"Meet Me At The Station"



Well if I get to heaven before you do
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along
I'll be watching and waiting, Mother dear, for you
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along

Father, when the train
Father, when the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
When the train
Father, when the train comes along
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along

Well if my eyes see the glory, before yours do
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along
I'll be watching and waiting, Father, for you
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along

Father, when the train
Father, when the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
Father, when the train
Father, when the train comes along
I will meet you at the station when your train comes along

Now if my feet touch the homeline before yours do
I will meet you at the station when the train comes along
I'll be watching and waiting, my brother, for you
I will meet you at the station when the train comes along

When the train
When the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
When the train
When the train comes along
Meet me at the station when the train comes along

When the train
When the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
When the train
When the train comes along
Meet me at the station when the train comes along

Now if you see God's country before I do
Will you meet me at the station when my train comes along
Will you be there watching, sister, for me
Will you meet me at the station when my train comes along

When my train
When my train
Meet me at the station when my train comes along
When my train
Sister, when my train comes along
Will you meet me at the station when my train comes along

When the train
When the train
Meet me at the station when my train comes along
When the train
Oh, when the train
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
Meet me at the station when the train comes along
Meet me at the station when the train comes along

"Miracle"



I want a miracle
Nothing less,
No consolation,
No second best
I want all of my dreams
To come true
And the miracle that I want
Is you

"My Dark Side"



Draw in close lady bride
Take a look at my dark side
I can't show this to anyone
But you my close and intimate one

My dark side
My dark side

You've got my trust and that's a fact
But please be careful how you act
Drop the jury, leave 'em home
I won't be judged - only known

My dark side
My dark side

I may resist and I may fight
But I couldn't pass here without your light
Don't withdraw, don't disengage
Hold your fire when you touch his cage

My dark side
My dark side

Love's alive in your cheeks
Please don't die when he speaks
Only love can walk between
The parts that fear and need to be seen

All my defences and all my ploys
Are to protect a little boy
I can't show him to anyone
But you my close and intimate one

My dark side
My dark side
My dark side
My dark side....

I've been hurt
But I'm alright
Because underneath
There is a Light!

"My Love Is My Rock In The Weary Land"



My love is my rock in the long low weary land
My love is my rock in the long low weary land
Yes my love is my rock in the long low weary land

None of this moves me
I should be weeping but it only hurts when I yawn
I let it blow through me and it's gone
I'm dressed like a scarecrow
Stripped of all my power as if some judge in judgement said
"Off with his greatcoat and his head!"

My love is my rock in the long low weary land
My love is my rock in the long low weary land
My love is my rock in the long low weary land

Meaningless movies
On the screen behind the band that's blowing, throwing shapes
Half of the music is on tape
My mentor and champion
Is busy tilting at the windmills of his stately home
The demon he's grappling is his own

My love is my rock in the long low weary land
My love is my rock in the long low weary land
My love is my rock in the long low weary land
My love is my rock in the long low weary land

His letter lies open
His accusations flow like poison from his every word
My heart would be broken but for Her
The fag-end of winter
I'm in shock, I'm on the ropes, I don't know what's to come
She plucks the splinter from my thumb

My love is my rock in the long low weary land
My love is my rock in the long low weary land
My love is my rock in the long low weary land
Yes my love is my rock in the long low weary land
In the weary land...

"News For The Delphic Oracle"



There all the golden codgers lay,
There the silver dew,
And the great water sighed for love,
And the wind sighed too.
Man-picker Niamh leant and sighed
By Oisin on the grass;
There sighed amid his choir of love
Tall pythagoras.
Plotinus came and looked about,
The salt-flakes on his breast,
And having stretched and yawned awhile
Lay sighing like the rest.

Straddling each a dolphin's back
And steadied by a fin,
Those Innocents re-live their death,
Their wounds open again.
The ecstatic waters laugh because
Their cries are sweet and strange,
Through their ancestral patterns dance,
And the brute dolphins plunge
Until, in some cliff-sheltered bay
Where wades the choir of love
Proffering its sacred laurel crowns,
They pitch their burdens off.

Slim adolescence that a nymph has stripped,
Peleus on Thetis stares.
Her limbs are delicate as an eyelid,
Love has blinded him with tears;
But Thetis' belly listens.
Down the mountain walls
From where pan's cavern is
Intolerable music falls.
Foul goat-head, brutal arm appear,
Belly, shoulder, bum,
Flash fishlike; nymphs and satyrs
Copulate in the foam.

