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HENRY

Henry 
Wise up 
The crushing of the leaves again
It shows I
Care if you care


Entries
Slam shut 
The blushing of a cheek again you knows I
Dare if you dare


I’ll keep sending postcards to your lover down the street
Because Christmas is Christmas 
And I won't let you take that from me 


I used my tears for a watercolour 
That’s now hanging in the front room 
The one your mother said she liked to view
I’m hiding my sadness in the red hues 

(What do I mean to you?)


I’m flipping lids now honey
Why
Have lately you arrived
Having eaten?
The stain on your tie I just bleached and
Throughout all this
Your stupid face stays seated 
You better pull up those straps boy  

Cause It’s 
High, high, high
Time

(Come on snake, let’s rattle)


Gently 
Rise up 
I’m leaving well enough alone
I won’t be 
Crying goodbye

You're just a
Just a career talking 
Walking promotion 
Promoting potions so potent 
Too focused
Forget the moments 
You left your baby too broken 
I speak the truth now I’m choking 
Now every time when it’s spoken 
Your love
It sounds like a slogan

COME ON MAN

Sipple, supple, tickle trouble,

I’m in the back of your car at night

Brittle bubble, sickle stubble

I’m in the back of your car at night

You sit suckling; hands in your throat

Lullaby tussling; simian stroke.

Every day’s a habit, I wished I’d of broke

Every day’s a habit, I wished I’d of broke

I sit comfortable inside your eyelids

(Cry now bright eyes)

Waiting for a time with which to cry in

(Cry now bright eyes)

Come on come on, let your hair down man

Come on come on, let your hair down man

(Don’t Listen to him)

You’re sat needing me to ask; honey what is wrong

(Cry now bright eyes)

I’m sat riddled by the task honey, won't be long

(Cry now)

Feel Like I can’t do it all

I wish you could see

(Don’t I Show it?)

I fucking love you don’t you notice?

(Wish you’d notice.)

Come on come on, let your hair down man

You’re sat needing an embrace from a tender hand,

I’m sat focused on the waste of a broken man

Feel like I just do what I can

I wish you could see

(Don’t I Show it?)

I fucking love you don’t you notice?

(Wish you’d, notice.)

I wish I was free

(Free from all this)

From this unnecessary loathing

(All this loathing)

Wish I could take of all this clothing,

Sleep, nothing, lie down, just for a minute, stop thinking.

MAKE ME LAUGH

I’ve been out of it a while 
I’m always on the floor 
And nothing ever, makes me laugh anymore

You reach forth, ask me to smile 
Offer a hand to touch 
And we don’t seem to hold each other as much. 

(Just want you to know that I)
Just wanna make you happy 

I’m awake I realise 
Hearing the baby cry 
And I think I see your mother in your eyes 

You seem tired, so I inquire,
Trying to show I care 
When all you really need’s for me to be there. 


(Just want you to know that I)
Just wanna make you happy 


Think you had it right when you said 
I get it all wrapped up in my head


I’m counting Knives, 
I’m counting knives for answers. 


Nothing ever makes me laugh 
Except for you 

Think you had it right when you said 
I get it all wrapped up in my head

(Just want you to know that I)
Just wanna make you happy 


GOOD IN ME:


Good in me, 

You see good in me. 

You give me reason to grow man, 

Thread on the Loom. 

Melt in the sun like a snowman, 

Thinking of you. 

But you remain a tepid bath, 

Dimple and a furrowed brow 

So unimpressed with the show man, 

I’ll keep dancing like a fool for a sound, 

Til I’m on the ground. 

Is it a crime man, 

To say I’m fine? 

(You warrior of mine) 

Is it a crime man, 

To say I’m fine?

(You worrier of mine.) 

Honey honey honey, I love you. 

I can see you through the glass, 

Elizabeth I watch you laugh, 

You make a boy of a grown man, 

I’ll come home and sketch it all up in the graph. 

We receive a tender glance, 

Mother lead us through the dance, 

Feel like a heel, I’m a ghost man, 

You keep kneading like the dough in your hands, 

Now I got plans. 

Is it a crime man, 

To say I’m fine? 

