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Far-Flung (Across The Sky)

Alone beneath a foreign sky I wonder Could I be any further flung than this? Against the winds which cast me to this distant shoreline I can still blow a kiss To fly off in migration, heading homeward With all my thoughts upon the wing to you. Though all...

Favorit

Bleifuss druckt das GTi Cabriolet Zu der Villa in der Sonne von Sudfrankreich. Halt den Kopf schief, Baby, Sing fur ihn das alte Lied. In Ewigkeit bist du sein, Und du bist immer sein Favorit. Schneller Vorlauf auf dem flimmernden Urlaubsfilm: Du brauc...

Fed To The Wolves

And they said "They shall all be fed, All the weak and powerless shall be comforted..." The Church's arms are open to embrace its orphans But this unholy priest's an earthly sod With his cock thrust casually through his vestments Behind the screen of the...

Ferret & Featherbird

Time has come between us: In the passing months I've felt you slip away As your words and mine came like nursery rhymes Till there was nothing left to say. Distance came between us long ago, As our memories faded away... Over the miles I ceased to smile...

Film Noir

He casts himself as an adventurer, All foot on floor and hell for leather; She never told him what he meant to her - Perhaps that's for the better. She's never clearly seen dividing lines Between real life and parts she's chosen, Confuses character and r...

Fireships

There's a smokescreen on the horizon, Fireships under sail tonight... Here's the Armada of Souls, Here's the flotilla from God knows where: From gopher-wood to the last of the ironclads In common concert they send up the flares. While we turn and turn a...

Flight

[I). Flying Blind] I always forget how crazy things are So sometimes it catches me off my guard When they make sense. The line on the road trail the arrow in the sky, I search for the mote in my brother's eye Beneath the pence... A time of blunt instru...

Fogwalking

Everything clumsy slow-motion, I look for the source. Buildings loom up like icebergs On collision course. I don't want to go in there, I just want to be alone, Unpick the stitches of time In London In the no-go zone. I've been kicking around like a...

Forsaken gardens

Where are all the joys of yesterday? Where, now, is the happiness and laughter that we shared? Gone, like our childhood dreams, aspirations and beliefs; time is a thief, and he ravages our gardens, stripping saplings, felling trees, trampling on our flowers, s...

Four Pails

Four pails of water and a bagfull of salts. That is all we are, that is all a man comprises, chemicals alone, with no spirit, soul or ghost - nothing so bizarre. No amount of faith disguises what is true is what we fear the most Nothing can survive s...

Friday Afternoon

Why wait for life to happen, When right before our eyes Blind fate unwraps its patterns? I just said "See you soon". My piano was in tune When you walked out of the room. It felt like any normal Friday. At concert pitch, 440 The pressure's many tons;...

From The Safe House

This is not the final call, And this is not a ghostly guide And these are not the words for which we've waited; Still we're glued to the headsets While the world's collapsed outside... Is it all really over now? It doesn't matter if no-one else will hear...

Gaia

Butterflies on the wheel Of a world that turns unyieldingly... Every fragile beating wing Moves the motor of the thing, Oh, Gaia! Butterflies stir a breeze And the ripples flow unceasingly: Far away the cyclones swirl. It's a whole, connected world....

Gaia (German)

Schmetterling auf dem Rad Einer Welt, die unaufhaltsam kreist: Jeder zarte Flugelschlag Antriebskraft fur Nacht und Tag, O Gaia! Schmetterling, hauchst ins Licht, Kleine Welle, die stets weiter weist: Weit entfernt wachst ein Zyklon. Eine Welt, in Kom...

German Overalls

Mannheim: rainy Saturday with no money nor friend... Only Tequila can end the boredom. Try to reach London for a pocket of hope; We're children, we grope in the dark. Hugh spends his last Mark on coffee and cheese... I feel just like a refugee... Rathaus...

Ghosts of Planes

The air is thin, the air is thin, the Top of the World Club’s what we’re in. How thin the air, how thin the air, the Top of the World Club isn’t there. With easy grace they crawl across the shadow-shifting city sky, an aerial flotilla, the ghosts of planes pa...

Given Time

There's no time for dull regrets No-one underwrites your debts. No satisfaction guaranteed, But this much I believe We make the lives we lead. Best foot forward, face the day As the moment slips away Like a whisper on the wind; The tide turns as it br...

Glue

Halfway between the zoo and the temple of your Art... but what do you do with this motion of the heart? Who'll be looking for you when it all falls apart? Oh, but what do you do, and where do you start when people are the glue, when it all falls apar...

Gog

Some call me SATAN others have me GOD Some name me NEMO...I am unborn. Some speak of me in anagrams, Some grieve upon my wrath... The ones who give me service I grant my scorn. My words are 'Too late', 'Never', 'Impossible', and 'Gone'; My home is in t...

Golden Promises

Besieged in the battlements of Babylon, Still looking for a hat-peg you can hang your head upon - Now you've found a place you think is Avalon: You can talk to anyone here. You can throw your arms around your nearest neighbour And the smiling ones'll tell...