Dave Cousins

The boatman rose to the sound of his heartbeat
Loud in the silent approach of the dawn
He glanced through the window at mist on the lake
Which hung like a shroud in the still of the morn
The silver cobwebs spun with the dew
Hung from the bushes in filigree splendour
And water lilies asleep on the lake
Were reflected so delicate, tranquil and tender.
The boat man sighed as he strode through the woods
To the place where his boat lay moored to a stake
The hollow sound as his footsteps echoed
Until the sound was lost on the lake
He cast off, poling the boat from the shore
Peering a head through damp clinging haze
He thought that he saw strange swirling shapes
A trick on the eyes that the mist often plays.
So intent was the boatman on crossing the lake
That he failed to notice the current that flowed
Leading his boat from familiar parts
He was firmly, yet somehow unknowingly, towed
All at once the mist seemed to lift
Sufficient to show the boatman a pool
That he'd never seen in the whole of his life
Unnaturally deep, black and silent, and cool.
The boatman's shirt clung to his back
He was sweating both from exertion and fear
He had the sensation that someone was watching
He felt the presence of somebody near
An invisible force prevented him moving
The strength of his arms was utterly sapped
The twisted bushes converged round the lake
Like a fish in a net he was trapped.
Suddenly out of the water before him
The wraith-like form of a maiden appeared
Clad in shimmering radiant robes
The maiden materialised as she neared
The hair which finely crowned her head
Was a halo of golden reflecting the sun
All of the beautiful women of time
Were formed all at once into one.-acap

The hillside was a patchwork quilt
Neatly stitched with tidy hedge
And crumbling grey stone wall
The trees were bare, but Spring was near
To conjure up its endless strings
Of green magic handkerchieves

Could you only see what I've seen
You would surely know what I mean
I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven.

A string of diamonds formed a stream
That tumbled down the daunting cliff
To sparkle bright on the beach.

New born lambs that sweetly played
Speckled eggs all newly laid
But for you I would have stayed
I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven

The hillside was a patchwork quilt
Neatly stitched with tidy hedge
And crumbling grey stone wall
The trees were bare, but Spring was near
To conjure up its endless strings
Of green magic handkerchieves

Could you only see what I've seen
You would surely know what I mean
I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven.

A string of diamonds formed a stream
That tumbled down the daunting cliff
To sparkle bright on the beach.

New born lambs that sweetly played
Speckled eggs all newly laid
But for you I would have stayed
I think I must have caught a glimpse of heaven

Coombes

Politician's fighting hard to win
Getting a good position so he won't have to lose again
The battle's always on, working against disgrace
He has to win you over, well it's always the case
Ends up saving face.

Delegations flying in
Happiest relations, smiling faces, shaking hands
The battle's always on, working against displacement
They have to win them over if it's only a case
Of saving space.

No don't bother telling me, I can see it all for myself
I was born with a mind of my own, I intend to keep it free.

Still the seasons come and go
Bad influences pile up like the dirty driven snow
Turn off the news, I really don't want to know
If there was anywhere left to go, well I think I'd want to go
'Cause I really don't like the show.

No don't bother telling me, I can see it all for myself
I was born with a mind of my own, I intend to keep it free.

An orange balloon on the distant horizon
The air had a nip for the sun was still rising
A delicate fusion of ambery tone
Brought warmth to the shore where I walked all alone
Another day begins.
A crab scuttled awkwardly, shyly away
Perhaps the strangest of all nature's rebels
Night shed its cloak with the sounds of the day
The gentle lap of the tide on the pebbles
Another day begins, another day.
The gulls on the breeze, soaring over my head
Like marionettes with invisible thread
The day unfurled like the flags on a mast
Spelling a message of sunshine at last
Another day begins, another day.
I walked along for miles
The clear blue sky was free
And the smiles shone like pearls on the sea
Another day begins, another day.
Far too soon it was time to be leaving
A gull flew ahead of me bobbing and weaving
It caught my eye with a quizzical stare
Was it my love, was it she who was there?
Another day begins.
I climbed the steep path to the high cliff top's heather
The sea was as clear as a fresh mountain stream
The gull as it circled away dropped a feather
A souvenir of a beautiful day dream
Another day begins, another day.