(You warrior of mine) 

Is it a crime man, 

To say I’m fine?

(You worrier of mine.) 

For the very first time, 
I feel fine. 

Somewhat unaware you lay your head upon me 
Somewhat unaware you lay your head upon me, darling. 

Good,

The truth I will now choose to see;

Because they see the good in me. 

Good,

There’s good in me I do believe;
Because you see the good in me.

To Arrive: 

I Click 
Click quick 
Need to be there 
Before the others arrive

I say to you I see I do realise
I’ve got a lot of things on my mind. 

You always say this stuff to me 

I do see and I agree
But it’s hard for me 
When the ego is crowded 
And I’m feeling surrounded
And I’m sorry I’m shouting
But I’m nothing without it

I give it all up 
I take it all back 
I give it all up 
I take it all back

I get all wrapped in the suit
Heavy inhabit the Fool
You are the antithesis 
Heaven is 
Pacifist
Alright
Show me a way
I rearrange 
Show me the ways I can change 

For the minute 
I am in it 
I am a Quivering dithering blithering 
I am an idiot 
I know, you know, I know you know 
I know you do
I know I act a fool 
When overcome and overrun 

Caught up in the moment 
Heard it all before 
Caught up in the moment 
It’s getting to be a bore

I do mull it over baby 
For a minute 
While I’m in it
And I decide to use 
The truth that’s opportune to me

The Conversation 


I’m sorry I mumble 
You say it makes me hard to understand 
I think I’m in trouble
You say I make it hard to lend a hand 
You say a sentence like you
Sound like a stranger now unto me though
I mistake your meaning for 
An observation of my voice on the phone
Something about the vocal tone. 

Isolation, strung like a rope 
I’m heaving sobs between the dial tones 

Some amazing, syllable throw 
Buzzing the blush into your cheekbones 
I feel right beside you
And all alone. 

You speak of figures and the picket boom 
Then ask for details of the digit kind 
I give you numbers and then I assume 
You’re in a room without a clock or the time 
I hear the fullest stop without resume
But I can’t tell if it’s on your end or mine 

The hotel will be serving breakfast soon. 
We appreciate your patience. 
This year I’m gonna make some changes. 

CATHETER CLUB

Sharp with a hunch
Steady with a gun
Sour on the tongue
Catheter club
Heart skips a beat
Steady on his feet
No music playing

Measure the pause
Crave applause from the wounded others
Miserable thoughts
Burning leaves staring from the gutters
Through the window of your house
While you're out

Dull medicine
Limp like a string
Busted shoelace
Little time to waste
Subtle as Stone
Skin on the floor
Absent from the bone
Missing from the store
Spread to the edge
Stale bit of bread
And nothing worth saying

Measure the pause
Crave applause from the wounded others
Miserable thoughts
Burning leaves staring from the gutters
Through the window of your house
While you're out

Delicate again
Common sense took its leave of absence
Tarnished and afraid
To behave in a way that matters
Magic on the brain
Say goodbye to a dull reflection
Leaving for the day
To return through a bad connection
Speaking on the telephone
When you're home

THE CLEANSING PRODUCT OF MY DREAMS

My love I love what you’d lose for me
This whole pathetic disguise
Your lovely water cracker eyes
Roll over now to other side

My love I’m thrilled with the news you see
This operatic reprise
A tender meeting of the thighs
Among the crumbs between the sighs
Comes your precious reply

You are on the back of every pack I’ve ever seen
You are the cleansing product of my dreams
And I’ll collect you with my savings

Your love a boy in the baby seat
Collecting treasure for prize
Buzzing apartment broken light
A work in progress side by side
Your love a pulp driven mystery
I’ll be protective and kind
Solemn detective missing tie
A credit roll in Black and white

You are on the back of every pack I’ve ever seen
You are the cleansing product of my dreams
And I’ll Collect you with my savings

Oh my god
Living it sideways
Sorry lot
At least we’re together
In this mess of misery
Help help me please

Save me.

