I look down, hearing the sounds of the things you've said today
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
mercyless the magistrate turns round, frowning
and who's the fool who wears the crown
go down in your own way
and every day is the right day
and as you rise above the fear-lines in his crown
you look down, hearing the sound of the faces in the crowd
You never walk alone, you never walk alone
walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
and you never walk alone, you never walk alone
SAN TROPEZ
As I reach for a peach, slide a ride down
behind a chauffeur in San Tropez
breaking a stick with a brick on the sand
riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan
sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness
scratched by the sand that fell from my love
keeping my dreams and I still hear her calling
if you're alone, I'll come home
Backward and homebound, a pigeon, a dove
gone with the wind, the rain on an airplane
owning a home with no silver spoon
I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon
sooner than wait for a break in the weather
I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together
speeding away on the wind to a new day
if you're alone, I'll come home
And I pause for a while by a country style
and listen to the things they say
digging the gold in a hole in my hand
hoping the good, take a look at the way things end
and you're leading me down to a place by the sea
I hear your soft voice calling to me
making a date for Rita Pavone
if you're alone, I'll come home
SEAMUS
I was in the kitchen
Seamus, that's the dog, was outside
well I was in the kitchen
Seamus, my own hound, was outside
well you know the sun was sinking slowly
and my own hound-dog sat right down and cried
ECHOES
Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air
and deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves
the echo of a distant time comes billowing across the sand
and everything is green, the sun beneath
and no one showed us to the land
and no one knows the where's or the why's
but something stares and something tries
and starts to climb towards the land
Strangers passing in the street by chance to separate closes meet
and I am you and what I see is me
and do I take you by the hand and lead you through the land
and help me understand the best I can
and no one calls us to the dawn
and no one forces down our eyes
and no one speaks and no one tries
no one flies around the sun
Cloudless everyday you fall upon my waking eyes
inviting and insighting me to rise
and through the window in the wall
come streaming in on sunlight wings
a million bright ambassadors of morning
and no one sings me lullabies
and no one makes me close my eyes
so I throw the windows wide
and crawl to you across the sky
Relics ‘71
‘71
ARNOLD LAYNE
Arnold Layne had a strange hobby
collecting clothes, moonshine washing lines
they suit him fine
On the wall hung a tall mirror
distorted view, see through, baby blue
he got it
Oh Arnold Layne, it's not the same
it takes two to know, two to know, two to know, two to know
why can't you see
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne
Now he's caught a nasty sort of person
they gave him time, doors bang chaingang
he hated
Arnold Layne, Arnold Layne
Arnold Layne,
Arnold Layne
don't do it again
SEE EMILY PLAY
Emily tries but misunderstands
she's often inclined to borrow
somebody's dreams till tomorrow
There is no other day
let's try it another way
you'll loose your mind and play
free games today
see Emily play
Soon after dark Emily cries
gazing through trees in sorrow
hardly a sound till tomorrow
Put on a gown that touches the ground
float on a river
for ever and ever
Emily, Emily
PAINT BOX
Last night I had too much to drink
sitting in a club with so many fools
playing to rules
trying to impress and feeling rather empty
I had another drink
What a way to spend that evening
you don't turn up with their friends
playing their game
here in the scene or it should be
far away
Getting up first without remembering
where I've been before
I open the door to an empty room
then I forget
The telephone rings and someone speaks
she would very much like to go
out to a show
so what can I do, I can't think what to say
she sees through any way
Out of the front door I go
traffic's moving rather slow
arriving late
there she waits looking very angry
as cross as she can be
BIDING MY TIME
Wasting my time, resting my mind
and I'll never pine for the sad days and the bad days
when we was working from nine to five
And if you don't mind
I'll spend my time here by the fireside
in the warm light of the love in her eyes
JULIA DREAM
Sunlight bright upon my pillow
lighter than an eiderdown
wishing that the weeping-willow
winds its branches round
Julia dream
dream that queen
queen of all my dreams
Every night I turn the light out
waiting for the velvet bride
will the scaly armadillo
find me where I'm hiding
Will the misty master break me
will the key unlock my mind
will the following footsteps catch me
am I really dying
Obscured by clouds ‘72
‘72
BURNING BRIDGES
Bridges burning gladly, melting with the shadow
flickering between the lines
stolen mormons floating softly on the air
gone on wings of fire and climbing higher
Ancient bulbs are breaking, leaving all and changing sides
dreaming of a new day, cast aside the other way