An orange balloon on the distant horizon
The air had a nip for the sun was still rising
A delicate fusion of ambery tone
Brought warmth to the shore where I walked all alone
Another day begins.
A crab scuttled awkwardly, shyly away
Perhaps the strangest of all nature's rebels
Night shed its cloak with the sounds of the day
The gentle lap of the tide on the pebbles
Another day begins, another day.
The gulls on the breeze, soaring over my head
Like marionettes with invisible thread
The day unfurled like the flags on a mast
Spelling a message of sunshine at last
Another day begins, another day.
I walked along for miles
The clear blue sky was free
And the smiles shone like pearls on the sea
Another day begins, another day.
Far too soon it was time to be leaving
A gull flew ahead of me bobbing and weaving
It caught my eye with a quizzical stare
Was it my love, was it she who was there?
Another day begins.
I climbed the steep path to the high cliff top's heather
The sea was as clear as a fresh mountain stream
The gull as it circled away dropped a feather
A souvenir of a beautiful day dream
Another day begins, another day.

I sense Autumn coming on
가을이 다가오는게 느껴져요
The mist has hung low all day
온 종일 안개가 낮게 깔리고
Small birds gather on the wing
작은 새들은 모여서
Preparing to make their way
길 떠날 채비를 해요

The trees begin to show
나무가 초록빛 사이로
A trace of brown among the green
갈색 자욱을 보이기 시작하니
Bringing back the memories
오직 당신과 나만이 간직했던
That only you and I have seen
그 추억이 떠올라요

I sense Autumn coming on
다가오는 가을이 느껴져요
The sun sinking red and deep
태양은 붉게 물들어 기울어가고
The fires burning in the fields
들판에는 불꽃이 타올라요
As late Summer falls asleep
늦여름도 이제 지려나 봐요

The leaves begin to scatter
As the North wind calls their name
북풍이 부르는 소리에
낙엽은 흩어지기 시작하고
Folding gently back into the silent earth
From which they came
낙엽의 고향인 침묵의 대지로
살며시 접어들고 있어요

The Winter Long
기나 긴 겨울

Still waters flow
여전히 냇물은 흐르고
Sea breezes blow
바닷바람도 불어 와요
Wild flowers grow
발 아래에는 야생화가
Abundant at your feet
무성하게 자라고 있어요

Soft falling snow
살포시 내리는 눈
Warm candle glow
따사로이 빛나는 촛불
Flushed faces show
우리가 만났을 적
The pleasure when we meet
설레임을 떠올리는 상기된 얼굴

Hold on to me
내게 기대요
I'll hold on to you
난 당신께 기댈께요
The winter long
기나 긴 겨울 동안
I will always be with you
언제나 당신 곁에 있겠어요

Hold on to me
내게 기대요
I'll hold on to you
난 당신께 기댈께요
I will be the one
당신을 돌보아 줄
Who will always see you through
단 한 사람이 되겠어요

Cousins

I sailed with Miss Columbus for a trip across the sea
The horizon was behind me when I found that I was free
I smashed the glass I drank from, drove it deep into my arm
Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?

She put me on the periscope and told me she was lost
She said she was expensive but I did not mind the cost
I said her deep-sea diver did not mean her any harm
Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?

I rang the bell of freedom, drank from the well of plenty
The milk of human kindness was succour to my soul
I took her to the mast head and showed her my conditions
She promised me the cargo that she carried in her hold.

The sails were set for sunrise when we found the wind had dropped
I tried to make the time up but the clock had somehow stopped
A fire broke out below the decks and I sounded the alarm
Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?

Now you might think it strange of me to write to you this way
For years I was a farmer, but I could not make it pay
Yet here I am a sailor and I feel a sense of calm
Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?
Tell me, how do you feel now you're back on the farm ?