ZEN AND THE COOKIE (RESCUE DOG)

Bent Spoke
Resting on a bed of
Conversation
Meat miles

Broad boat
Havoc on the waves of
Some creation
Neat smiles

I’ll be your rescue dog
Love me up some some
At the heels for another one

You punch me
Like only a father would
And cradle my diseased feet
Limp like only a mother could

In some other hemisphere

It’s all morning
Baby all morning
It’s all morning in here

Chattering crockery teeth
Rot with internal disease
Nervously needing to please
Swelling with Edema cheeks

Dim street
Lanterns on the way to
Somewhere at least
Meat miles

To be
A softer second thought not
Burden to teach
For a while

You punch me
Like only a father would
And cradle my diseased feet
Limp like only a mother could

In some other hemisphere

It’s all boring
Baby all boring
It’s all boring to hear

I’ll be your rescue dog
Love me up some some
At the heels for another one

I’ll be your
I’ll be yours.


LOST AND ALIVE

Living the hard way
Stupid and small
Patient roaming hallways lost and hurting
Diagnosing himself

Dizzy and daunted
Cashews and all
Running to relieve a quiet boredom
Get in touch with yourself man
Is it a phase
Is it the method
Alleviate
Everything’s fine your on your way

Always safe and sound within the movies
Give it some time
Babies stuck inside and hardly moving
Maybe it’s fine
To be lost and alive

Lunatic Braun says
Flexing his arm
You should crave a state of pumped and burning
Leave the muscle alone

You could have all this
Minus the charm
Skinny hanger sporting clothes preferring
To be all on his own

Is it a phrase
Something expressive
Accumulate
Everything’s fine you’ll be okay
Is it a maze
What is the message
Appreciate
Everything’s fine live for today man

Always safe and sound inside the movies
Give it some time
Babies stuck inside and hardly moving
Maybe it’s fine
Cotton budded love within the music
Listen to Rhyme
Reason tried and tied the hand that’s choosing
Baby it’s fine
To be lost and alive


ATLAS


Brief smile under sullen eyes,
Oh, to know, what makes us happy.
Dead weight in a broken pile,
Have the heart the hands are clasping.
Sick wound covet your admire,
Oh, to need the want of something
Bent breeze on exhausted fire,
Oh, to know, to know.

Sow the rope, the rope it works
All the hope, the hope it hurts
Earth, the scope, the pain it’s worth
Fight it hurts, to not is worse.

Oh to know what makes us happy.

Damn it all to habit, The shake of a fist
Atlas of the attic, the weight of a kiss.
I think I’ll never let it go

Answers tripping down the aisle,
Haunt, the halls, for ears to meet and
Brush cheeks of addicted smiles
Greet the calls they aim to reach and
Oh the youth, the youthful hurt
Earth, the sun, the scratch of dirt
Such, to come, the seek and learn
Love, and run, and then return

To never match the gravity of this.

Someday Ima have it
The moment to miss
Maia making habits
With the flick of a wrist
Everybody wants it,
But this isn’t it.
Someday Ima have it
The moment to miss.

All of it and
Everything all at once.



 

ARE YOU LAUGHING?

Board up the casket
Straighten the blooms
Let some Light in the room

Smooth out the blanket
Tend to the grooves
There is life in this room

Semi symptomatic
Sew a thought reap a habit
Is it over so soon?
And it always starts this way

You are always making plans little one
To prioritise the plans number one
Is it ever as you planned little one?

Can I make you happy
Go
Three sheets to the wind
Am I fucking you up?
Do I make you happy

Go
Three sheets to the wind

Are you laughing
Or just breathing in?

 

Speak of love not
result of love softly

Speak of love not
result of love softly

Sight of a shadow
Waving away
Is it aiming at him?

Is it a warning
Or simply to say
You should try coming in
Cause it all begins this way


You are always making plans little one
To prioritise the plans number one
Is it ever as you planned little one?

Does it make him happy
Sure
How deep is the thought
Is it heavy enough?

Is it gonna last More or
What does any more
Can we hurry it up?

Can you hear the clapping
Bring soft heart for the whim
Are you letting it in?

I can see us happy oh
To end or begin
Are we leaving, or just moving in?

