Everyone’s inside tonight
These chords make me remember that sad song

That fills me with longing


Reality set his mark
But I crossed the line


Don’t get me wrong
When I sing of a love
That always will be
And always was



We’ve gone looking
Our minds filling the empty streets

I was walking in the warm night
In a heavy dream


Reality set his mark
But I crossed the line

Don’t get me wrong
When I sing of a love
That always will be
And always was





Where will we go?
When there is nothing to give to?
No cup for our overflowing hearts?


Reality set his mark
But I crossed the line


Don’t get me wrong
When I sing of a love
That always will be
And always was

Dear Luna
Smiling Crescent
Don't let me touch your body
Because I'd just write my name on it
Never to return

But I pray for the day
When you look at me with both eyes
Full and bright
With a smile I can return

On that day
I'll never leave your side
It's my nature
It's my promise

Truth lived there
Making little noise
Speaking to few
“Just pretend I’m not here”

Where will we go
On ****** Snow?
Melting
Like a crying child

There are too many holes in the ground
And too many in the air
Where do we go
On ****** Snow?

There are too many things
I don't want to see
It ***** the life out of me

Where do we go
On ****** Snow?

During my salvation's work
I left you alone

If there's a tide in your heart, pull now
There's a love song I want to sing
To say I love you
I always have and always will

I can't hide anything from you
The words I've forgotten, I've found them now
And the air is still crisp, the moon still bright
Shining on the ****** Snow

The half-rotting houses
Are filled with people
Some you want to meet
Some you want to love

You see her walking along the street
Dressed in black
A mystery you want to meet
You too are dressed in black
And wonder what she sees
Waiting for the bus
The bus that could set you free
There are conversations without speaking
But they fall to easily to the street
To join the chorus of car engines and cold weather

And then she’s standing right beside you at the bar on friday
In a striped vintage suit
You ask her name and she stays
She’s pretty and brave
Is that the rattling of chains?
Maybe it is
Because you thought about here while you were away
What you would say
And then she defeats you with a smile
Have a good night she says

You try so hard for an aerial view
But your eyes are now tried and true
Then you see her at the crossing
Dressed in black with a winter hat
And you’re walking beside her now
She’s watching your gait
You keep a straight face
She has no time to waste
She doesn’t seem to mind you
As you speak your voice competes with the street
She points to where you were going
And where she is going
Across the street
To set your gaze
Showing you where to look
The pastry shop brightly illuminated

She defeats you with a smile
That touches your mind
It's you pulling at the end of a long line

The half rotting houses
Are filled with people
Some you want to meet
And some you want to love

Stefanie's Guitar
Breaks off in a million shards
Its sound like a star
All angles of possibility
All directions
Light refracts, explodes, appears just to disappear
Beyond Stefanie's Guitar

To look with eyes that don’t judge
But Love
I’m on it like crime
I check it every time

Bell
Always by side
You’ve guarded my heart
For so long

I remember going busking
With you
Outside the supermarket
And I dropped you at my feet
And the homeless guy
Smiling at me

And when
I went to that place
The made bed
And Red light
The smiling girls
And I sang Valerie
And walked out
Passed the guard
Following me out
Cigarette in the street

We were all unmade
And I still am

You’ve guarded my heart
I believe

You said I’m worth a chance

The gates open and close behind me

Now I’m moving
It’s time to use my feet
Each other we’ll still see
I’m going out into the world
Make believe

Crispy Bits
In a pan
That’s what I am
Without me
The whole
Would be quite bland

I bring it together
I go well with everything
Perhaps
I didn’t know
And still don’t
Everything

But it would be a shame
If I spoke to soon
If I left myself
No more room
Got too dark
Bitter and sour of mood

I’m a crispy bit
In a pan
If I go wild
It better be with calm
And it should be with charm
The kitchen
Is still serving

Like rain on a thirsty day
You’ll be seeing me again

Dear displaced and stolen
I’m so sorry
For all your loss
I could never understand
Tell us how
Let us begin
To live in this world
To live on this land
To care
To understand

The old man
Who destroyed his bed
Shat in it
As if that is what it was meant for

Wasn’t invited to my sisters wedding
He was missing
I’ve been here two weeks
And I’ve avoided contact

I remember the lady with the red hair
And the kids I’d never like
How she held my awesome tennis racket to the ground
   I couldn’t say “You’re going to scratch it!”

