This new shell
I've made, made as big as the world

It feels hollow inside
I try to fill it up with words, songs
And pictures

It shines, gets bigger everytime

Where will I take it?

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

Shipwrecks
And Shipwrecks
Within Shipwrecks

Everything was everywhere
It all passed thru my
Eye
My retina unflinching

But where was the water?
That made each the same
And apart
And put the ship back together again?

Is there a place
Where strangers become friends?
Where eyes look innocent again?
I think we could start from there

It scared me how far it had gone...
How important it is to be brave today
To have a light in the dark

How bright it has become

In amongst the Shipwrecks
And Shipwrecks
Within Shipwrecks

I think I get it now
I remember when I was so sad
Sitting up slowly in bed
And she saw me from the door
She ran over
And saddled me smiling

And I was sitting up slowly
Again
The same way
When I was watching
My workmate
And the way old Tom talked to her
And she was watching me
She was sitting up slowly in bed too

Thankyou Tom in a way
Thankyou for letting us see each other
We
Who sit up slowly in bed

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

Smile you beautiful thing

Don’t beat it up, don’t make it black and blue
There’s a house to build
And it needs you

There’s sunshine thru your room
It makes for a glorious mood
The world feels
Soft and new


Here’s a song for the fishes the trees and skies
And smiles everywhere
A new cool
And old school
Sunshine thru your room
And distant traffic


Sunshine thru your soul
Squares on the wall that don’t move
Diving shapes
Floating dust
Have you ever watched the sunshine through your room?

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

Everybody knows the ship is sinking
It’s just that somewhere it isn’t

I’m stepping off one island
Onto another
Reaching and feeling
Hanging in the air
So I just wanted to record some things here

I remember those spaces
When we use to sleep as a trio
In our parents room
The eucalypt humidifier going

Having mum rub Vicks on my chest
Closing my eyes
Enduring still
The completeness of her hand
Pressing down on every nerve

My sister on the red bucket
Playing drums
And me on the Tuba
Calling out music-less directions

Those spaces in my memory
Fruitful magic places
Alive and sunken
Whole, ethereal

I bought an easel for my sister
My father said I was rich
How I wish to be that rich again
My leg hanging in the air
Moving off an island...

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

It was the mystery of sadness
And the way it had made us
As it played against the day
That made me realise
I had come a long way

And still

I watched without seeing
And kissed without kissing

My sister had made the world over
And they wrote mythologies about my brother
But this wasn't their story

I fell down so easily
Like a wall made of cheap material
That all I could do was give it up
Let go
Surrender
Surrender

It's a mystery
Of who painted those elephants
In Technicolour
Young and old

Let the mystery live on
Alive as it is now

Who did it?
Asked the young lady
Whose painting tattoos my skin
Shining a light over my dying mind

Till death do us part
Let the mystery live on

God
I know you provide in this life of mine
This path

I don't know if you're name's Abraham
Whether you're black white green yellow or blue
But it's true

**** said, not everything you want
But what you need

I believe

Thankyou

Thankyou for my life too

With a torchlight in her hand
She's coming to set fire to this land

The streets and shop signs
Are lying naked and cool tonight

The world is dancing
Moving slow
I just know

The defective machine
Pondered the high beams
Of the building that stood
Thru years of heavy rain and shine

It still breathed and felt
And had care for
Everything that was there

Was there a part in you
Defective too?
I'm not talking about the endless
Madness of mankind
Or maybe I am

But when I shine a light thru
This stencil, what pattern comes up?
It's important that I shine
I may be a defective machine, but even if it
Is only for me to see, to feel, to inhibit

The cogs of time and eternity turn together
But not simultaneously
Endless resources are at my disposal
Networks of underground cables

Signing off
Etching the rock

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

A flower is bright because it is
The morning sky says good morning in blue and orange because it does
The afternoon light slants thru the window because it does
The half moon rises above the roof because it does
The moonlight stretches across the floor because it does
And music sings because it does

I open my mouth wide
And there are things that are long finished
They are taking up space
They are taking up today

But the flower is still bright
Bright as a sailing flag
And the morning sky says good morning
The afternoon light slants thru the window
The half moon rises above the roof
The moonlight stretches across the floor
And music sings because it does

The water on the river shimmers because it does
The coral in ocean blooms because it does
The bird in the sky turns circles because he does
The trees stand and breath because they do
The rain falls because she does
And music sings because it does

The great wall diminishes
I can walk over it
With my head in the clouds
And the door stays wide open
Because it does

Each day a year

Away from you

The love that brought me back



Outsaw me

Ran me out

Gave to me

More than I could myself



It's snowing this morning

Primavera is on my lips

The new day

And magic


I'm laughing

Creeping across the dark

I'm forever grateful

Now I can see


Each day a year

Away from you

The love that brought me back



Outsaw me

Ran me out

Gave to me

More than I could myself

I had a strange dream the other night
It was about a talking horse
Who was very musical
She was dark, black, and she talked like it was the most normal thing

There was a scene of her clapping to the waves of the ocean while she sat on a cliff
And she spoke of music's connection to God
Just simply and truthfully