If you would just allow
Give up of an hour
Candy in the air
Even over there
Heaven in the stare
Lover tip wing

 

 

PREACH TO THE HURTING

So over head needing to find a reason
Harsh snakes crawl beneath the ground.
I’m so tired I couldn’t go another round
But the arm swings violent to the ground

Waiting Waiting for…
(Honesty)

 

Warm bright everything, Preach to the hurting of a heart
(I know, I know, you know I know)

Lost like anything, Brothers conversing in the car
(You know, you know, I know you know, how it feels)

 

Get better permitting the will to seize it
Some days find you on the ground
While still breathing I think I’ll go another round
And the words keep searching for a sound

Waiting waiting for…
(Honesty, Honestly)

Warm bright everything , Preach to the hurting of a heart
(I know, I know, you know I know)

Lost like anything, Brothers conversing in the car
(You know, you know, I know you know)

Feels like memory, speak of a yearning from afar
(So far, so far from where we are)

Dreamt like anything, brothers rehearsing in the car
(A Dream, a dream from where we are)

Warm bright everything
(Feels like memory)

Must be light.

LITTLE WHIP

Oh My, get your heartache outta my sight
Said your mother to you as a a child
It never felt right

But me like a little one gotta admit
I confused that whip with a shovel
And I'll dig, dig, dig.

 

Oh my, get your plain face outta my mind
Said that stranger to you as a child
It never felt right
An elegant knife

 

But me like a little one gotta admit
I confused that whip with a shovel
And I'll dig, dig, dig.

WHAT YOU DESIRE

Nighthawk diner man, blueberries and cinnamon
Cup of coffee, cream to fuel the fire.
Cigarette in hand, reading some instruction manual
You could be what you desire.

Everyday I’m getting further and further away.

Start to consider it, what you desired isn’t this.
Not even little bit, you’re the umpire in somebody else's game,
And you better quit.

Sweat faced counter woman, dreaming of a love that’s coming
half regretting having read the flyer.
Watching silver soda can, underneath the ceiling fan
Half consumed and left there to perspire.

Everyday I’m getting further and further away.

Start to consider it, what you desired isn’t this.
Not even little bit, you’re the umpire in somebody else’s game,

You better quit as soon as you can.
You can.

NOTHING IN THIS WORLD IS GOING TO SATISY YOU

Sad, sullen retreat Sad, don’t go there
Sad, rinse and repeat Sad, don’t go there.

Tell me, cause I’ll ask once more, We could be as common as a grocery store
Memories of a headache man fading and degrading in a heap of sand
Oh, we could be the crumbs in a packet of chips Learning,

Nothing is in this world is gonna satisfy you, anymore.

Strike me, Like an unlit match Handy for a minute till the wood burns black
Hungry, making headaches man Fading and degrading in a foreign land Oh, he could be the dirt on a pallet of bricks, learning

Nothing is in this world is gonna satisfy you, anymore.

But every second every minute we reflect a different image

LOVERS ON A HOSPITAL WING

Find myself in a forest
With a child who likes to shriek
Giving some watch a polish
From A time I’m trying to keep

Oh it’s a boy, you can tell by the blood in his cheeks
Born for Employ, live and die on the pleasure it seeks.

Oh my god give him ego,
keep afloat through the harsh of the sea
All my life through a window
Like the lovers on a hospital wing.

Found myself in the hard bits
Through the pain and past the hurt
Clinging on tight to darkness
All the anger made it worse

Oh it’s a phase, you can tell by the smoke in his eyes
Sleep through the days, Seeking pleasure till the moment it dies

Don’t forget your loved ones, you’re loved son.

DARLING COME HOME

Speak to me my wise old friend, comfort me while I pretend
I Never wished to be this thin, my body ate itself again
Invent my demons send them forth, see what comes of being bored. Thomas darling won’t you come home
You’ve got a strong love pushing in the dark rough
Helping you through.

SUFFER THROUGH THE BLEED

It will slip the gate it will smoke it’s cigarette
And finish the day with heavy heart
It will lose it’s place, and struggle in silhouette
Stumbling its way back to the start

Caught up in the name
Something on your mind
Will it be okay
Everything is fine

It will take some time to figure out what it is

What it is you need, suffer through the bleed
Maybe it’s the greed, covering up the grief

I know it’s hard when your heart is hard.

