I lie in a half prone position
Waiting for the debate to end
The start of the road to perdition
Earlier I spoke to a friend

She told me, she'd like me to see her
When she's not feeling so low
I don't know the right things to tell her
It's cowardly of me, I know

I brought her last night to the doctor
Waiting an hour or two
The nurses were calm and so kindly
But I still don't know what I can do

I told her be brave and be honest
I touched her, the back of her neck
She flinched cause she's been violated
She whispers, a hushed, slienced wreck

Do I help her because that I love her
Or is it more selfish than that?
Do I help her because I dream of her
Alone with me inside my flat?

The nighttime is getting much colder
Autumn comes early this year
Do I help her because that I love her?
Or is it I can't stand her tears?

Where are you? And where is home?
Are you with friends? Or all alone?
I seek the Lord, to make him pray
For happy endings, and brighter days

No, oh no no, every day is a day I learn.

I wait for you, beneath blue skies
I tell myself that I don't mind
When will it end, this appetite
To ***** up things, I know are right?

No, oh no no, every day is a day I learn

And I'm not trying to say nothing
I'm just kinda wondering, how you been
If it's a game then it's hard to play
If you could see me now,
Oh what you'd say.

No, oh no, every day is a day I learn.

A ****** field, your house on fire
The world is old, and full of liars
And there you are, so here I go
I don't know much, and don't it show

No, oh no no, every day is a day I learn.

And I'm not trying to say nothing
I'm just kinda wondering, how you been
If it's a game then it costs a lot to play
If you could see me now,
Oh what you'd say.

No, oh no, every day is a day I learn.
No, oh no, every day is a day I learn.

I don't know why I go on anymore
My head's on the pillow
My brain's out the door
Crazy man, cell block 3 0 19
Shouting out nonsense
And blasphemy

I look to the West and it's lately a storm
I look to the West and it's lately a storm

People, oh people, why do you cry?
You see falling buildings
You think we'll all die
But look to your history
The reasons the ryhmes
Don't believe popular
And current lies

I look to the West and its lately a storm
I look to the West and its lately a storm

I don't trouble, no I don't want pain
But I don't want religion,
I think it's insane
I don't believe scriptures
I think it's all lies
The truth's in the look
In a new child's eyes

I look to West and it's lately a storm
I look to the west and it's lately a storm

Once more
Again
From the Dark
As the Sun Rises
I Find Myself
Alone but Surrounded
Surrendered but Proud
Shrouded in Hurt
But Open in Heart

This new Day
Comes at Last
To Warm my Cheeks
And Ease my Heart
Pain Fades
As Hope Rises
Perhaps this is as it
Is Meant to Be

I do not know
I am only a Man
But one looking at the Sun
And not the Ground
Muscles Relax
Tensions Ease
Resentments Fade Away
In Truth is Hope Born
God Bless the Rising Sun

As I fell upstairs
last evening
I don't know
why, i couldn't
Stand up straight,
but I wasn't drunk

I was crashing around,
like the lost soul
That I seem to have become
A ghost who lives
in between this life
And an early grave
Full of sorrow
Full of pain

An absence of dust
in an un-aired room
a shade against
the lighted window
at evening

I only pay attention to
My dreams now
However mundane
Or strange they are
My life is too full of hurting
to contemplate much

What has become of me?
I cannot say for
I do not know
Only that I am
Bereft of hope
And there are things
worse than death

I see others' living
and despair
That I will ever know
such things
Again.

I was standing on a rock
In a barren place
Waiting, for sleep
Waiting for pity
Praying for empathy

Sleep is my best friend now
Nightly slumber
Eagery anticipated
A few pages of a book
To occupy a
Troubled mind

It takes me away
From the barren place
That is life
In a moment
Of pain,
Longing

As I sip my cappuchino in a bar
In the north

The heart of The North
I think about the past

Of how it has come to be
Like this, tamed, no longer

A place of conflict
Just animosity

So strange to me
Ireland but not as I know it

Strange flags fly
On the roadside

Of Batallions,
And identities

All strangers to me
Then I see a tricolour

To remind me
This is Ireland too

It's still home, but not
Like my southern repose

The other funny thing is
I kinda like it here