"Nobody 'Cept You"
(originally by Bob Dylan)



There's nothing 'round here I believe in
'Cept you, yeah you
And there's nothing to me that's sacred
'Cept you, yeah you

You're the one that reaches me
You're the one that I admire
Every time we meet together
My soul feels like it's on fire
Nothing matters to me
And there's nothing I desire
'Cept you, yeah you

Nothing 'round here I care to try for
'Cept you, yeah you
Got nothing left to live or die for
'Cept you, yeah you

There's a hymn I used to hear
In the churches all the time
Make me feel so good inside
So peaceful, so sublime
And there's nothing to remind me of that
Old familiar chime
'Cept you, uh huh you

Used to play in the cemetery
Dance and sing and run when I was a child
Never seemed strange
But now I just pass mournfully by
That place where the bones of life are piled
I know somethin' has changed
I'm a stranger here and no one sees me
'Cept you, yeah you

Nothing much matters or seems to please me
'Cept you, yeah you
Nothing hypnotizes me
Or holds me in a spell
Everything runs by me
Just like water from a well
Everybody wants my attention
Ev'rybody's got something to sell
'Cept you, yeah you

"Nobody's Baby Anymore"


Once I was cherished, treasured as a prize
Guardian angels flew upside my head, peacocks danced behind my eyes
A brass band played a serenade on my parade, my splendour was adored
Now I'm nobody's baby anymore

I've stepped out on highways that were studded with jewels
I rode into the City of Kings on the back of a mule
I kissed riches, strode tall in my britches, I knew esprit de corps
Now I'm nobody's baby anymore

I've had love and I've had love
Too much or not enough
Both the famine and the feast
Have gone to make my beast

I went to the river and I sucked the river dry
I swallowed Eden whole, I rolled and smoked the sky
Drank my skinful, slaked my thirst, from shore to barren shore
Now I'm nobody's baby anymore

"November Tale"



Come here

Her communique arrived with its expression of her feeling
I swear I had no idea she'd been holding in conceiling
Such a storm of words unsaid
Though absurd as it appears
Had been blowing in her head
For twenty-seven years
I knew I had to face her so I grabbed my Davey Crocket
Threw a scarf around my neck
And twenty Dollars in my pocket
Found her in the same old place
Pamflet in her fist
When she saw my windblown face
Well look at who it is

Meet me on the mad parade
When the midnight bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
Pile up all the wonders that we've made
In a tower too tall for climbing
And we'll burn the damn thing down

In the great November lake she was older still alluring
Her hair grey and longer than it ever had been during
The days we loved an slept
In her bed of faded wood
In the little place she kept
In a crumbling neighbourhood
We walked along a while
Like we were old companions
But I could feel the gap between us
Yawning like a canian
She with her church and code
Her extravagant believes
Me a creature of the road
A child of dust and grief

Meet me on the mad parade
When the midnight bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
Pile up all the wonders that we've made
In a tower too tall for climbing
And we'll burn the damn thing down

She smoked a cigarette and blew smoke rings at the ceiling
Said if you're problem is long standing man
Why don't you try kneeling
Now your face I see you're still a sinner in the mist
Setting up your little will
Is king in place of His
I said I've heard about sin
Down the long wheels of ages
I cracked books of lies
With a thousand twisted pages
Then I looked her in the eye
And asked her clear and plane
If your religion was a lie
Then what would remain

Se said if God looked beaten hard
To loving hands to heal it
There's nothing in my day that I ain't got strength to deal me
I said darling I confess
The same things applies to me
As for all the rest
We agreed to disagree

Meet me on the mad parade
When the midnight bells are chiming
We'll dress up as the harlequin and the clown
Pile up all the wonders that we've made
In a tower too tall for climbing
And we'll burn the damn thing down
Yes we'll burn the damn thing down

"Old England"



A man looks up on a yellow sky
And the rain turns to rust in his eye
Rumours of his health are lies
Old england is dying

His clothes are dirty shade of blue
And his ancient shoes worn through
He steals from me and he lies to you
Old england is dying

Still he sings an empires song
And still he keeps his beliefs strong
And he sticks his flag where it ill, belongs
Old england is dying

You're asking what makes me sigh now
What it is makes me shudder so
Well
I just FREEZE in the wind
And I'm numb from the pummeling of the snow
That falls from high in yellow skies
Where the well loved flag of england flies
Where the homes are warm and the mothers sigh
Where comedians laugh and babies cry
Where criminals are televised politicians fraternized
Journalists are dignified and everyone is civilised
And children stare with heroin eyes, heroin eyes, heroin eyes
Old England!