I remember he’d be on the phone to her
Sometimes in the toilet
Us kids were just in the rumpus room
As if that is what it was meant for

But I do remember the older boy
With long brown hair
He had CD’s downstairs and he burnt some for me to listen to
   “Rock and roll breeds anarchy” the old man said
       It was all a bit forced

But I remember when this boy pulled out his guitar
Sang a song
And we were all seated outside
This awkward place to be
And I saw the old mans face
How it went still

I am music
I am like water
I am like time
I am like change

Today I said
Love is the way
Before today
I never saw myself getting old
I would die
At some significant age
A number
Just a dreamless void
Dead
Somewhere

But maybe
If love is the way
I’ll be here another day
And another
And another

I felt it this morning
An opening in the ceiling
A gigantic crack in the
Heart of man
Light...
Dreams could and would come true
Love is the way

God calls me home
I can’t wait to go
It’s a new chapter for us
And I’ve got myself a ticket

It will be that summer I was singing about
And we’ll all be around
From where I’m looking
The Earth will be upside down

People round here look vicious
I think it’s the spin
I get tougher
So do they

My mind circles like grey clouds
Fills my pen with that ink
And I stencil the page
Like cracks in the pavement

God calls me home
I can’t wait to go
It’s a new chapter for us
And I’ve got myself a ticket

It will be that summer I was singing about
And we’ll all be around
From where I’m looking
The Earth will be upside down

Like an Opera singer
Behind closed doors
All velvet imagination
I’ll shine this blade, made for salvation

I don’t know how people do it sometimes
But I will and I do
Just like the call coming thru

God calls me home
I can’t wait to go
It’s a new chapter for us
And I’ve got myself a ticket

It will be that summer I was singing about
And we’ll all be around
From where I’m looking
The Earth will be upside down

Labour and Nature
Always at odds
For a time
Everything out of my hands drops

Sparks, friction
And science fiction
Your masterpiece
Can wait

Because I want to be in love

I will,
try to see everyone as awesome
And beautiful regardless

Yes, it’s hard to maintain
A mirror shatters again and again
Until

Understand me love
A little help goes a long way

What did I say?

Yeah, because I want to be in love

I will,
try to see everyone as awesome
And beautiful regardless

She said so many people
Said that about this place
Here at Lea’s table

She said she loves
The quiet of the garden sometimes
Just outside

I could see two sides of myself
One side yapping and buzzing
And the other
A Tall slab of granite
Ready to fall on it’s side

I knew that one was nothing without the other
Only with music would the two meet
It was like purpose and the way to do it
Being and how to be

I wasn’t perfect
It was ok
But at least I knew a place
Where the vine grew along the blade

Then I thought
What is light
Without a tree to shine on?

And I was sunshine in a chair
Getting dosed on another season
Feeling heavy
But passing

There’s been DejaVu lately
The invincible man I’m creating
Is breaking

Like raw eggs into pasta

Dark brother
I know you hate me
But I know you don’t
You know I hate you
But you know I don’t
I gotta go


What if we were at war below
I can see you
You know
Maybe it’s me
Daydreaming I’d overthrow
..You know
Or that hand that glowed

Dark brother
I know you hate me
But I know you don’t
You know I hate you
But you know I don’t
I gotta go

I gotta go
I gotta go
I gotta go

Maybe not all at once
Sticks and stones

Shadow heart
My shadow is as big as the skies at night
Looking and searching
And it’s coming up more
Understanding
But I don’t think this one can be probed with too much light
Just love
And maybe song

One day you’ll accept me as I am
Light and Dark
Black and White

How empty it is to force a smile
The same can be said for going wild

No good or evil, only purity
Said Mrs. Smith

As I am

Without judgement
With running or jumping
Without shouting
And without lips withheld

Just as I am

The air will feel alive
And so will I
Because I’ve done nothing to change it
I’m good with it

Those famous words again
It’s alright
It’s alright man
It’s alright

One day you’ll accept me as I am

The sand will be warm
And comforting
Grand and mountainous
Yet soft enough to pass thru your hands
Once it was hard to look at
Ugly
Shameful
Painful
Nasty and cruel
But we’ll get over it

One day you'll accept me as I am

The First Stone
Makes no sound
When it floats in the air
With Love

What is right?
What is wrong?
Are the words to this song

What is good?
What is bad?

