Monday, June 19, 2023

Good news

GOOD NEWS (E A D G B E)

 


Good news is here. How did you know? Forget the cake. We have had enough.

Good thing I came. Like I never left. You held me close and I held you back.

 

Good news today. The sun is out. I’ve got nowhere to be. I’ve got nothing to do.

Goodness, it’s cold. But we’re warm enough. You’re happy here and so am I.

 

Goodness holds you like an old friend. Goodness comes when you least expect.

Goodness holds you like an old friend. Good news comes when you least expect.

Good news is here. Good news is here. Good news is here.


Sunday, June 18, 2023

The other side of gloom

THE OTHER SIDE OF GLOOM (E A D G B E)

 


The following kings followed me home. The moon was bright and full.

The leaves glowed green. The path was well lit. I was just loony enough.

Wrapped in my heart. Coming from the other side of gloom.

 

The following day I fell in a hole. Found all the crazy people I know.

Trapped with no way out, waiting for death. We sat around telling stories and laughed until we were out of breath.

Wrapped in these moments. They live in my heart.

 

Wrapped in these moments. They live in my heart.

I’m on my way. Coming from the other side of gloom.

Coming from the other side of gloom.


It just fell off me

IT JUST FELL OFF ME (E A D G B E)

 


It just fell off me. Like bark peeling from a tree. And it fell softly.

It just fell off me. I can recall the exact moment. The sun was shining. The ocean was quiet.

It just fell off me. Slowly. Suddenly. In front of me. Beneath my feet.

Moving. Parting dark clouds from my heart.

It just fell off me.


Friday, June 16, 2023

Lost until I'm not

LOST UNTIL I’M NOT (E A D G B E)

 


Without arms I can hold anything I need. Without legs I can go wherever I want. Without eyes I can see what is in front of me. Without ears I can hear the world.

Among rain clouds I am dry. Under the earth I find sunlight. I find sometimes I’m lost until I’m not.

All these things keep falling out of me. But I know I won’t be empty.

 

Among winds that blow all day. I’m coming home. I’m on my way. I’m holding on to only what I need.

While all these things keep falling out of me. I know I won’t be empty.

All these things keep falling out of me.


Thursday, June 15, 2023

Catch the butterfly

CATCH THE BUTTERFLY (D A D G B E)

 


I don’t want to catch the butterfly. Or snatch the clouds from a great big blue sky. Hold the sun like it is all mine.

I just want to sit and watch the day roll by. Be part of it and not need to know why. And there’s the butterfly right by my side.

And we can melt away. So the world has nothing to cling to. And we can let go of everything, too.

 

It’s the last you’d ever want to do. But it’s the first thing resort to.

Sometimes a bad song is the best song you can write. Sometimes a bad sleep is the only thing getting you through the night. Through the night.

But when the morning comes you can get up and write another one. You can rest in the warmth of the sun.

And you can melt away. They try to catch us but we always slip away.

It’s why I don’t want to catch the butterfly.

It’s why I don’t want to catch the butterfly.


Wednesday, June 14, 2023

Blades of grass

BLADES OF GRASS (E A D G B E)

 


Where I came from is already gone. I have moved on. Where I’m headed takes its form.

And these moments live in my heart.

 

Rooted in what has passed. Reaching out. Blades of grass.

You see the good because it’s in you.

Would you live if it killed you?

 

And these moments live in my heart. And these moments live in my heart. Tear me apart.

And these moments live in my heart. Tear me apart. And these moments live in my heart.


Saturday, June 10, 2023

360

360 (E A D G B E)

Where are you? There’s smoke at the door. Ceiling fans will spin. Windows will look. What will they think?

So, come back soon. I feel green today. It’s not as big as you might think. And it’s not a good enough reason not to.

 

Well, what comes next? Will you appear in a gust of wind? A lake of light? A siren wailing through the night?

 

We’re rooted to what does not exist but somehow lives in our hearts.

And these moments cling like lucid dreams where the end is tethered to the start.

 

If I could see three hundred and sixty degrees, where would it get me?

These moments cling.


The grass is cold and damp

THE GRASS IS COLD AND DAMP (E A D G B E, capo 2)

Beneath my feet. Green and blue. The grass is cold and damp.

The trees are dancing like they know something I don’t. The birds are singing as they fly away.

 

Beneath my heart. A hope returns. The sun is warm but it burns.

Everything is screaming: Look at me! I just want to not look at anything.

 

Like a dream, it came in through the night. And slipped away just before morning.

Where I can and wherever it happens to be. I will only step beneath my feet.