She was shot by a group of boys
When she jumped into a swimming pool
16 shots in total

Maybe something of the old dreams have died
It's the end
And we are on the other side
Now we can be free
Not a moment too soon

Bloom without ropes that bind
But with dance
With water
With being
With truth

Maybe something of the old dreams have died
The cavernous shell
Is cast aside
The world is bigger still
It didn't wait
And it wont

Your memories have tied you in remembrance
You can't deny the hollowness of your life
The distance of it

It's time to find your truth
To be selfish
To not want to be the world
But to be here

Maybe something of the old dreams have died
And die they will again
Like they are meant to

I'm peering with a new silence
A discerning silence
I wait for sound

Dreams are coming and going
Up and down the shore

What is it to commit to freedom
To allow it, to be it?
What would happen?
If you'd let it be?

What would you lose?
What would you find?

On the opposite side
Of freedom?

The theorists
The atheists
Salvation, the war
What's going on?
Love and good vibes
**** and plastic gloves
Dream homes
Foxes in the garden

The monarch
Black women crying after bad news
The transvestite who walked you home
Aliens and cleopatra's throne

Sport cars, homelessness
Class wars, north and south of the river
Rhythm and dance
Humanity and kindness

Fine clothes
Darwinism, the big bang
5G, netflix and chill
Well worn doors, heirlooms
Green grass

Kissing
Roadworks
Abandoned buildings
Crane dare devils
Adrenaline

Baby talk
Baby speak
Ice-cream mountains
Rabbit, habbit, I've had it!

Awe of a generation
Death in a family
Ancient texts
Who's next?

Meditation
Looking after yourself
Good health
The uncontrollable
The simultaneous
The earth's population
Providence
Headaches and sore bones
Swollen ankles
White wine and wheelchairs

Cigarettes in the morning
Uselessness
The game
Will it ever be the same?

Mum's cooking
Getting head in the late night bar
Colonisation
Genocide
People and peace
Correcting wrongfulness
The downward falling knife
Good and evil
And the upward turning sword

A black girl
A white girl
Bali passion
2 at a time
And the long rolling oddball

Videos of your nieces and nephews
The grave
The cave
Home
And the change

The profound
The dumb
The round
Nutrition and junk food
Fresh air
Skin cells and hair

Only the poor still have a soul
Only the poor still know how to talk with it
I'll have to figure out a way to be a poor man with money

If you ever want to love me
I just want you to know
That there is a hole in my heart

When my dad died I didn’t go to the funeral
It wasn’t the pandemic
It was the hole

My younger sister organised everything
I did nothing
When I went back my other sister
Showed me where the grave was
I said God Bless him, and off he went

I went back another time to the grave but I couldn’t find it

If you ever want to love me
I just want you to know
That there is a hole in my heart

And it worries me
How deathly it is
How in control it is

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

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

It was something a friend said
A passing idea that you could give yourself to
There were waves of change
So I go up early in the morning, like a kite off the floor

They were putting waves in boxes
In other parts of the world
But I could be only here
Living my life

As if this were the only time this has ever happened
We lifted our eyes and raised our hands
And tried to feel for the spaceship of revolution
Battling every kind of crippling resistance

I’ve never been here before
Same here I replied
The first few words of truth spoken in years

I could still break like a stick every day
But I wanted to make it true, and I could
To shake myself up like a cocktail
Of Kings and Queens and everyone in between
Of Beggars and Dregs
Of Blue Skies and White Streaked Fuselage

There's Something in the Air

There's sunshine thru my room
And the year is nearly done
I wish I had a song
About the sunshine thru my room

Shining on me
Mixing with my waking mood
Shining thru my soul

Ebbing and flowing on a dial
The sound of a plane
A car
Yawning
The sun turning up again

The very distant sound of traffic
On Green Lanes
The sun on my hand
Have you ever watched
The sunshine thru your room?

Making squares on your wall that don't move?

Kaleidescoping shiny dust particles

Soft and new
And crispy too

There's sunshine thru my room

I went talking to people
Talking to people from everywhere

Even if the world was run by muscle and war
Lies and corruption
Even if it was unjust and wrong, founded by animals
Even if the people were separated, afraid and cynical of each other
And even if everything was instant and unnatural
We still went looking for the soul of man
Like looking for angels in your soup

I left home and came back
And I said I couldn't find it
There was disappointment in my sister's eyes
She spoke in many places, races and faces
Was I still looking for the soul of man?

And the stress grew
The world got harsher
More separate
More afraid
And still the newly conscripted in their already worn gear still bright
With torchlights and walkie talkies
And dreams strapped across their chests
Went looking for the soul of man

Like an eye is meant for seeing, a mouth for speaking
You can't escape it
Everywhere I went
People were looking for the soul of man

The point of inflection
The knife edge
For or against

The young genius was right
Sort this
And you'll be good

That's where I am

For so long I wanted to be a kind of saviour
But I'm the one who needs saving
And I'm the only one to do it

That monstrous sound outside
I thought it was a psychopath
Imitating a metal crow
But it was a morning handyman

The point of inflection
The knife edge
For or against

The young genius was right
Sort this
And you'll be good

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

Today's magic word was God
As I set off for work at the pool
The moon showing the beginnings of a smile

I looked at all these people
And what was it?
Day in day out?