The kite flies up
The reels spin out
They go and don’t come back
Or they haven’t yet

The Prayer leaf flies
Where does it go?
What is there to hold onto?
Nobody knows

It will run like horses in the clouds
With heavy thunder on the ground
Or it will disappear
While it’s here

What magic do we play with?
Spinning like dreams
The gathering leaves
Going round and round

There is the sad and senseless
There is heavenly matrimony

There is the world of doubt
And what’s it about?

Get what you want
I say to myself now

There’s a lump in my throat
I still have to do something about

Prayer Leaf
Tell me about you
Tell me what you want
Tell me as much as you can

She’s made only for love
She’s into horses
She has a unicorn tattooed on her arm
She’s the prettiest
And soft spoken

She says it’s her dream to go to Australia
Where I’m from
How long are you going to stay here? She asked
She had dreams to live on?

I’m going to kiss her hand before I go
I said to myself
And the women are smiling at me
With her around
Even Maya Angelou
On the cover
Know’s what it’s about

I invited her to the show
Let’s see, you never know.
I’m a unicorn
Maybe she knows

A house on Kinglake
Overlooking the city
Horses in the paddock
And once a year,
A festival
Under the stars
People to meet, people to know

One thing's for sure
She’s made only for love
And I kissed her hand
Before I had to go

Walking up the hill with Amy
The party has finished
It’s a small town
So not many people are around

Over the bridge with the steam train
And the hill is steep
You can hear it when it’s there
And when it isn’t

O.K. up we go
Choo-choo under the stars
Muscle to hold up the cliffs
Against the ocean
And the small houses

What are you doing here?
I just want to feel you there
This is everywhere
This is who we have come to see
Dancing and disappearing before our eyes

Say something

Slow Moon
Distant pull
I'm thinking about you
As I levitate
Slowly

I want to stay with you
The cracks
Are showing thru
Silently I howl
for you

I feel there is nothing you wouldn't do
No time you couldn't see thru
The ocean stretches on its shores
And the lands rise to become mountains of you

Slow moon
Whistles a tune
Deep and true
And the earth
turns calm
wonderful
subdued

The youth got on the tram
Was he coming up or going down?
Why was it so hard to smile
Was it the billions they’d spent on fireworks
Was it the famine?
Was it the lovin’
Hey Lawman, he said
Come May, don’t talk so loud, don’t talk so proud


Always will be always was


Seizures are so quick
Mine were the worst
I’m going to have to do something atomic
To kick the dead where it hurts


Always will be always was


And now that we’re are talking
How tough do you have to be?
To get free these days.
How much for a stroll on the highway?

Ever heard the story of Hammer Arm when he came to town?
They said the sight of him
And the streets would turn around
People spat out petrol and drank in sun
It was a weapon of choice
It was a day of fun


Always will be always was


What did it mean to teach the world how to be a world again
To teach the world about wonder and about peace
How to dream?

We kissed once
And we were legends
They couldn’t see us
Not at all

Take me to the new Church
The one with the swimming wall
I want to see it
See it all

We’ll take hold for a moment
We’ll seize control
Till there’s nothing left
Till there’s nothing more
One kiss to finish it
One kiss, that’s all

The war will run and hide
Either that or we’ll fly
And your peacefulness
Will be my bride


We’ll take hold for a moment
We’ll seize control
Till there’s nothing left
Till there’s nothing more
One kiss to finish it
One kiss, that’s all

Your smile shakes heaven from its high nest
Borders collapse and borders fall

One kiss and we were legends
One kiss, that’s all


We’ll take hold for a moment
We’ll seize control
Till there’s nothing left
Till there’s nothing more
One kiss, to finish it
One kiss, that’s all

Watching people on the bus
Thru windows
Talking to each other
And who do I talk to?
Just played music to a bar
And who did I sing to?