 

Beneath this song. A world unfurls.

And everything is glowing. Everyone is here. The grass is soft and cold and damp.


Why I did what I did

WHY I DID WHAT I DID (D G D G B E, capo 1)

Why I did what I did. One day I will know. But for now let’s just sit.

Under the stars. Makes me think. Where does the sky really begin? Maybe I am already in it. Just spinning through.

Another day, another dream. Another moment slipped out of me. Turn the light on. I don’t want to write this song.

Why I did what I did. One day I might find out.

 

I didn’t feel like going. So I didn’t. It sorta changed my life.

I felt the wind blowing and threw myself in it. And I’m still in its grips.

And I don’t want to turn back now. Turn the light on. I don’t want to run away. Turn the light on. I don’t want be here right now. Turn the light on. Turn the light on.

 

It’s why I did what I did. I need to sit and not think.

It’s why I left when I could. Its why I’m gone for good.

It’s why I did what I did.


Wednesday, June 7, 2023

I know now

I KNOW NOW (E A D G B E)


 

I know now it’s hard to find. We search all day and we dream all night.

I know now we do our best. We cast our lines and we try again.

 

Magpie come swoop my head. There are things I’ve done I won’t forget.

So, show me how. Tell me why. Lift me up into the sky.

 

If things got worse what would that mean?

What would it look like?

 

Let’s not buy into:

 

Coming down on faulty stairs. Sitting around on broken chairs.

Going out with drunken sailors and coming home to a house full of strangers.

 

I know now it is hard. So, come on down. Let’s make a start.


Monday, June 5, 2023

In the middle of the ocean

IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN (D G D G B E, capo 2)

In the middle of the ocean where you don’t know which way is down.

And you only know you’re lost once it’s too late to get out.

In the thickest of the dark even the light turns black.

And you only sink deeper the harder you fight back.

 

And then you forget who you are and the reasons why you came.

You let go of all the baggage and you slowly float away.

And you shouldn’t be surprised as the light returns.

Every shark has to bite, every flame has to burn.


Sitting quiet while the night pours in

SITTING QUIET WHILE THE NIGHT POURS IN (D A D G B E, capo 1)

Sitting quiet while the night pours in.

Drifting out like I’m leaving this plain.

Chasing darkness before it finds me.

 

I can see trees turning to black.

Moments fall like dominoes.

And once you arrive it won’t not change you.

And you will always arrive.

 

Sitting quiet while the lights come on.

The window burns with the heat of the truth.

And one by one our hearts are lifted.

Until we’re together again.

 

Rivers will run right through us.

Our shadows will return to themselves.

Sunlight will no longer bruise us.

We’ll be together again.

Sitting quiet while the night pours in.


When did I die?

WHEN DID I DIE? (E A D G B E)

Found a feeling in the ceiling. Slipped on the banana peeling.

Left a note said, left a note said: Where do we go now?

 

Ran away from a bad day into a car crash.

Heard a whisper, heard a whisper said: Are you ready yet?

 

Tripped on a crack in the footpath. Cried my eyes out until it got dark.

Woke up screaming, woke up screaming: When did I die? When did I die?


Friday, June 2, 2023

Small fish

SMALL FISH (D A D G B E, capo 5)

Small fish; what will we do with you? This is only the end. We exist and that’s just the way it goes.

 

Sit down; what are you looking for? I found a reason to stay. So, turn up for no other reason than you said you would.

 

Small fish; tell me your secrets. I’m right here; how long will it take? Sit down; nothing is happening.

 

Because things get worse before they get better. And nothing will change if you try too hard. Don’t let yourself be torn apart.

 

My small fish; don’t second yourself. Send love with accuracy. And soak it up when it comes back to you. It will come back to you.


Thursday, June 1, 2023

Something smiling at me

SOMETHING SMILING AT ME (D A D G B E, capo 2)

Something green. Something smiling at me. I took a step outside. I was swallowed in light. And everywhere I go I’m sandwiched between the difference. Carrying the fear, loss and everything else.

Something firm. Something ready to eat. Somewhere I can start something which has no end. I looked into your eyes and it just hurt my neck. I know it can be done I just don’t know how.

I know it can be done but I don’t know how.

Sitting down on the first day of winter. It’s hard to think it’s already been so cold. I looked into the sky and felt the whole world in my neck. I was surprised it hardly hurt at all.


Waiting for my boy to come back to me

WAITING FOR MY BOY TO COME BACK TO ME (E A D G B E, capo 1) When will my boy come back to me? I don’t know if I’ll ever go back to sleep. ...