Baa baa black sheep
Is it really fair
For anyone to judge you
By the colour of your hair

Baa baa black sheep
It really isn’t fair
To come upon this world
Inside the dragon’s lair

Baa baa black sheep
You didn’t have a choice
You’re deep down in the machinery
And it’s drowning out your voice.

A spider weaves its trap
Spinning till it's dizzy
A leggy little chap
Not just the bees out beeing busy.
We learn our lessons well
Persevere or burn in hell
And when the wind is high
Snap, or learn to fly
The mother sees it all
The paths are laid to fall
Knowing where's the way
Listen and she'll say.

I stand here waiting as the river rushes by
Contemplating while clouds drift in the sky
The engine idles, the traffic speeds on past
Frozen in the moment before life’s icy blast

The spring’s wound down
The battery’s gone flat
No money in the meter
Only dregs left in the vat

Those restless waters never question why
And there’s freedom in the clouds for those that learn to fly
Wisdom piles up on the shores of broken dreams
Empty promises dashed and lashed to smithereens

The river rushes by
White noise fills my ears
Clouds drift in the sky
I rue the passing years.

I’ve been thinking all my life
To think I’m thinking still
It’s taken me all of this time
To sit and think
And now I think I always will

Darkness is in everything
It’s in the setting sun
Darkness is an opposite
A beginning
For when the day is done.

I’ve been thinking all about this
I think I’ve thought it out
Once it’s thought
Then it’s there
Of that there is no doubt

Eternity’s a lover
A friend who comes to stay
Eternity’s a place to go
To persist
And fix the break of day

You’d think a thought was prisoner
A captive of the mind
But it seems it’s fluid  
And insatiable
Though often hard to find

I’ve been thinking this all over
Mulling it about
Thinking this in buckets
On beaches
Kicking it about

One day thought bubbles
Will burst inside the sky
Torn on clouds of negativity
When thoughts are nil
And our thinking has run dry.

The days roll by one by one
No sooner here than they're gone
Propelled it seems by an invisible force
Flashing by like a riderless horse.

Never lost nor out the sun
Never here but never gone
Never washed nor spun around
Never lifted off the ground

The days roll by like clouds in the sky
Slaves to the wind as they flutter and fly
Driven past by the hand of time
Through the midnight hour when all bells chime

Never lost nor out the race
Never in nor out of place
Never alter nor stray off course
Never falter from its source.

Copper nails
And coloured sails
Peppering the view
Party hats
And whisky vats
Appearing from the blue
Fireworks
And dancing Turks
Scarlet ribbons too
Speeding cars
And chocolate bars
Once the cuckoo flew.