Because it’s night isn’t it?
There are lights everywhere
Rows and rows of lights
Colours flashing, signing
Like a giant lit up christmas tree on its side
And there’s no-one to talk to

A 3 minute fantasy will do
The removalist
Removed
I could go walking and not stop
Afraid I’d stop
Afraid of everything
Removed

A 3 minute fantasy
I’d put it all down for it

I watched the internet star
And what do I do?
But this isn’t doubt or disbelief
This is being sure
But with your lips sealed

Maybe just like heaven and the afterlife
It’s a fools wish
To speak with words
You mean
Even to yourself
Let alone somebody else

Here comes the crux
The lonely singular wish…
Don’t stop walking
Creating, collaging
Collecting, doubting
Posting, recording, believing
Writing, thinking
Typing, aiming and doing

A 3 minute fantasy
I’d put it all down for it

My sisters were saying they were getting into canned peaches again
Of all things

I was walking home at night
And there was a poster of a woman aged 37
Went missing in 2018
And an empty can of peaches was on the ground

I thought, how cold the world is
This ******* world
How a person can be nothing more
Than an empty can discarded
Out here, out no-where

I put a prayer on the moon tonight
That I care for something in this world
That I say I'm here and this is mine
And I won't let go

A garden against the nothingness
Care against the careless
Fire against the cold

Tomorrow’s land
Didn’t get away as quickly as it should have
History would catch up with it

The people who have seen things they shouldn’t have
The poor who think they are rich
And the rich who think they are poor
And where was it again?

Tell me lady, behind those strings beaded with oil
Tell me about things

Always will be always was
Original music, original love
And over and thru it
Flew the listening dove
And rocked the laughing rocks
One by one, we filled the aisles
Shoulder to shoulder
Still as young as we were
Only the world got older

The youth got on the tram
Passed the burning church of Notre Dame
Thru the winds of change
And over the seeds in the sleeping red soils that sprouted at night

Why are you so happy? I asked
I got hit in the head
And I still got up

He said I’ll teach the world how to be a world again
About wonder and about peace
I’ll teach the world how to dream

It was yesterday here, but tomorrow over there

Always will be always was
Original music, original love
And over and thru it
Flew the listening dove
And rocked the laughing rocks
One by one, we filled the aisles
Shoulder to shoulder
Still as young as we were
Only the world got older

I’ll craft an aeroplane
One to fly thru the  change
I want to get to that place
Hope is stitched into my brain
I don’t know who’s coming
But that’s where I’m going
Like nature and it’s symphony
There is an audience I can’t see

Always was, always will be

For my younger self I'd say
To not know everything is o.k.
Be you, you're special
You are you, there is no helping it
Be proud of you
And be suprised
Live your life, live your dreams

And for me now I'd say
Be you, you can see you are special
Just do you
Be suprised
Work towards your dreams
Keep going
You're doing great

There’s a mattress on the street outside the house
No-one wants to do anything about it

I’m like a Jenga Box
With a hole in the front to put the pieces in

Because I live in this house of housemates
All from somewhere else
All gone to look for something

When we finished Jenga,
I had to put the pieces in one by one
Thru the hole in the box
One by one

And so I’ve got to build in to build out
Understand what it’s about
I’ve got to build in to build out
Understand what it’s about

So when I go looking
I don’t leave things missing

Imagine the world loved you back
Imagine that

No scarcity, but generosity

And on that feeling of being trapped, pent-up
Imagine release...

Every child a prophet

I wont last long,  but my prayer will

If I have a son or a daughter, I'll call him or her
Prayer Book

Imagine the world loved you back
Imagine that

You were supported, your interests were looked out for
Your future
Imagine the people in it
Imagine the way we would work
Imagine the end of all wars
Imagine care
Imagine being there

Imagine the world loved you back
Imagine that

When I was young
I had two pencils and drew in two colours
I would stick them to the brick wall outside
And there they would stay
Until the wind blew them away

But the longing stays
Bittersweet
And just under
I wonder if it has a name?
If I said it, would it go away?