Evening has fallen
The swans are singing
The last of Sundays bells is ringing
The wind in the trees is sighing
And old england is dying

"On My Way To Heaven"



I fired an arrow made out of will
And watched as it flew beyond a green hill
I followed its trail with a song in my head
The stars for my cieling, the earth for my bed.

On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light.

My thoughts exploded like flowers in May
With the eye of my mind I saw a great day
I climbed a dark tower, took it by stealth
With every idea I invented myself

On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light.

In a hungry hour in an unlit land
Heard by no ear I made my demands
The tables were cleared and the ashes were swept
Rome was rebuilt in a day as I slept.

On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light.

I can still see the bones of the ships of the sun
In the slow ebbing tide when the battle was won
Afraid of nothing, scared of no man
I did not die and I know who I am.

On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light.

And no son of Adam, no daughter of Eve
Will be able to stop me when I'm ready to leave.

All love to the love
All flame to the fire
All wings to the wind
All that lives higher.

All love to the love
All flame to the fire
All wings to the wind
All that lives higher.

All love to the love
All flame to the fire
All wings to the wind
All that lives higher.

"On My Way To The Big Light"



I fired an arrow made out of will
And watched as it flew beyond a green hill
I followed its trail with a song in my head
The stars for my cieling, the earth for my bed.

On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light.

My thoughts exploded like flowers in May
With the eye of my mind I saw a great day
I climbed a dark tower, took it by stealth
With every idea I invented myself

On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light.

In a hungry hour in an unlit land
Heard by no ear I made my demands
The tables were cleared and the ashes were swept
Rome was rebuilt in a day as I slept.

On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light.

I can still see the bones of the ships of the sun
In the slow ebbing tide when the battle was won
Afraid of nothing, scared of no man
I did not die and I know who I am.

On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light
On my way to the big light.

And no son of Adam, no daughter of Eve
Will be able to stop me when I'm ready to leave.

All love to the love
All flame to the fire
All wings to the wind
All that lives higher.

All love to the love
All flame to the fire
All wings to the wind
All that lives higher.

All love to the love
All flame to the fire
All wings to the wind
All that lives higher.

"Open"



Open to the world
Open to spirit
Open to the changing wind
Open to touch
Open to nature
Open to the world within
Open to change
Open to adventure
Open to the new
Open to love
Open to miracles
Open Beloved to You

Open to learn
Open to laughter
Open to being blessed
Open to joy
Open to service
Open to saying "Yes!"
Open to risk
Open to passion
To peace and silence too
Open to love
Open to beauty
Open Beloved to You

"Out Of Control"



I was on Grand Street when I heard a woman cry
Turned to see a young boy with his head held high
He was screaming abuse at everything and nothing
Wasn't more than seventeen years old
Waving a pistol, blew himself to heaven
I guess he just exploded out of control

Minding my own business
Playing social snakes and ladders
There's a knock on my door
The military mad-hatter
He says someone pressed a button
Only got about 8 minutes
To get myself and my family into some underground hole
Where we can sit and play twenty questions
Whilst our leaders invent answers
It seems the whole world just exploded out of control!

You sit on your side
And I'll sit on mine
Used to have such grand plans
Now we can't afford the time
It may seem pretty arrogant
But words may be heart fire

Deep inside I'm freezing cold
Sorry that I beat you
Sorry that I screamed
For a moment there I really lost control

"Peace Of Iona"


Peace of the glancing dancing waves
Peace of the white sands
Peace of Iona

Peace of the singing winds
Peace of the stones
Peace of Iona

Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa

Peace of the crying gulls
Peace of the humming bees
Peace of the noon-time stillness

Peace of the dreaming hills
Peace of the breath of angels
Peace of Iona

Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa
Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa

Peace of the saints and seekers
Peace of the monks and Druids
Peace of the resting place of kings

Peace of the ruins
Peace of the doves in the bell tower
Peace of Iona

Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa
Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa

Peace of the rested mind
Peace of the glad heart
Peace of my lover's pots and potions

Peace of her healing hands
Peace of her lazy laughter
Peace of Iona

[4x]
Peace of the unseen
Peace of the spirit
Peace of Iona

Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa
Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa
Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa
Iiiiii oooooo nnnnnaaaaaa

"Politics"



How can I, that girl standing there, my attention fix
On Roman or on Russian or on Spanish politics?
Yet here's a travelled man who knows what he talks about
And there's a politician that has read and thought.

And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.

How can I, that girl standing there, my attention fix
On Roman or on Russian or on Spanish politics?
Yet here's a travelled man who knows what he talks about
And there's a politician that has read and thought.