Cousins

The wanderer has far to go
Humble must he constant be
Where the paths of wisdom
Distant is the shadow of the setting sun.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Yellow stars may lead the way
All diversions lead astray
While his resolution holds
Fortune and good will will surely follow him.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

…

Cousins

The wanderer has far to go
Humble must he constant be
Where the paths of wisdom
Distant is the shadow of the setting sun.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Yellow stars may lead the way
All diversions lead astray
While his resolution holds
Fortune and good will will surely follow him.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

…

Cousins

The wanderer has far to go
Humble must he constant be
Where the paths of wisdom
Distant is the shadow of the setting sun.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Yellow stars may lead the way
All diversions lead astray
While his resolution holds
Fortune and good will will surely follow him.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

Bless the daytime, bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder, bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain.

Bless the free man, bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier, bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint.

…

The wanderer has far to go
Humble must he constant be
Where the paths of wisdom lead
Distant is the shadow of the setting sun

Bless the daytime
Bless the night
Bless the sun which gives us light
Bless the thunder
Bless the rain
Bless all those who cause us pain

Yellow stars may lead the way
All diversions lead astray
While his resolution holds
Fortune and good will will surely follow him

Bless the free man
Bless the slave
Bless the hero in his grave
Bless the soldier
Bless the saint
Bless all those whose hearts grow faint

I - Divided
Cousins

The gypsy girl stood quite alone
Her eyes were brightly shining
Her head was in the clouds
Where she had found the silver lining
And all the while the crippled boy
Was dancing with his lady fair
While I stood on the sidelines
Trying to make out that I wasn't there.

So loud the music grew and grew
With ever greater pain
I stepped back in the shadows
For I could not stand the strain
I tried to look, my eyes were blind
I tried to speak but could not find
The words to say.

They left me lying where I lay
I could not bear the light of day.

Treat me kindly dear blue angel
Deepest colour of the night
Be merciful, be gentle
For I have no strength to fight.

II - Half Worlds Apart
Cousins

So I lay in half world dream state
Pressed like a flower in the pages of a half book
Words in softly spoken whispers
Steal through the silence of the blue veiled half light
The best of questions have no answers
The best of answers need no questions
Born on the quest for a wave of half peace
Acquired in a Dresden china cuplet
Bound in the chains of the half book binding
Half way to my half life.

Treat me kindly dear blue angel
Deepest colour of the night
Be merciful, be gentle
For I have no strength to fight.

So she lay in half museum
Pinned like a butterfly which failed to reach its half life
Tender moments left half spoken
Lost like an orphan in the pleasures of the dream state
A man of honour has no secrets
How can I be a man of secrets
Trapped in the web of the woven blue veil
Peering to find the angel weaver
Most sacred saviour of the silver lining
Half way to my half life.

Treat me kindly dear blue angel
Deepest colour of the night
Be merciful, be gentle
For I have no strength to fight.

III - At Rest
Cousins

Sleep the sleep of peace my love
And I will let you be
I alone can comfort
I alone can set you free
I will be your healer
And give you back your pride
In times of need remember me
At rest here by your side.

When the hour of darkness comes
And time itself stands still
When voices from the future
Seem to come and go at will
I will be your servant
Your ever constant guide
When all is lost remember me
At rest here by your side.

The wisdom of the fool is such
That he alone is sane
So delicate the balance
That e'er the moon could wax and wane
I will be your teacher
And show you where to hide
When all else fails remember me
At rest here by your side.

Treat me kindly dear blue angel
Deepest colour of the night
Be merciful, be gentle
For I have no strength to fight

Dyfan's tale
Of the holy Canon Dale
Setting sail
Homeward for his lonely cell
In your holy ground I found.

Peace to dwell
The beginning of a world
Love entwined
Throughout all the world combined
In your holy ground I found.

