Wasn't many days ago .
we were weaving in the mills .
they called our names .
ten at a time .
and taught us ******* .
see that young girl crying .
standing on the shore .
turn around and wave boys .
you'll see her face no more

Sent as rats with thin tin hats .
mow us down in rows .
here we go together boys .
we've no time left to grow .
see that young girl crying .
standing on the shore .
blow a kiss goodbye boys .
you wont kiss her anymore .

Taken from the mill towns .
left face down in the blood .
we never dreamed we'd die boys .
but others knew we would .
see that young girl waving .
standing on her own .
turn around and wave boys .
we wont be coming home .

Before we all go over boys .
one thing they never said .
they'll carve our names .
ten at a time .
among our brothers , dead .
see that girl upon the shore .
slowly turning round .
she'll soon be standing next to you .
laying flowers on the ground ..

Here she comes for a short while ,
i feel that love again ,
she's just passing through ,
with no concern ,
about how long the sun burns .

Bobby was a dog ,
short and wispy golden brown ,
muddy fur ,
he went everywhere ,
we went ,
we went everywhere ,
he went .

Bobby was a dog ,
he'd wait all day ,
until we were free ,
from schools ,
and rules ,
and grown up fools ,
to swim in waters ,
clear and free .

Bobby was a dog ,
a loyal friend ,
taught me a love ,
i'll always defend ,
we had nothing together ,
save cuts and laughs ,
fears and tears .

Bobby was a dog ,
everyone knew ,
if he was there ,
we were too .
Bobby was a dog ,
my friend you see ,
we buried him together ,
my brother and me .

Buddha was drunk in the park ,
Having a Lark ,
The Lark didn't mind ,
It thought he was kind ,
watching the kites ,
Feeling alright .

all i can say is all i'm allowed to say .
all i can do ,
is to be done ,
i have a picture ,
bleached by the Sun ,
i'm coming back for you ,
i know where to find you ,
waiting for today ...

all i can see is all i'm shown ,
all i can have has been had ,
i have a memory ,
weathered by time ,
i'm coming home for you ,
i know where to find you ,
waiting for today .

where in the world did it go ?
the value of gold ,
the value of water ,
Summer caught flu
and i am left looking.
The joker left town ,
searching for trade ,
because one fallen bough ,
changed the whole tree ,
each leaf is different ,
except it's journey to ground .

give me a long coat ,
i'll win a speed boat ,
winning the races ,
wind in our faces ,
show me a winner then ,
take her to dinner then ,
give her my long coat ,
when her heart goes cold .

one day , one dawn ,
will come for all ,
the dew of truth ,
drips from the branches ,
which claw at the sky ,
the tree of  deceit ,
each sunrise is the first ,
there is no yesterday .

got some news today ,
the devil said 'yes' ,
got permission to get lost ,
in a data wilderness .

i saw a number today ,
eight hundred words ,
showing more than ,
eight hundred feelings ,
come and look with me ,
dancing on sentences ,
music will join us ,
later .

water falls at the end of land ,
i love it with patience ,
wasting my time ,
i never see the whole rainbow ,
when the sun is on my back ,
before me , a shadow ,
made by the light .

still green waves
carry cattle nowhere ,
tarmac scars
divide the wealth ,
use the phone
it's quicker than silence ,
generations mirror
morphed by fashion
believing it's new ,
forests leave stubble ,
the sun
begins the dance again ,
i have a smile .

cathedrals casting shadows on the ground ,
the light is getting lower ,
Fingers reaching out for water ,
The river is dry .
So you'll have to hide yours tears ,
Til the clouds bring your friend .

i didn't like the picture ,
so i broke the frame ,
the picture , like my dislike ,
was totally unframed .