this land                                                     the book
feet touch the ground                                     and real can be forsook
again make a sound                                        can get off the hook
you are mortal you have found                       and somewhere else 
                                                                        be took
                                                                        it sholdn't matter
Eagles must land                                            if facts scatter
eagles must land                                             its better that
that things are finite                                        fictional letter
you must understand                                       that entertainment setter
everyone sinks                                                 it can be forsook
into the sand                                                    its in the book
eagles must land                                              the book.
in this land

In a halo hood
that meant that you were good
you couldn't run as fast as
you shold
as runs yor blood
due to injury

Eagles must land
eagles must land
from the lofty hites
eagles must land
you understand
can't stay up forever
eagles must land.

Ayres Rock

At sunset time
the rock is orange
and its the one clear line
over time
and it stays

Stays thruout yor days                        Hot sun
                                                            will run and run
                                                            and run and run
Rock that is so solid
patient and secure                               Hot sun
it wore the sunsets upon it                  will never be undone
burn for all its turn                              yo're overcome
                                                             by hot sun
And over time                                      Defend yorself 
its one clear line                                   with a cream
its stays                                                 member of
stays thruout yor days                           the outdoor team

                                                              You dreamed
Rock rock                                               of weather as
in lock                                                    warm as this
its stock architecture                              but its hell now
its conjecture                                          all this bliss
as to how long                                        its this sun
it has stood                                             blistered kiss
its in yor blood                                       its the ozone
all that's good                                         that's amiss

                                                                Defend yorself 
Over time                                                from hot sun 
dependable outline                                  yo've begun
of the desert                                             to cover up
Ayres Rock                                              when you play
rock rock                                                  for that cup
solid stock                                                what's up with
over the time's tick tock                           the weather you wanted
in lock
wears a sunset upon it                              Yo're wearing cream
don't know how long                                against the dream 
since God began it                                    running out of steam
Ayres Rock                                               in hot sun
                                                                   defend yorself
                                                                  defending yorself
                                                                  has only just begun.

Half The City

Half the city
East and West
half the city's
to you the best

Depends on how you view it
depends on how you see
we all have different ways                            Don't arm yorself
of writing up history                                      against a ghost
                                                                       wars never come 
                                                                       what you fear the most 
Half the city's
what you love best                                         A wall mite defend you
one flourished                                                artillery
one under test                                                 you just stop the beautiful
                                                                        snake's head fritillary
Depends on how you regard                          Don't arm yorself
the softer side and things hard                        against what you cannot sea
sometimes it can be better                             it will never happen
to be dealt a firmer yard                                  what you think will be

                                                                        Yo're targeting a foe
Sometimes its the gray skies                           that is yor brother
the help us see the blue                                   and yo're siding
when the sunshine day                                    with another
finaly covers you
                                                                         Don't arm yorself
                                                                          against a ghost
Sometimes its the trial we go thru                    against one
on the harsher day                                             you have in common with
that prepares us for appreciating                       the most
a time to play
                                                                           Yo're letting in an army
                                                                            to keep brothers apart
Half the city                                                        for reconcilliation
half the city                                                         you know that there's an art
depends on which half you know
half the city                                                         Throw away missiles
don't pity the other half                                       let bombs fly away
when you go                                                        stop defending yorself
                                                                             with tanks of gray
Depends on how you see it                                  You say that you are fritened
as to the view you take                                         by what you do not know
half the city's the other half                                  you say that yo're defending yorself
the other's the one you make                                 against a future blow
because the way you see
half the city                                                           Don't arm yorself
you do for yor own sake.                                       against a ghost
                                                                              you don't have to count rockets
                                                                              you don't need to boast
                                                                              both sides anyway
                                                                               would end up as toast.

Water Horses

Water horse wade thru lilies
in Camargue
its the rural beautiful
at large

When yo're let out of jail                      Sunflower country
to the contryside                                    can be very gold 
you take yor Citroen car                       its the one painted
out for a ride                                          from of old

                                                               You can't be told
Past the citron fruits                               there's more color
on green you decide                               in the sun
and the yellow air                                   than sunflower country
the sunshine will not hide                       it can't be done

                                                                Its every bit of gold
Water horses                                           its all one
of yor imagination's ride                         sunflower country
inspiration                                               seems never gone
in the pure beauty
of the hide                                               You can't be bolder
                                                                 weather colder
                                                                 cannot pale the gold
Water horses                                            sunflower country
wade thru the tide                                    paints the landscape
of Camargue                                             in brite without a fold
on the Southern side
                                                                 You can't be told
                                                                  that paintings
                                                                  could be painted briter
                                                                  its gold
                                                                  and as deep as
                                                                  and couldn't ger liter

                                                                  Sunflower country
                                                                   that inspires
                                                                  its the kind of gold
                                                                  the artist never tires of

                                                                  Sunflower gold
                                                                  the fields unfold
                                                                  sunflower country
                                                                  out the carpet's rolled.
Water horses
enchant you
into dream you slide
to stay there
for as long
as you can
you decide.