Days and day
He would go his chosen way
Keeping trace
Of the things you do and say
In your holy ground I foun

Coombes

It's a warm summer's evening and it's been a beautiful day
But the sky is getting darker in a special kind of way
I'm anticipating something, think it's going to be OK
'Cause tomorrow will show me what I can't see today.

Oh those changes arranges like the warmth of the storm
It says change comes to cool us and you know it can't be wrong
Evolution rules us from the moment we are born
So just blow with the wind or the warmth of the storm.

Change is three white horses, one creates and one maintains
And though the last one is destructive, it can come to ease your pain
'Cause you're caught up in the wheel of life, you can't escape
You just try to resist it, you know the force is far too great.

Oh those changes arranges like the warmth of the storm
It says change comes to cool us and you know it can't be wrong
Evolution rules us from the moment we are born
So just blow with the wind or the warmth of the storm.

Everybody gets them, it'll catch you if you run
You know you never can escape it, can't you feel it's got to go
Sometimes something will tell you that you just can't stay this way
Even though it has been a most beautiful day.

Oh those changes arranges like the warmth of the storm
It says change comes to cool us and you know it can't be wrong
Evolution rules us from the moment we are born
So just blow with the wind or the warmth of the storm.

Those changes arranges like the warmth of the storm
It says change comes to cool us and you know it can't be wrong
Evolution rules us from the moment we are born
So just blow with the wind or the warmth of the storm.

Close your eyes, and go to sleep
The night will soon be gone
There'll be nothing here when the light goes out
That wasn't here when the light was on.

Lambert

Lonely, have you ever felt lonely
Like you're floating on a deep sea
And the world is somewhere else?
And when you're trying to disguise it
It only makes it deepen
Trying to pretend will only weigh you down

Cold steel
Cold, cold steel

Searching, is this why everybody's searching
Looking to the sky
To try to touch a star
And when they get it in their hand
They never want to lose it
They get a monkey on their back and a pocketful of sand

Good times, I heard about the good times
I read it in a book
It sounded alright
But then I thought I saw a stranger
So I had to give chase.
She stabbed me in the back with a smile across her face

Cousins-Willoughby

Never mind the rain, never mind the weather
Take a little time when you lose your grip
Never mind the pain, treat it as a warning
Never mind the truth when it cuts your lip.

Cry no more for me
I'll cry no more for you
I'll cry no more for you.

Never is a word I never wanted spoken
Never is a kiss with your mouth closed tight
Never is a dream of never ending pleasure
Never is defeat in the darkest night.

The night closed down with the passion of a thousand years
Far out in open space
A mirror shades the likeness of your pretty face
Drowning in my tears.

Never break a vow that's never yet been broken
Never cross your heart when it's all in vain
Never trust a girl who takes it all for granted
Never mind the rain when it's pouring down

Cousins

The silent prophet seeks his inspiration after midnight
With a candle lit for comfort in the shadow of the shade
Belladonna waves a parasol beneath the window
So enchanting and inviting in the scheme that she had laid.

The lonely prophet waves to Belladonna from the window
In the hope that she will notice and may wish to know his name
But cruel Belladonna turns to face the waiting sunrise
With its promise of excitement thinking little of the game.

Shine your lantern brightly
Do not heed the darkness lightly
We must always talk politely
In the presence of the night.

Deadly nightshade, hear me calling
Shadows of the evening falling down.

The quiet prophet gathers up his papers for the fire
He alone will read the message in the words that he has burned
Belladonna tries the door to find the room is empty
And she coldly rakes the ashes for the love that she has spurned.

Shine your lantern brightly
Do not heed the darkness lightly
We must always talk politely
In the presence of the night.

Deadly nightshade, hear me calling
Shadows of the evening falling down.

Deadly nightshade, hear me calling
Shadows of the evening falling down.

Cousins-Willoughby

Do you remember the day we met
How we made our way in fits and starts
Do you remember the day we met
How we played our roles in silent parts
Oh what a day we had
Oh what a day.

