Lead me back there

LEAD ME BACK THERE (E A D G B E)

 Lead me back there. Lead me back there.

Watching the wind turning and running. Collecting leaves that fell from the sky.

She lets you sing but she won’t tell you why. She lets you cry on her shoulder all night.

Lead me back there. Lead me back.

 

Watching the towels writhing and squirming. The music form over the fence is too loud.

Someone is screaming. Someone is burning. I hoot like an owl and I wait for the night.

I say to the light: Where’ve you been all this time?

There’s nothing to see here. Nothing to see here.

I say to the light: Where’ve you been all this time?

There’s nothing to see here.

Shoe

SHOE (E A D G B E)

Every now and then I have a good idea. When the breeze is soft and the sky is clear. And the road is long but it is sincere.

It’s an accident. It’s a stroke of fate. Shattered glass. An unbroken wave. I meant to ask but I forgot to say.

 

Thrown into a shrunken shoe. I know it’s true.

I think of you in a good mood when these shoes don’t fit. They never do.

 

Every now and then I know what choice to make. The wind returns. The wave breaks. There are no agains. There are no mistakes.

It is not an answer; there are no questions. There are no ideas. There are no suggestions. It is not a choice. What gave you that impression?

 

Now it’s true. It’s red. It’s blue. It’s white. It’s orange. It’s yellow, too.

It’s a Rubik’s cube. It’s a shoe. It’s a shoe.

And we don’t fit. We never do. Shoes. It’s a shoe. I’m a shoe.

The flowers are falling down

THE FLOWERS ARE FALLING DOWN (E A D G B E, capo 1)

The flowers are falling down. Petals crying on the grass. Last night was like a dream but the morning came too fast.

I want to know. I want to know the truth. But all that I know is I probably never will.

 

The flowers are falling down. See their petals on the lake. Wind so strong like this. Things blown until they break.

I want to see. I want to see your face. But no one sees anything clearly in a cave.

In this cave. Birds don’t sing and grass don’t grow.

 

The flowers are falling down now we’re floating through the sky. Suddenly were singing and suddenly it’s light. Suddenly it’s over and suddenly it starts. The flowers are falling down and they’re growing in our hearts.

The flowers are falling down.

Out there

OUT THERE (E A D G B E)

 

What’s it like out there? I cannot remember. I cannot recall.

Watching through the door. Everything is changing. The clouds are coming down.

 

And I thought this day must be ending. It never did. It never did.

I went to sleep and thought they would meet me. They never did.

 

What’s it like out there. I cannot pretend I remember how it goes.

Walking through the grass. It hasn’t been cut lately. I can’t see my toes.

 

The mountain melts and falls into our laps. Hold it there. Hold it there.

The mountain melts. We stand and then collapse. Leave us there.

 

And I see, out there, a figure slowly rising. Standing in the sky.

In between my thumb and forefinger, I can exactly where the darkness meets the light.

Everything glows

EVERYTHING GLOWS (E A D G B E, capo 2)

Who let the wasp back in? Someone needs to leave, it’s either me or him. And I don’t really want to leave.

Now I’ve found your nest. It’s just a question of life or death. And I’m kinda impressed. Life is hard for winged insect. This will only take a sec.

 

Everything glowed with meaning. Everything glows with meaning.

Everything glowed with meaning. Everything glows.

Gathering sticks outro

 GATHERING STICKS (OUTRO) (E A D G B E)

The sky is grey. The air is cool. The path is wet. But only for now.

Gathering sticks

GATHERING STICKS (E A D G B E)

Show me how. Show me restraint. Giving up. making way. I am here. I have returned. Have I changed? What have I learned? Climbing mountains in the sky. Getting there. Not knowing why. Gathering sticks along the way. And I’ll make fire one day.

 

Letting go of ideas. Make me sure. Make me clear. Letting go of what I thought. All these things are store bought. On the surface of a lake. We fall in but we don’t break. Gathering rocks as I swim round. And one day I will build a house.

 

Through peaks. In the pits. I can stand. I can sit. Gathering what cannot be found.

Then I realised

  THEN I REALISED (E A D G B E)