I hear the laughing crying voices of the children in the summer I see the sun she’s spinning slowly through a sweet September sky.

No more fear, no more pain, no more lies. Only hopes and dreams, the will to realise, and the skies…

I see the harbour lights they rise to meet the fading evening sunshine. I count the shadows as they fall across and shimmer in the sea.

I wanna feel Raindrops, I wanna feel Moonlight
I wanna feel Madness, I wanna feel Love...

All my dreams have they blown away

Shadowed trees now they groan and sway In the darkness of my heartache should I kneel and pray.

All my life I have walked alone
Lonely nights in a silent home
In the softness of my silence how I melt away.

And I don’t know what I am thinking, I lose my faith with every day In your absence I am sinking, I fadeaway, I fadeaway...

A Train trip to the countryside to visit a friend who lost his mind

He lives a quiet convalesce trying to cure his nervousness
It’s not what you’re thinking, enough with the drugs and the drinking

Distance settles on friendship lost, fragments memories blindly tossed
In this world of compromise we stick to our guns and we live out our lives
I gaze at the skyline, this may be the last time

Tracks rolling out endlessly
Away from the smoke and the misery...

Hear the voice from the ministry screaming to be heard.

Head in hands and a foaming mouth, clearly he's disturbed.
Ten years in the afterglow believing they'd forgotten what was done.
Such power under your control and still you tried to wield it like a gun.

See the man with the foreign face defiance in his eyes.
Moves across to find a crowded space and looks up to the skies.
Everybody with a knife to twist, an axe to grind, a nation to define.
Anyway that you look at this the fear will tend to concentrate the mind.

Did you measure up to all your heroes?...

I see the sun she’s rising in a desert land.
She wraps her gaze round the hungry and weak.
And the spirit of love is lost to the world of the silver coin
Under cover of night how they run from the man with the gun.

How can you say you believe in the stars above?
How can you say what you feel, well it’s not enough?
How can you say what you do, expecting we’ll believe it too?
How can you say you believe in the world like you do? ...

I wonder if this world is real I wonder about truth
I wonder if this love I feel is sentimental proof
I wonder what this life could mean, I wonder who I am
I wonder if it's all a dream, a supernatural sham

Maybe I'm a dreaming man, waiting for the night

Everyone's awake

I wonder about time of day, I lie awake all night
I wonder 'bout the blackest eyes staring at the sky...

Sometimes I fear we have wasted too much time
the trouble stands before us, it dominates the mind
They gathered all before them and headed for the coast
others turned to God, The Father, Son and Holy Ghost

Broken Lights in violent skies
Waters flow where Ravens fly

Black Horses hover tethered to a post
Shadows loom beside them, half human, half ghost...