Do you remember the day we met
How we kissed the way they do in France
Do you remember the day we met
How we lost our tongues before the dance
Oh what a day we had
Oh what a day.

Photographs of junior high
Your hair was straight and so was I

Do you remember the day we met
How we scandalised the scripture class
Do you remember the day we met
How we walked away on broken glass
Oh what a day we had
Oh what a day
Oh what a day we had
Oh what a day.

Lambert

You brought a new kind of sound into my life
You brought love every day
You brought a new kind of sound into my life
And I threw it away.

The song that I sing is the music you bring.

You gave my eyes a new sight they'd never had before
You brought beauty every day
You gave my eyes a new sight they'd never had before
And I threw it away.

The song that I sing is the music I bring.

Don't try to change me, I'm doing the best I can
Don't try to change me, I'm happy the way I am.

You gave my mornings a light they'd never seen before
You brought love every day
You gave my mornings a light I'd never seen before
And I threw it away.

The song that I sing is the music I bring.

Don't try to change me, I'm doing the best I can
Don't try to change me, I'm happy the way I am.

The sound they appeared to hear
Was the sound that didn't disappear but stayed forever.

You are love, you need love
You know that much better than I do
You are love, you need love
You know that much better than I do, la la la la ….

You brought a new kind of sound into my life
You brought music every day
You brought a new kind of sound into my life
And I threw it away.

The song that I sing is the music we bring.

Don't try to change me, I'm doing the best I can
Don't try to change me, I'm happy the way I am.

Don't try to change me.

Cousins

Maybe you think, a lot like me
Of those who live beside the sea
Who feel so free, so I surmise
With their comfortable homes and wives
Who end up drinking tea together
In the afternoon of their lives.

They build their homes upon the seashore
The quicksand castles of their dreams
Yet take no notice of the North wind
Which tears their buildings at the seams.

In their dismay and blind confusion
The weeping widows clutch their shawls
While as the sea mist ever deepens
The sailors hear the sirens' calls.

And in the maelstrom sea which follows
The lifeboat sinks without a trace
And yet there still remain survivors
To bear the shame of their disgrace.

Last night I lay in bed and held myself
Trying to remember how it once was with you
How your hands were softer.

Yesterday I found myself staring into space
Rather like the sailor in my own home surroundings
I'm not sure I know me.

If you were me, what would you do ?
Don't tell me I don't need you to
It won't help me now.

If you were me, what would you do ?
Don't tell me I don't need you to
It won't help me now.

Cousins

Maybe you think, a lot like me
Of those who live beside the sea
Who feel so free, so I surmise
With their comfortable homes and wives
Who end up drinking tea together
In the afternoon of their lives.

They build their homes upon the seashore
The quicksand castles of their dreams
Yet take no notice of the North wind
Which tears their buildings at the seams.

In their dismay and blind confusion
The weeping widows clutch their shawls
While as the sea mist ever deepens
The sailors hear the sirens' calls.

And in the maelstrom sea which follows
The lifeboat sinks without a trace
And yet there still remain survivors
To bear the shame of their disgrace.

Last night I lay in bed and held myself
Trying to remember how it once was with you
How your hands were softer.

Yesterday I found myself staring into space
Rather like the sailor in my own home surroundings
I'm not sure I know me.

If you were me, what would you do ?
Don't tell me I don't need you to
It won't help me now.

If you were me, what would you do ?
Don't tell me I don't need you to
It won't help me now.