And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.

And maybe what they say is true of war and war's alarms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms
But oh that I were young again and held her in my arms.

"Preparing To Fly"



I'm preparing to fly
Under my own steam
I'm preparing to fly
Into a dream

I'm in love all over again
I'm head over heels
I can't even begin
To tell you how it feels
She lives on a rock
Surrounded by light
She's young and she's wild
And she's treating me right

I'm preparing to fly
Under my own steam
I'm preparing to fly
Into a dream

I shed some light
I change my address
I haven't felt so great
Since I first went west
I've got brilliant intentions
Unthinkable plans
I've got sparks and electric shocks
Just exploding from my hands

I'm preparing to fly
Under my own steam
I'm preparing to fly
Into a dream

I'm back in the saddle
I'm out in the clear
I got no regrets
I've got nothing to fear
I've battled my demons
Come out on top
I'm gonna love you as hard as I can
Never gonna stop

I'm preparing to fly
Under my own steam
I'm preparing to fly
Into a dream

"Rags"



Everything is rags
And there's nobody to blame but me
And it would be so easy
If there was no one to hurt but me
But now everything that I do
Coming out of me will just tear through you
In and out of you
Up and down your life like a curse
Cast by the only Son of Rags
Who would wrap you up in all the finest tatters
Though he wanted nothing more, my loved one
Than to wrap you up in joy
But it'd never be with me
You and I are like two worlds
Not meant to collide
Death to each other
In the unravelling of time
So how do you..how do you...
How do you...how do you like it?
What kind of...what kind of...
What kind of dream would you call it
To have one foot in Eden
One foot in Hell
To be always numb
Plagued by demons
Summoned by angels
At the same time endlessly?
But I will
Burn me
Right out of this place
I will lay you down to sleep
So when you awake
I'll be gone and
You
Will remember
Nothing

"Rare, Precious And Gone"
(performed by Mike Scott)



Cry baby boy, not tears of joy
The one you held is no longer your toy
She's got her new boots and her make up on
You can call her your friend
But not your lover again
She's made it clear as air that this affair is at an end
So what are you doing holding on?

Don't you see she's
Rare, precious and she's gone
She's rare, precious and she's gone

She was soft in your hands, now she's shattered your plans
I'm sympathetic but you've got to understand
You tried to squeeze her somewhere
She just don't belong
She was being sincere when she breathed in your ear
As long as there were stars in the night sky she'd be near
Even angels get it wrong!

Won't you see she's
Rare, precious and she's gone
She's rare, precious and she's gone

It's a subtle trap
Seeding guilt in her mind
But she ain't taking your crap
This time
Boy you're out on a line...

She's a queen among women, a child among queens
The finest thing that your lovesick eyes have ever seen
She's a rose without a thorn
She's a peach, she's a prize
A gift in disguise
She's graceful and colourful and when she grows
She'll be wise
But most of all my friend, she's gone
Gone, gone gone!

She's rare, precious and she's gone
Rare, precious and she's gone
Yes, she's rare, precious and she's gone
She's rare, precious and she's gone
Gone, gone gone...

"Rattle My Bones And Shiver My Soul"



Once in my lifetime I intend to see
The Ladder ascending in front of me

I've been searching without
I've been searchin within
Up, down, all around, roundabout
Here and there, out and in

Because once in my lifetime I intend to see
The Ladder ascending in front of me

I have a come a long way
Over oceans and hills
I'm weary and unwhole
And I need my cup refilled

Once in my lifetime I intend to see
The Ladder ascending in front of me

"Ready For The Monkeyhouse"



Your face is like
The moment when the sexist hero traps
The slippy villain with the weasel face
You don't have to speak
Your expression is the truth
That your words don't say
And the truth won't go away
In many dark corners I have thought myself about this
Did you do it out of malice
Did you fall or were you kissed.

Could you ask your friend in the cowboy jacket
And those boots up to his knee
Would he shut his mouth for me
I've heard just enough
All I want to hear about pipes and drums
And how little time it takes the clutz to come
The golden gift of silence
Is I don't have to hear you speak
So would you take him out yourself
Before I put you both back in the street

Now the story shifts
And we see a young man
Standing in the wings
Too old before his time
Collecting grey hairs
He's proud and he's scared and he says "I don't care"
How can he be so blind
So how did you corrupt him
You must have got him where it counts
Now he's so numb he's ready to freeze
And you're ready for the monkey house

Ready for the monkey house
The monkey house but you won't take me