It will try to change, it will clammer for clarity
Underneath the weight of heavy heart.

Caught up in the name
Something on your mind
Will it be okay
Everything is fine

It will do it’s best to figure out what it is

What it is it takes, suffer through the break
Maybe it’s hate, covering up the ache.

DUMB BIRD

So I do, I care who cares
everyone's got cross to bear
me and all these folks wanna die at once.

So I’m scared, who cares I’m scared
my heart barely seems aware
woken from the dream, never seems enough.

If it’s okay with you Horace,
wanna make it all the way to seventies
if it’s okay I’ll be honest
just to talk it through is maybe all I need
and some room to breathe.

So I drink, I think I drink
Dampen down that feeling sink
Squashing poor dumb bird who just want’s to sing.

So I try, I smile, I’ve tried
pat my back for getting by
Never wanna know what tomorrow brings.

If it’s okay with you Horace,
wanna make it all the way to seventies
if it’s okay I’ll be honest
just to talk it through is maybe all I need
and some room to breathe.

SAVE ME CAKE

Save me cake on the day
I’ll show up drunk and brave
Try and explain, myself again.
Is it because this was a test I feel like I’m failing, though I do my best

If you won’t save it for me don’t you save it for someone else I want it myself

Give me over to love
Learn me how no talk rough
I say it’s tough, enough is enough
Is it because this is a test I feel like I’m Failing, though I do my best

I’ll go quietly silent bye bye’s
Neat and nicely, hold it inside
A beautiful bride.
Oh no, I’d die if you cried

If you won’t save it for me don’t you give it to someone else I want it myself.

A LAZY KIND OF PAIN

Oh my God, take it away
Oh my God away

So I stay, I complain It aint worth the minute
Everyday, all the same
Stick below the limit
Even though, nothing’s changed I make friends with all of it
Stuck in hole, deep and strange
Friend and foe familiar

Oh my God, Take it away
Oh my God away.

Lazy Pain, blinding Shame
You’ve just lost your shadow
Darling heart, it’s okay you just need to know
If it helps, I can stay
I can be your shadow
Darling heart, you’re okay
You just need to know

Oh my God, Take it away
Oh my God away.

I can’t see so clearly Not anymore, what it was like before.

TERRIFIED

Super I guess I’ll stay home tonight
Kamikaze bird has taken flight
And when the wings come off
I'll say

I can’t make you different then you are
But I liked you much better
Back when you were terrified and scarred
You were sad and so leathered
Make me happy.

Fickle fingered fool your time’s run out
Spew some shit excuse from out your mouth
Just because I dance don’t mean I want
To get into their pants to talks enough
But when the words run out
You'll say

I can’t make you different then you are
But I liked you much better
Back when you were terrified and scarred
You were sad and so leathered
Make me happy.

EAT MORE. WORK MORE. BE MORE.

Leaving isn’t so hard is it dear? 
You could be the hardest part of it, all of it,
I could be what you need, when you need, if you pleased

Eat More. Work More. Be More.

Living makes the heart hard, only if
You’re focused on the hardest part of it, all of it.
I could be what I dreamed, when I dreamed, if I pleased

Eat More. Work More. Be More.

And I want to and I will do and I want to so I will do

21st CENTURY CHILD

Maybe, just maybe,
I’ve made a mistake about how much I want to be involved
Forgive me, forgive me
I’ve been all over the shop
Searching for a delicate way to say I’m sorry

I know on Monday I’ll probably change my mind
And the only sure thing, is a sure thing’s hard to find

Lately, Oh Lately, 
I’ve been thinking about How much I really need my sadness
Lazy, feeling lazy,
All these people about
Who seem to already be past it

But I know on Monday I’ll probably change my mind
And the only sure thing, is a sure thing’s hard to find

But I hate the sound of myself when I’m being honest
Sounds like somebody else, and I don’t wanna listen
To the whining's of a 21st century child
And I’ve struggled with how others perceive me
And I can’t tell If I’m better or just better at deceiving
So I’ll keep going, 'til I’m caught out.

There’s blood on my sheets, but you know I don’t mind.
I’m drawn to the dark things, and you’re a part of the light