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Edinburgh
Tastes like
instant coffee
Smells like
brewing beer
Looks like
a sleeping giant
What am I
doing here?
I should be
back in Alba
Where
Lothian's heart beats fast
The
kittiwake is crying
And I will,
too, at last.
My mask is
worthless as it does
Not hide me
from myself
Being far
from Scotland
Is not
being myself.
Mist is lying in the
Meadows
Snow's coming from the
east
It's Sunday evening at the
Tron
A mix of cheer and
grieve
I wander up and down the
closes
Looking for my
smile
I must have lost it in Old
Town
Nearby the Royal
Mile.
The guy from Leith still
sings the blues
His voice almost in
pitch
He found my smile and gave it
back
Making the very air
itch
My room is coul, I sit
alone
My flatmate mourns next
door
I wish my lad could come
around
To have someone to live
for.
postcard
from far away
i want to send you a song,
regretting all my lies
i want to send you a card,
explaining why i had to flee
shunning the word
"love" was my game to protect myself
i wan't to - but i cannot
word my feelings when i look into your eyes
send me a card, send me a
card, from far away
send me a card, send me a
card, from far away
i want to send you a seagull
and her lonesome cry
i want to send you the swish
of mussles deep from the sea
i want to tell you 'bout my
strange dreams when you're far away
if i could tell you how i?m
missing you, how i wish you could be with me
i want to send you an island
? over sea under wind
i want to send you the sea
her salty waves and her spring
i want to send you the herbal
scent of pines in the eve
i want to send you the smooth
feeling of white stone underneath my feet
but i can't so i send you a
card to tell that i love you
deep in my heart and that i
long to be in your arms again
and gently kiss you bye my
love
still
smiling
when i'm sad and i feel
forsaken
i hide in my dark
rooms
filled with gloomy
music
soon a friendly hand is
approaching
to stroke my pain
away
to stroke my pain
away
to cheer (to cheer) me
up
again
she knows when words are not
fitting
and waits for me to
talk
a shoulder to lean
on
we share day's hardships and
laughter
and you know
that i can only
try
to give (to give) a little
back
and without my
friends
i couldn't stand
here
and sing my
song
they keep me going
on
they make me feeling
strong
there's a clown inside
me
who's laughing
even in the darkest
night
he keeps his smile
and this clown is
fed
with visions
and a good word from
friends
keeps him alive
yes without that
clown
i couldn't stand
here
and sing my
song
he keeps me going
on
he makes me feeling
strong
without that clown
i couldn't stand
here
and sing my song
he keeps me going
on
he makes me feeling
strong
at last
Be free
be free - she said - be
free
for i mustn't love
you
be free - she said - be
free
you know you have to
go
go away - she said - go
away
it's hard but i have
to
push away - she said - push
away
your arms embracing
me
autumn wind, carry my
thoughts to a place where they're free.
look away - she said - look
away
it will be even
harder
if you look this way if you
look
at me with lover's
eyes
run away - she said - run
away
my kinsmen will hunt
you
if they found you here if
they found you
i?d have to see you
die
autumn wind, carry my
thoughts to a place where they're free.
come close - he said - come
close
my dear and believe
me
our love is strong our
love
will help us find our
luck
let's go - she said - let's
go
leave hatred behind
us
i'll go with you i'll
go
wherever you may
go
autumn wind, carry my
thoughts to a place where they're free.
autumn wind, carries my
thoughts to a place where they're free.
Miss J Hunter Dunn (A
Subaltern?s Love-song)
text by John
Betjeman
Miss J. Hunter Dunn, Miss J.
Hunter Dunn,
Furnish'd and burnish'd by
Aldershot sun,
What strenuous singles we
played after tea,
We in the tournament - you
against me!
Love-thirty, love-forty, oh!
weakness of joy,
The speed of a swallow, the
grace of a boy,
With carefullest
carelessness, gaily you won,
I am weak from your
loveliness, Joan Hunter Dunn.
Miss Joan Hunter Dunn, Miss
Joan Hunter Dunn,
How mad I am, sad I am, glad
that you won.
The warm-handled racket is
back in its press,
But my shock-headed victor,
she loves me no less.
The Hillman is waiting, the
light's in the hall,
The pictures of Egypt are
bright on the wall,
My sweet, I am standing
beside the oak stair
And there on the landing's
the light on your hair.
Miss Joan Hunter Dunn, Miss
Joan Hunter Dunn,
I can hear from the car-park
the dance has begun.
Oh! full Surrey twilight!
improtunate band!
Oh! strongly adoreable
tennis-girl's hand!
And the scent of her wrap,
and the words never said,
And the ominous, ominous
dancing ahead.
We sat in the car park till
twenty to one
And now I?m engaged to Miss
Joan Hunter Dunn
Music
Music with you `s like gentle
love
So relaxing for the soul and
inspiring for the mind
Tough I know it's tough to
reach the point where it gets that easy.