River Mist

Tired Venetian
in a river mist
you depart the gondola
from where you once kissed
before you were dismissed

No masquerade ball                                   Strait roads
will now see you at all                               lead from Rome
yo're still in love with a ghost                    where you took yor moped
you love her the most                                 with me alone

                                                                    We're on the way to Naples
Once the toast the toast                                Neopolitans
of Venetian way                                           we can talk different languages
now the river mist clouds you                      cosmopolitans
upon the canal they say
time with cure you                                       Now we know we're better than
will pour a healing                                       those of ancient Rome
ointment of you                                            who died of lead poisoning
but wou dout it                                              by eating out at home
since you were ousted
you don't know what to do                           Now we're on our way to Naples
                                                                      better than back in the day
                                                                      travel's our staple diet
River mist will cloud you                             on the Neopolitan way
upon Venice canal they say
that yo'll get over her                                    We're on our way
in any time of day                                          on our way
but yo're still in love                                      we're on our way to Naples today
with ghost of her                                             back in the day
you loved her the most                                   they never took a holiday
and no-one will remember you
once the toast the toast the toast                     We're on our way to Naples
                                                                         overtaking clouds of gray
                                                                         we're on our way to Naples
River mist will cloud you                                 now that its May
in a natural masquerade
because yor love has never been                      Now the Spring sunshine
or you hope that its delayed.                             is briter in the South
                                                                          we're going home folowing
                                                                          the old river mouth

                                                                          We're on our way to Naples
                                                                           we're on our way to Naples today
                                                                           we're on our way to hear
                                                                           what the waves have to say
                                                                           we're going to take with us
                                                                           weather of Italy today
                                                                            on holiday.

Multicolored

Multicolored
many colored sea
the lite keeps painting
continualy

Off the Agean coast                           White horse flying
in the Grecian sea                               over yor head
shades the waves displayed                can't imagine it
are waded thru for free                       dream instead

                                                            Got wings                            Why didn't you think
By the eye                                            equine eye                           of paying taxes
sea blurs to the sky                              people live forever               for the poor 
which one mirrors which                      then just die                         now yo're paying
the colors                                                                                          for the score
are so seeable                                       Live as immortals
they're immensely rich                         riders of clouds                   That you
                                                             play chess with them           didn't like
                                                             those in shrouds                   to pay a penny
Multicolored                                                                                     to the disadvantaged many
can't be fuller                                       Got wings
many colored sea                                 those who die                       Yo're not heroes
and you can't imagine it                       got winged sandals               keeping hordes
til you see it                                          to meet with sky                  under yor floorboards
seemingly beyond
inventory                                              Live on longer                      Without tax
                                                             than can in life                       the rich get lax
                                                             cut this earth cord                  and now you've
Off the Agean coast                             with blunt knife                     spent it all
in the Grecian see                                                                               on the rich men
multicolored                                         Got wings                              of yor fall
many colored                                        forevermore
more than you think                              if death                                  Tax tax
can there ever be.                                  you looked for                       now yo're taxed
                                                               if just the ground                  with keeping
                                                              you saw                                  yor country afloat
                                                              you found you got wings       King of Grecia's   
                                                              before you withdraw              unruly goat
                                                               got wings                               tax tax
                                                               cloud maiden sings                you were lax
                                                               laurel wreathes                      with finances
                                                               on you pour.                          you were dining out
                                                                                                              when you should
                                                                                                              have been
                                                                                                              paying tax
                                                                                                              and helping all
                                                                                                              those strugglers out.
Boats float there where
the aquamarine sea
floods the air
you never thout
couldn't prepare
for the time
that Dido didn't care

Fire wold dare                                    Stop the war
she woldn't spare                                start the peace
anyone living there                             its time to wear
in Crete you lived                               not fite for     
in dangeros air                                    the golden fleece

                                                            Increase on nothing
O Minoan                                            the peacefulness
close by Atlantis there                        like the white
do not dare                                           of the maiden's dress
do not dare
flee the island if you can                     Not under duress
if you care                                            stop the war
                                                             start the peace
                                                              Troy's doors
Leave behind the minotaur                    no more release 
and a piece of string
leave behind the vases                          Increase upon nothing
and all the prayers you bring                nice emptiness
here's volcano                                       and you can watch
here's the sting                                      large daisies growing
and Dido doesn't care                            for the earth's green dress
about a thing
                                                              Sometimes there's a silence 
                                                              you've not got to fill
Do not dare                                           you can go longer living
do not dare                                             by not going into kill
because Queen Dido
didn't care                                              Sometimes there's an absence
you can hide                                           of blood upon the fields
you think                                                sometimes peacefulness
on hills in caves                                      is what the tumolt yields
when the volcano misbehaves
                                                                Increase on nothing  
                                                                nice peacefulness
Nothing saves                                          stop the war
so                                                             start the piece
do not dare                                               shut the wooden horse
do not dare                                               door
Atlantis gliders take to air                        don't launch one ship
use wood computers                                 none is more
to work out there                                      yo'll increase on nothing
but you'll only compute                            if you stop the war.
to do not dare.