The dragonfly appeared
The North wind brought it by
As summer slipped away
And autumn was approaching
It flew through silver trees
That stood beside the lake
I looked into its eyes
To find that it was smiling

The dragonfly was mine
As slender as a wand
It cast a spell as it clung
To leaves that soon were falling
Its camouflage grew faint
As my mind grew darker still
I scarcely dared to breathe
It was frail and I might harm it

Its touch was as soft as the thistledown
That is borne on the evening breeze
Its kiss was as warm as the summer rain
That whispers and sighs through the trees
And now the warmth of the pale winter sun
Has melted the heart of the snow
I lie awake throughout the night
And wait for the North wind to blow

Cousins

The countryside was out of sight
The sky was acid blue
The saplings were beside themselves
The storm had passed on through
The trees were wearing racing silks
A vibrant grass-snake green
With maidens clutching violets
In many shades between

But somewhere in the distance
I could hear the tolling bell
I saw myself reflecting back
Face down in the well

The tolling bell reminded me
Of someone I had lost
I could not quite remember who
Or what had been the cost
Naked from the waist up
Naked upside down
No matter how you break your fall
You sure as hell will drown

The hounds from hell were howling
For the many wasted years
While every sin was washed away
With semi-precious tears
Some said it was suicide
Others first degree
No matter what the paradox
Was somehow lost on me

The courage of a patient man
Is measured in his pace
While some may take the higher ground
Others run the race
Some folks do the dandy strut
And trade as ne'er do well
But I have always please myself

Somewhere in the distance
I could hear the rebel yell
I saw myself reflecting back
Face down in the well

Cousins

Her hair the weeping willow at the water's edge
And from my windy crag above the moorland sedge
I see the willow fronds caress the ripples
I feel her nipples at my fingertips.

Her breasts are gentle snowdrifts in an open field
The supple fingered winter wind the grass concealed
And though the winter wind may be deceiving
I feel her breathing at my fingertips.

Her legs the spreading branches of the tree of life
The willow wand will bend before the woodman's knife
The tangle thicket parts before the forest fire
Her warm desire is at my fingertips.

I wish I were a bird
Then I could fly
I'd see the crowded people
As they go by
I'd soar into the air
And fly as high as I could see
Drifting through the clouds
With no-one to bother me
Just looking for a star
I wonder if you are here.

I feel the loss of time
As days go by
And see the lonely people
Who wonder why
Just searching for a reason
To reveal a secret sin
Trying to find an answer
To release the good within
Just looking for a star
I wonder if you are here.

I'll rise the early bird at dawn
To sing my ever-loving song
I'd come and sit beside you a friend
Then you'll see me flying again

Cousins

Young boy that I know feels he has lived too long
His spirit of adventure slipped away
With little sense of pride, he feels deep down inside.

He is flying, flying, flying to be free again
Flying, flying, flying to be free again.

Young girl that I know feels she has lost her way
Her only chance of love once passed her by
But little does she know, this is hardly so.

She is flying, flying, flying to be free again
Flying, flying, flying to be free again
Flying, flying, flying to be free again
Flying, flying, flying to be free again.

And just as in the willow patter fantasy
The boy and girl have crossed the bridge of tears
And like the birds above, they are sending down their love.

Flying, flying, flying to be free again
Flying, flying, flying to be free again
Flying, flying, flying to be free again
Flying, flying, flying to be free again.

Dying, dying, dying to be free again
Dying, dying, dying to be free again.

Cousins-Hooper

Blue skies above me
I've someone to love me
To take good care of me forever.

Through all that time can send
We'll make it to the end
Just you and me, my friend, forever.

Oh weeping willow
Please share my pillow
So that the clouds will billow forever.

And I don't have to bend
We'll make it to the end
Just you and me, my friend, forever.

The gypsy woman who sold me her heather
She told me its good luck would last me forever
(Forever, forever).

We've got our lives to spend
We'll make it to the end
Just you and me, my friend, forever.

And I don't have to bend
We'll make it to the end
Just you and me, my friend, forever.

Through all that time can send
We'll make it to the end
Just you and me, my friend, forever.

Strike the fiddle, start the hoedown
Rid me of my heavy load
I can see those bright lights shining
A little way further down the road

Mysteries of ancient wonders
Vanish as my world explodes
Memories of old ambitions
A little way further down the road

All the pain of making progress
Vanished when the west wind blowed
I have seen myself tomorrow
A little further down the road

I have rid myself of strangers
Buried in the overload
I can see myself tomorrow
A little way further down the road

Cousins

You have been my lighthouse in every storm
You have given shelter, you have kept me safe and warm
And in my darkest nights you have shone your brightest lights
You are my saving grace, darling, I love you.