When we were young,
I saw God in everyone
Then he/she/it, slipped away from me

Today I thought about the workers
The parents
The world and the heartlessness

And I thought that God must be dedicated
God must be dedication
To something
Day in day out

There were goals,
And then there were goals

God must be dedicated
I thought to myself
As I looked and thought about us all
The moon smiling still

God must be dedicated
And so I thought
I dedicate myself
To this
To what I do and how I live

And somewhere in it
God would be visible

It is to know
Isn't it? To know
Exactly where you are
And what you are doing
But that is impossible
What do I remember hearing it called
"Honest Doubt"
Vilifying honest doubt
As if it were wrong
Because in terms of absolutes
1's and 2's
Doubt is too alive and real

Well in that case, I am full
Of doubt
I am real
Alive
Effortlessly
This I know

I see it now
What it is to make a beautiful thing
Thankyou for everything


In every fabric
In every book
In every toy and tool
In every meal

In the walls
In the garden
In the curtains
In the cupboards and cabinets

I see it now
What it is to make a beautiful thing
Thankyou for everything

What it is to make a house
A country
A future
A life

In all its detail
With love and dreams
Of peaceful oceans and communities

I still want to save the world too you know
Maybe I will be the worlds first real rock star

I see it now
What it is to make a beautiful thing
Thankyou for everything

Truth,
I was there
When you were leaving on the air of my breath
Mixing with the vibrations in my throat
With the ideas in my heart
Into speech

I was there in real time
Connecting with surrounding minds
That nodded with recognition
Touching
Watching

Truth,
I’ve been away for some time
I’m putting words together on which to walk
But for them, I’m a drifter

Truth,
I’m onto you, returning to you
Sniffing like a hound

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

2 is a good time to go to bed
3 is two late
And 4 you might as well stay up to see the sun

I feel like a thick residue
Smoked membranes, gasping slow

I'm leaving standing up like clear glass
To another day

The cold grey sky
Coming in like clouds thru my window
Is leaving my eyes crusty
And overheated with thought

Someone gently crack my skull open like an egg
**** my brain up thru a straw
And mix the skin and muscle of my back with soda water

It's time to take it easy

It was my first week in the underground
I tapped the girl in the black dress on the shoulder
Pointing at my train booklet, I asked for directions
In the rush of people she quickly directed me
"Always from behind?"
She said boldly, sistering me
She could tell
I didn't look into her eyes
And I carried on my way

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

I liked the way she rode the waves
They were waves on different seas
Places I’ve never been

And I could tell she was expert
The way she pushed and pulled
And the way watching her
Made it seem easy

I want to see her again
And to show her
The waves around here

She looked me straight in the eye
When we said goodbye
She said come out little boy
From wherever it is you hide

This world is a wide place
With many magical things
Guitar players from the time of Abraham
And waves
Waves
Waves

New words

I pray you come
From wherever you come
On music
On waves
Who is to say?

All I can do is prepare and be ready

The cat ate the letter b
On my keyboard
What can I be without the letter b?

We'll see

What a beautiful memory
She'd come to find me
To sort that out
Her little boy storming off in anger
That terracotta courtyard
Under a blue sky
Just to laugh and smile
And set the day right

What's wrong is right
It's life
If it's alright, it's alright

I’d say I was like a kite
Blowing up and down
Living inside music
Which has no walls to hold
So where am I going?
What will I do?

I miss the sound of magpies
Singing in the morning
It goes right thru to your bones
I want to fly like those guys
All the way home

This isn’t a place for me
To be alone,
It’s a luxury
Not a home

I’ve got to go home
I’ve got to get on the road
Close my eyes
And listen to the wheels
As they turn and go

How many times
Have I seen you and fled?


But now
I’m ready and waiting
Like a lion
In the grass

Where are you?

Taking some colour in Spain?

Running a restaurant in France?

Spelling your name with a silent letter?

Dancing like linen in the sun?

Moving your body with intelligence


Where are your eyes?

Mine are ready this time

To explode

To travel time


Ready and waiting like a lion in the grass

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

Why has no-one ever felt me?
Am I a plague?
Won’t anyone say?

It really hasn’t dried up
That well to make the ocean
Look like a puddle

Am I lost in the lie?
Is it pride?
Is that what you’d like to hear?
Did I finally go mad
Out of reach
Made it to the top of the mountain
Upon which to preach?

Why has no-one ever felt me?
Or is that stuff
Just make believe?

Am I too much?
Am I too little?
An atom in a universe
Multi-coloured skittle

To be honest
I know as much as you do
As to why
No-one has ever felt me

I've been spread thin over toast
Ready to eat
Will my mind and body ever meet?
Who is there to blame?
Will I see that smile again?
Show me the way
Open your gates