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Exiles

Now in this faraway land
Strange that the palms of my hands
Should be damp with expectancy
Spring, and the air's turning mild
City lights and the glimpse of a child
Of the alleyway infantry
Friends - do they know what I mean?
Rain and the gathering green
Of an afternoon out of town
But lord I had to go
The trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this better life
Has brought a different understanding
And from these endless days
Shall come a broader sympathy
And though I count the hours
To be alone's no injury
My home was a place by the sand
Cliffs and a military band
Blew an air of normality

Tonk

Entering the pattern
Template for escape
Engaged in a transition
From the trembles to the shakes
Holding in the pattern
Dragged up by the nape

Habit like a doctrine
Where mechanics are all staid
When the rail's become a deep rut
Best start breaking some taboos
Dazed, walking hand in hand
Through the clobbering machine
Lost without a clue
Re-entering the pattern
The final escapade
The cycle flies right off to the deep end
Free flow thoughts to fade

Slippy Side [Instrumental]

Cakes [Instrumental]

This Is Your Life

Let's have a guilty party
Come as you are this year
Colour your perfect stranger
Rainbows are made out of tears
Life is a rare disorder
Can't get your heart insured

Two falmes at every candle
Red shows still asking for more
From party to party
And stranger to stranger
A tattoo of bluebirds,
A shipwreck, an angel
The darker the pain,
The more stars in the night

For a child on the beach,
In the rain, singing...
This is your life
This carousel, this is your life
Man and woman spin the knife
There ain't much time
To get up a head of steam
Shakin' the crumbs out of a bed of dreams
Love gets in your eyes
This is your life, this is your life
Promised a quiet crossing

Promised the great excape
Promised a go at Heaven
Hell of a queue at the gate
Suspected of moonlight
Convicted of laughter
Alone on the hill
With your soul well gone after

When all's said and done
Water's sweeter than wine

Just one go down the slide
For the ride of your life
Way to go... this is your life
Man and woman spin the knife
There ain't much time
To get up a head of steam
Shakin' the crumbs
Out of a bed of dreams
Love gets in your eyes
This is your
Lesson bell
This is your life
Man and woman spin the knife
There ain't much time
To get up a head of steam
Shakin' the crumbs
Out of a bed of dreams
Love gets in your eyes
This is your life, this is your life
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor
Rich man, poor man,
Beggarman, thief

Fast [Instrumental]

Troppo

There's a strangeness on the block
Shifting movement in half light
Around the bend
Boxing 5 o'clock
Sequence stumbles into sequence
Through a waking state of wailing walls

Feel the tension in the eyes
Hooded for the strike
Glissade behind
Tiptoeing, take the stride
The roulette wheel spins direction
To the moment that the next step brings
Feel the future in the eyes
A sudden shift in the light
The shadows are still
The instinct's to survive
Breath sharpened into hard prayer
Lost life last movement gone
Les jeux sont fait

Hero [Instrumental]