Is it the firm press of reality?
And why can my guitar still play it?
What will become of it?
I got a feeling it’s very important to me

The longing that stays
Bittersweet
Just under
I wonder if it has a name?
If I said it, would it go away?

Sometimes it’s like a deity
Sometimes it’s like broken light
Sometimes it’s like loneliness
Sometimes it’s feint
And sometimes it’s like truth

The longing that stays
Bittersweet
Just under
I wonder if it has a name?
If I said it, would it go away?

I was born on a Sunday,
But this happened on a Thursday

I was looking for words
So I went for a walk
Down to the corner

Tonight there would be songs
So I said I’d join

She spoke soft
Quiet
I was an orange amongst the apple trees

She wore camo pants
And you wouldn’t understand
Until she got up and sang

No-ones fool
She was a rebel with a cause
A rebel with a mind
The words to my Revolution song

She was only 17
She put her little hand in mine


We’ve been chasing those
Quiet wells

The mighty ones
The evergreen ones

With our searchlights
Lights that want to push walls with outstretched hands

It’s been a global fight, from inside
From the dawn and well into the night

Looking for peace, for god, for answers, reflections
For things that can’t be denied

So don’t even try


She wore camo pants
And you wouldn’t understand
Until she got up and sang

She was a rebel with a cause
A rebel with a mind
She was the words to my Revolution song

She was only 17
She put her little hand in mine

I was born on a Sunday,
But his happened on a Thursday

The heartland is a place of boundless love
Always was, always will be


He sat on the tram that screeched into the new world
Turning right, when so much was wrong

Like a youth, full of wonder, running against time
He shone like a new constellation
And we pinned our hopes on him


We said teach the world how to be a world again
Teach the world about wonder and about peace
Teach the world how to dream


I saw him before he died
I saw the keys at his side
And the doors he left open
While we had the world on our minds

He said it’s tomorrow over there
And yesterday over here
He had a mountain set in his eye
And with each encore
We sat in the aisles

He said I’ll teach the world how to be a world again
Teach the world about wonder and about peace
Teach the world how to dream

A prayer for Christchurch
A prayer for Islam
A prayer for the blind
Who can’t see
It’s love we need
Under all the skin
Deep

A prayer
For love
A prayer for me
A prayer
For the quiet Volcano under
the sea
Quiet as a mute

May you Rise
May you Reign
A prayer
Again and again

A prayer
A meditation
A Brainwave
Right for the mainframe

Right to peace
Walking in it’s sleep
A prayer
So that it may wake and speak

Turn the world
Shuffle it’s feet
A prayer
A golden leaf

The days of the crying faces
And the songs of tears are over
And I wake alone and lonelier than ever

My bravery is taken away
And I have nothing better to do

I’ve been wondering about for a while now
But it hit me today

Does that pain have a name?
Will I see something similar or the same?

The characters in my play
Know where to stand
And plot is getting cliche’d

But I have to see it one more time

I have to see the way we were so lonely and forgotten

The way we cried together
The way we lived thru it together

We knew the songs, they were so sad
Because they were so real

Because it was painful
Because it was all we had

Because that pain, I do know it’s name
Because that won’t change

I’m here, far away, I’m here today

I am standing in your sunshine
And no I don’t want to say goodbye
Today I saw a man crying and so was I
For the death, for the death of sunshine

So how we gonna do this properly
So how we gonna we??
Thru the streets, thru the countries
Thru the mountains over the seas

Really how are we gonna do this properly

Properly, properly, properly

You know what I’m talking about
I know you know what I’m talking about


I am a man standing in your sunshine
And no I don’t want to say goodbye
In fact I want to say it’s time
It’s time
It’s time
It’s time

To do this properly

So many oddballs and odd-bits in this city
Sworn to secrecy
Torn out single pages
Littering the streets
Something in common

They are everywhere
Did you see what I just saw?
Where will we all go?
Peddling alone on our bikes
Thru the streets
Passed the houses
To our rooms

You could catch us for a second
Looking all stupid
But you’d never get us really
Don’t be stupid

So many oddballs and odd-bits in this city

Legs so short
They don’t touch the ground
Waiting for the bus
And listening to the sound

Of kissing your soul
Star shaped
And soppy wet
As if my heart melt
Yes I felt


These plastic telephones
Bad reception on a good day
And I’m in a major city what the hell

Singin down a tin can, with a string thru a hole

I want to kiss your soul
I want to kiss your soul


How long will it take
And how many lips will I have to kiss to get to you?
What will be the calendar month?
Mark it in for me
I’m here on satellite, way below

Waiting on your call
All illuminated and lonely
If my soul had a colour
What would it be?


