If Wishes Were Horses

I wish that we were made of gold, 
I wish that we would never grow old,
Do all the things we’ve never tried,
If wishes were Horses then beggars would ride.

I wish that politicians ties,
Would tighten up when they told lies,
I may as well try and stem the tide,
If wishes were Horses then beggars would ride.

When you get what you want and it’s not what it seems,
At the top of the mountain without any dreams,
At the end of your journey with miles still to go,
It just keeps getting harder the more that you know.

I wish that we could move this town,
Across the sea where I live now,
The city lights shine on the Clyde,
If wishes were Horses then beggars would ride.

I Didn't Try Hard Enough *

I didn’t try hard enough, 

I didn’t try hard enough,

The gold we saved in the good times turned to lead when it was rough,

I must admit the rough was pretty tough,

I didn’t try hard enough,

Oh well.

I miss the factory job I used to do,

I miss the factory job I used to do,

Never thought that I’d miss it more than I thought that I missed you,

The repetition really pulled me through,

I miss the factory more than I miss you.

I couldn’t see the road the road ahead for tears,

I couldn’t see the road the road ahead for tears,

I thought the world was ending as I fumbled through the gears,

Turned out to be just four uncertain years,

When I couldn’t see the road ahead for tears

Shipwrecked

Sleep until the day,
Dream come what may, 
If when you wake I’m gone,
You know I wont be long,
I’m weary as I wait,
It’s eerie and it’s late,
I’m longing to be home,
Don’t want to be alone.

One dual carriageway castle makes thunder through the dark,
Lit up like a night time shop front,
The distant blare of a distant fox hunt.

If our little boat it hits the rocks below,
We’ll scramble overboard and swim towards the shore,
No one gets shipwrecked anymore.

Five Past Two

I can’t seem to open this document
I can’t seem to get anything done today
It’s been a while since anyone came around
Maybe thats ok?

I know these chores are reasonably pressing,
Like they could be done with being done today
and I could probably do with dressing,
In case anyone swings past this way.

It’s five past two in the afternoon.
Nothing’s gonna get done soon.
I can sense your urgency is very real,
but I might as well be howling at the moon.

I can’t seem to pick up the phone and dial
My MU fees are still unpaid
These ballads aren’t going to learn themselves
And the bed remains unmade

Going To The North

The wind whistles through this old frozen railway car,
I lost track some hours ago though I know we’ve come so far,
We’re only going to the north to see our parents there,
They’ll always find a bed for us though there is no space to spare.

I can always find my own way home in the night time in the day,
The cold wind concentrates the mind and blows the blues away,
There’s a star up in the north, it can help you to get home,
It’s been at work since the very first day from Kirkwall down to Rome.

You can view things more clearly when you see them from afar,
The little things they get clearer the nearer that you are.

A prisoners road across the sea where now water drowns in sand,
The same thing always calls me here that causes birds to land,
There’s a magnet in the north, you’re never really gone,
The lodestone it cant help but spin and it knows where you belong.

First Homecoming

I lost myself down the water road,

Took myself to the ocean,

Sure when I woke I’d be by myself,

Shook from sleep by the motion,

Of the breathing body beside my own,

As the sun lengthens our shadows,

In this new place that I call my home,

Where we bless the light when it comes.

I brought my music into this house,

It had to happen sometime, 

I lost the urge to be by myself through the short nights and the winter.

Although the winter is long and cold,

The roof is fastened on tightly,

Though we’ll feel it more when we get old,

We can take it lightly,

You cant go wrong if you build a team,

But don’t rely on it solely,

Feels good to admire anothers fire

When you don’t rely on it wholely.

When We Roll In the Morning

Last year was like a death in the family
it hurt like hell at the time
And though she’s still alive we don’t talk anymore
I don’t think we will anytime

When we rolled in the evening
I thought it was as good as it would get
And now i’m with a girl who’s beautiful and wise
I’m not so inclined to regret

When we roll in the morning
I think I will never forget
Somehow a new idea is dawning on me
and i don’t know the half of it yet

This time I’ve fallen in love for the third time
this time I hope that it lasts
Some say there’s truth and if you blink then you’ll miss it
some things just happen that fast

When we roll in the morning
She sounds like the wind in the eaves
When she breathes in to me, she scatters my thinking
As a gale to a pile of dry leaves

When we roll in the morning
I think I will never forget
Somehow a new idea is dawning on me
and i don’t know the half of it yet

When we roll in the morning
I think I will never forget
Somehow a new idea is dawning on me
and i don’t know the half of it yet