I've spent hours and days and
weeks and month
To make my fingers grip
theses cords
But now I know that it was
worthwhile when I see you bring our songs alive.
And there's nobody there -
nobody there
Nobody there - nobody
there
Who can do it like you
do.
There's nobody there - nobody
there
Nobody there - nobody
there
Who can do it your
way.
Sometimes I feel like givin'
up
And my fingers hurt due to
daily practise
When I see you on that stage
and feel deep inside that I'll never make it - there
He sucks the marron out of
me
By boosting with his
modesty
If being "famous"
means to become like that then I'd rather forget - about
it
There's nobody there to
make music with
Nobody but you
There's nobody to make music
for
Nobody but you
Hypocrisy
You wake up early and walk to
Mess
Crawling on your knees you
confess
That you're a sinner - only
priests are saints
Do you really think anyone
cares about your wails?
Church is flawless - nice
invention
Especially for those who lack
comprehension
If there's a god and he could
see
He'd have to scream out in
agony.
Cranky minds set sole on
salvation
Your only friends are part of
the sect
Open your eyes and see what
the world's like
Cut the chains tangling your
heart.
Incense junkies high on
religion
They can't see the
contradiction
Of preaching peace and making
war
I can't believe how stupid
they are
Hackneyed phrases,
"yes" and "amen"
Every Sunday on and
on
Wheedling the key out of
heaven
But it certainly won't fit
the lock
They want to practise
charity
But that's just the outer
shell you see
They're ruthless if you've
once said "yes"
Extortion with your
consciousness
Life according to the Popes
comments
They pretend to be your
friends
But friends accept your flaws
as well
Don't try to make you fit -
Give them hell!
Ever
If you came and you rescued
me
You'd be my knight
On a shiny white
steed
If you came and you rescued
me
you'd have to get down to
your feet
If I ever fall in
love
Will you help me not to
faint
When my head hits the stony
ground
Everything I'm dreaming
of
Is fading away - fading
away
Will you be there when I
cry
With a comforting
smile
And the patience to hear me
wail
Everything I'm dreaming
of
Is melting away - melting
away
I have seen it all
before
All love is lost when
the
Cruel sting of anger
rules
Everything I was dreaming
of
flowded away - flowded
away
Will you let me hold your
hand
When you need me
Like I needed you - so many
times
Everything I can give to
you
I'll gladly share - I'll
gladly share
Nothing's lost
I have to think of you,
all the time
I wish you were
mine
But reality is
different
I will never reach
you
I grew up and learned to
love
I look in the mirror and the
sky above
I saw people and a few saw
me, too
There's nobody in my mind but
you
I learned to live but when I
saw you
I knew that I had much more
to learn
You bring joy into my
life
You are the reason I have to
grin all the time
But you don't know me. You
don't notice me
You don't know I
exist
You see my face and thousand
other faces
And you can't
remember
And I know this is
reality
You will never see
me
But I see you - always in my
mind
And it really makes me
blind
Don't Call me
Baby
Baby if we don't
know each other
Baby if we don't know
ourselves
I think if we knew the right
place and the time
I'm sure that you would be
mine
Baby, oh baby, oh baby, just
hold me tight
Baby, oh baby, oh baby,
please stay.
Baby if you don't know my
name
And if I don't see your
face
I think if we did the right
thing in this time
I'm sure that you would be
mine.
Convalescent ?
she was bereaved
her family had crossed the
line and gone to the shadows
she hid in her
garden
surrounded by
nature
away from people
even away from
music
he couldn't see her like
that
he took his flute and played
a tune for her
but he couldn't reach
her
so he took the flute an gave
it to her
from now on he sent her a
tune every day
imitating the sounds of
nature
intending to bring her
back
she played his tunes
of
water
frog
bumble bee
and magpie
became natural
again
then she took her new-grown
wings and flew away
away from her
garden
away from her
sadness
away from him
and as he didn't want to put
her in a cage
he let her fly
her sadness being part of
him
for good
untitled (due to of a
lack of genious)
clumsyness declares me a
fool
perhaps my expectations are
too high
but seeing others succeed in
all ways
makes me hate my
stupidity
and i hit the wall of
ignorance
why can't my stout hands
do
what my brain already
knows
some people say trying does
the trick
i've tried indeed - did not
succeed -
and progress - nowhere in
sight
Nomore
the day we met
you started punishing
me
`cause i wasn't like you
are
i was a little fat and
lacked
the courage to push away your
harms
NOMORE i am the little
girl
who's afraid to face the
world
if you don't like my face or
dress
i do not care at
all
so piss off
i tell you piss
off
i don't wanna see your face
nomore
piss off go out of the
way
i didn't offend
for i didn't know
you
and i was a little
shy
if i had i would have
known
you need this to feel
strong
everything and everybody
changes
but you just stayed the
same
and today even your
old "friends"
say you are a
shame