Singin down a tin can, with a string thru a hole

I want to kiss your soul
I want to kiss your soul



She kicked that can
It hit me in the head
It left a mark, spared me death
I ran out of breath
And for a minute there was quiet

Then the bus came
And off she went
I pulled out my worn out itinerary
That had the answers to everything

Then I sang down a tin can, with a string thru a hole

I want to kiss your soul
I want to kiss your soul

I had in mind
That when we were together
Re-united
That it would be a certain way
The pictures
Touch and feel
And when we were
It simply wasn't

I was who I was now
As real as dream
And I couldn't discount
My eyes came into focus

The only way was forward
New love to make
New dreams to chase
Grow and change

I'm not the same as I was yesterday
She has nothing to say to me
I'm a million miles away
Here now and today

You can call me dream
You can call me reality
I've got two hands and two feet
And a heart that beats

The only way was forward
New love to make
New dreams to chase
Grow and change

Where is my girl
Who likes touch and poems
And watching the world
Rushing thru the trees
Pushing against the windows
Roaring under the night
Somewhere in the distance
She’ll let me
But she won't
Where is my girl
Who likes touch and poems

Who’ll push my shoulder
Hard up on my knees
Curl and pull under my fingers
Forearm over her eyes
She’ll let me
But she won't
Where is my girl
Who likes touch and poems

At midnight
You watching from your door
I’m out into the night
Forevermore

The sound of crickets
Fills the sky
It’s wide
And full of stars

I walk with you
In the corner of my eye
Until
You are no longer in sight

Your door was wide
And so were your eyes

At midnight
You watching from your door
I’m out into the night
Forevermore

My name around the house is Mr. mushroom

Cause I’m always cooking mushrooms

Salt and pepper mushrooms

Squealing in a pan

You’re vegan and you don’t like mushrooms?

I don’t understand


Looking like a lizard, chewing on stringy hallucinogens

Or classy and tall floating in your soup

Or rich like truffles

Or frilly like flowers that kiss each other


Growing in bark, growing on trees

Growing in fields with no strawberries.

I met a mushroom picker one time, real nice guy

Was his trade, did it all day.

Squealing in a pan

My sister said when it comes to cooking mushrooms, I’m the man.

Don’t get all imaginative on me, and start breading and crumbing

Just doesn’t do.

Just the nice robust standard cups, at your local super market,  or sometimes those portabellos

Get them sweating like scalps in the heat!

Torture them with black pepper, fingernails on blackboards!

Then sunburn them in sea salt, crisping around the eyes like a vagabond child

Don’t let ‘em escape!

Mushrooms clouds, over the reef, think about them in your sleep.

Serve with rice or toast with a coffee or tea,

It’s Mushrooms for me.

Let me push this sorry thing
Over the edge

Curled up
With messages of love
That will fan out
Over the world
As he tumbles to the sea

Because today will never happen again


Let me feel the tingling in my feet
And the sweat in my palms

I think I could sing a thousand psalms
All about ghosts in machines
But then you’d never see

That it was me
On two feet
And it was my love
Still nervous, and still free
That made the leap

Let me push this sorry thing over the edge

(Yeah, my love, my love, my love)

Working to see one frame at a time
Mine
A singular flame
Can make a world of change!

Cos there's a whole lot of anger around my legs
I can feel it sometimes
That can't be good for flight
It's a fight

Working
On getting it right
Up on high, each time
Counting wins, 1 2 3...

Hey sister
You’ve been shouting
And I can just hear you
Now

I’m looking for your brother
Have you seen him around?
He wouldn’t let this go down

Hey sister
You’ve been shouting
And I can just hear you
Now

Do you ever feel like
You could just pop off an die
Sometimes?

Well you should