You have been the pilot who guides me home
You have been my rock as on the Seven Seas I roam
And when I was becalmed you were the strength in my arms
You are my saving grace, darling, I love you.

And when you found my back was torn and broken on the reef
You sailed your tiny boat across the dark seas of my disbelief.

You have been the anchor and I the chain
Straining as we hold ourselves together in the rain
I have found you ever there, my constant keeper's daughter fair
You are my saving grace, darling, I love you, darling, I love you.

You have been my lighthouse
In every storm
You have given shelter
You have kept me safe and warm
And in my darkest nights
You have shone your brightest lights
You are my saving grace
Darling I love you.

You have been the pilot
Who guides me home
You have been the my rock
As on the seven seas I roam
And when I was becalmed
You were the strength in my arms
You are my saving grace
Darling I love you.

And when I found my back
Was torn and broken on the reef
You sailed your tiny boat
Across the dark seas of my disbelief.

You have been the anchor
And I the chain
Straining as we hold ourselves
Together in the rain
I have found you ever there
My constant keeper's daughter fair
You are my saving grace
Darling I love you.

Cousins

Is it the painter or the picture hanging in the gallery ?
Admired by countless thousands who attempt to read the secrets
Of his vision of his very soul.

Is it the painter or the picture hanging in the gallery ?
Or is it but a still life of his own interpretation
Of the way that God had made us in the image of His eye ?

Is it the sculptor or the sculpture standing in the gallery ?
Touched by fleeting strangers who desire to feel the strength of hands
That realised a form of life.

Is it the sculptor or the sculpture standing in the gallery ?
Or is it but the tenderness with which his hands were guided
To discard the unessentials and reveal the perfect truth ?

Is it the actor or the drama playing to the gallery ?
Heard in every corner of the theatre of cruelty
That masks the humour in his speech.

Is it the actor or the drama playing to the gallery ?
Or is it but the character of any single member of the audience
That forms the plot of each and every play ?

Is it the singer or his likeness hanging in the gallery ?
Tongue black, still and swollen, his eyes staring from their sockets
He is silent now, will sing no more.

Is it the singer or his likeness hanging in the gallery ?
Or is it but his conscience, insecurity and loneliness
When destiny becomes at last the cause of his demise ?

Ford

Crowded afternoon and there's not enough room in the city today
The people assembled to hear what resembled evangelists say
Some came just to see them for a laugh, others to be free
Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise.

Tears from the crowd with men crying aloud or just ringing their hands
The love in their hearts at this joining of people from far away lands
I'd so many questions I could ask, I wanted to be free
Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise.

Cheers from the crowd for a much-loved constituent lately arrived
Here's to the soul of the man who takes toll for just staying alive
Can't ignore the feeling in the air, glad that I was there
Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise.

Evening drew on with a change of opinion from left wing and right
And North accused South who were left little doubt that they needed to fight
I cannot begin to understand the suffering tonight
Fools must pretend to be wise
Fools must pretend to be wise
Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise.

Ford

Crowded afternoon and there's not enough room in the city today
The people assembled to hear what resembled evangelists say
Some came just to see them for a laugh, others to be free
Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise.

Tears from the crowd with men crying aloud or just ringing their hands
The love in their hearts at this joining of people from far away lands
I'd so many questions I could ask, I wanted to be free
Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise.

Cheers from the crowd for a much-loved constituent lately arrived
Here's to the soul of the man who takes toll for just staying alive
Can't ignore the feeling in the air, glad that I was there
Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise.

Evening drew on with a change of opinion from left wing and right
And North accused South who were left little doubt that they needed to fight
I cannot begin to understand the suffering tonight
Fools must pretend to be wise
Fools must pretend to be wise
Fools must pretend to be wise, we've a faith that we use as a heavy disguise.