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