It’s too late now to say to you th… things I needed you to hear me say I remember too late those dreams w… And then we could not say goodbye All those wishes I had for you
I never used to get so worried I could always get through life No matter what was in my path. But the winds of change Have touched my veins
There is a truth lies within me. Like a window that I see through It beckons my mind a way to find, This truth that lies within me. This truth though it evades me,
The fog of life lifts, the scene b… Who are those souls that gather? There, beneath the cliffs The ocean waves crash in anger Driven by the shifting earth
The airports crowded, Our minds are shrouded, Our faces have the look of masks! And we approach the check-in desks… Long queues are before us,
Was it the stranger that was befor… Or the way you looked at him in er… Those strange days when it’s raini… When you’re standing there in terr… Waiting for the fiction of the tim…
Who was it said to me that you don… You don’t need to cry, now that I… I will be looking after you, looki… I’ll make you understand you’re in… Well I sat down upon the earth wi…
Sunlight breaks in the dead of nig… Do not stand in the shadow of frig… That day is over it cannot come ri… But stay it does within you’re sig… The edge of the room is dressed in…
My mother and my brother, it seems, are staying at a nursing home On Easington Green. I am on my way to visit them, when in a crowd of people I am seen. These are not ‘Friends’ but wi...
There you were smiling though the… On the day they left only cents What then could be your one offenc… To make them show such high preten… That fence, a barrier to them and…
The days seem long after time, The day is gone before you know. The days gather, and then they go, These days prolong the blues. These days are strange before us n…
Belief is his, as he walks the str… With more than enough dread in his… Far away in his mind, a place to g… Do others see him, can they know? Like a river this flow in his head…
They were playing tricks on me, an… But I just stood there trying to… When out in the street the lights… But the old radio still played, so… The house is now empty and they’ve…
Our lives are lived along a line One side of which is paradise And the other an unknown place Where all symmetry is lost Myths and legends from a distant p…
When in sleep in that faraway plac… Where only dreams make their trace You cannot know if again you will… And if you do what then will you t… From those memories that within yo…