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 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

Now's the time for a calm mind
Fair enough then
No fissures, no cracks
No lying
I'll step over lines
Let it leak outside

Now's the time for a calm mind
No overdrive
No overtime
I don't like lying
I don't like trying

I've had enough
I'll step over buildings

Now's the time for a calm mind
An ancient chime
Don't have to be nobody else this time
Trust me
I'm worthy
Naturally

Now's the time for a calm mind

Cheap Thrills
For my paper thin will
I need something
That'll do me a great deal of ill

Oh, sitting on a sill
Waiting for the sun
To shine
Like a visionary ****

Dashing
Accurate
No messing around
No time now

Cheap thrills
Let me smile
The skin off my face
Play drums
On my brain mash

Then I'll get to meditating
Sun bathing
Watch the fronds
Grow furry and healthy

Oh, sitting on a sill
Waiting for the sun
To shine
Like a visionary ****

Liars, thieves, cheats and bullies
There's a big price to pay being human
Being cool's ok though

Fly Jailbird Fly
Because my wings are broken
And my sight is weak

Fly thru the skies
And over the tides

Out of my hands
And out of my control

Give me dreams
Make them bigger than they seem

Everybody’s after you
Everybody wants you

Fly Jailbird Fly

Baby Mamas with their prams
Eating up wonderland
Dropping bits of food everywhere
Under their chairs

Laughing like schoolgirls
Flustered red
Bits of food
For non-believers
And the un-anointed
Are scarce

Clogging toilets with diapers
Dispensing waste
At an alarming rate

How much for a wonderland?
In the sky
Red marker
Rise and rise
White tissue
Go from white to brown
Bits of pea and chicken
Falling down
  (all together now)
    Bits of pea and chicken
      Falling Down

How much for a trip to wonderland
With a cushioned seat
Padded headrest
And comfy feet?

Eat

A wonderland in the sky
The market is on the rise
The ground is black
And the clouds are white

Every minute
Clouds gather spin and rise
The Earth looks small
Falling behind

How much for wonderland
Up in the sky?