So we sing along, 
And we are not alone,
But there’s a part of us,
That is never known,
And my saving grace is gone,
I’m a broken man,

When we come of age,
When we separate,
When we’re grieving,
When we celebrate,
When we greet another dawn,
When we keep on keeping on,

And the nomad,
And the farmer,
Were Cain and Abel,
From one father,
Cause one’s been tied too long,
And one keeps moving on,

We got ancestry,
Got technology,
From the spinning wheel,
To atomic energy,
And the days of man are one,
And the best is yet to come…

The Best Is Yet To Come

When the Order's ringing overhead,
and you're not sure if you're alive or dead,
I'll find you, I will find you a bed.

When your caution echoes in the wind,
this life has left you nothing to rescind,
This world to your hopes you have pinned.

Did you enjoy the time I spent with you,
do I become all the things you want me to,
too reckless, too wrecked to be true.

Did childhood steal the magic from your life,
did you dream a home where you would be my wife,
does the stillness in the evening suffice.

I swam across the river in the night,
the ringing order says that all is right,
but right now it feels like I'm losing the fight...

The Ringing Order

This Story’s not ending, Cause there’s no beginning, I’m running in circles, Ever
descending,
And sooner or later, The man with a secret, Remembers a night that, He forgot to
keep it,
So go to my family, And tell them stop yelping, I have a condition, And this isn’t
helping.
I’m upping the ante, I’m anti-dependant, I won’t be accused, I am not a
defendant,
I make my own choices, For better or worse, And each consequence is,
Something I learn from, 
I don’t need to know you, To know you’re in need you, Don’t need to know me, To
know that I need you,
We’re all on the same ground, We’re running and walking, We’re breathing the
same air, It’s keeping us talking,
We’ve got to retrieve all, The pieces are missing, They’re hidden inside us, We’re
hugging and kissing,
Without knowing why we, Are so drawn together, One with the other, Makes both
of us better,
We don’t seem to notice, The kind of hypnosis, The life that we’re living, Is
inflicting upon us.
So where is the woman, The womb of the wisdom, The Love of the night, The
moon of the kingdom,
The half of the saviour, That mirrors the sunshine, How low have we held her,
Withholding our lifeline,
A man of the moment, In a moment of madness, Making the most of, The mood
of the masses,
They’re mastering methods, To move us with meaning, We’re mourning the moon
and we’ve made a machine,
It moves with a motive, To murder it’s masters, The malice is manmade, The
meaning it matters,
So if you have ears now, I ask you to listen, Our time’s running out, And this life
is a mission…

The Waning

I look deep inside, 
I'm trying to find a view,
So maybe I'll see, 
Something I missed in you,
You say that I'm wrong, 
You say that I don't have a clue,
And I know I'm not right, 
There's so much I've failed to do,
But do you realise I'm trying, 
Refusing to fall to despair,
And can you see that I'm dying, 
To tell you just how much I care,
And they say that they know how I'm feeling,
And they say that they know where we are,
Yeah they say that they know how I'm feeling,
But the truth is we ain't come that far.

I remember a time, 
When the dreams were alive in me,
But I burned at both ends, 
And nothing in life is free,
Now I don't burn, 
And God knows my luck is divine,
And though I love my life,
And I'd never go back to that time,
There's no use in denying,
That part of me wants to be there,
But I know I'd be lying,
If I said I'd survive it again,
And they say that they know how I'm feeling,
And they say that they know who I am,
Yeah they say that they know how I'm feeling,
But the truth is they don't understand,
And they don't know who I am.
And they don't, no they don't understand...


Don't Understand

Came back drenched to the bone,
Never felt so damn alone,
Haunts me right now to say,
I was haunted in the nicest way,
Leave me alone,
I'm coming home,

Curled up at the top of my bed,
Felt the heat from my feet to my head,
Dropped deep into Kid A,
Nothing to do, think, hear or say,
Leave me alone,
I'm coming home...

Coming Home

I couldn’t breath, until I met you,
I cried with relief, when you came true,
See it’s the weight of a country,
And it was crushing me down,
It’s the sleep in the forest,
That is never allowed…

Oh there’s plenty like me, in the bayou,
Trapped in the reeds, trying to break through,
But it’s the weight of a country,
And it whispered to me,
If you wait for your freedom,
You will never be free…

Oh it’s the weight of a country,
That is waiting to be,
Shook to the coastlines,
And lost in the sea…

But I couldn’t breath, until I met you….

The Weight of a Country

Tramadol and mephedrone, 
Cause I can’t face this on my own,
I’ve been sensing tension, 
In every conversation,
I don’t know what I’ve Become…

Ecstasy and valium, 
I’m drowning in a vacuum,
My hands are shaking violently, 
I wish you wouldn’t talk to me,
Cause I don’t know what I’ve Become…

It’s speeding up and slowing down, 
The fiercest smile and gentle frown,
The deepness into which you’ve sank, 
The moment that your mind goes blank,
I don’t know what I’ve Become…

I rarely see, 
I’m lost in mind and ego blind,
And blame brings relief, 
But everything is pointing back to me,

So something deeper has been found, 
The words point to where there’s no sound,
The polar force at work in you, 
The scattering of Red, Green, Blue,
The arrogance of urgency, 
The peace inside you never see,
The universal harmony, 
The way it always had to be,
I don’t know what I’ve Become…

BECOME

Your policies are not enough, You should be doing other stuff,
Like letting me know we’re the same, Though you are caught up in a game,
In which you’ve left us all outside, What you would sacrifice for pride,
Oh you will see, That you’re not separate from me,
Oh you will find, That we are not a different kind,
This I know…

And you let on that you are tough, Talking hard and playing rough,
But you’re not made of different stuff, And policies are not enough,
You’ve left the destitute to pay, For every lying word you say,
Oh you will see, That you’re not separate from me,
Oh you will find, That we are not a different kind,
This I know…

You want us all to be afraid, Cap in hand beneath the blade,
But we are here to call your bluff, Cause policies are not enough,
They’re not enough…

Policies

I don't care what their end is,
Their means, they seem to keep us down,
But some voices hardship hardens,
Some lights can never be put out,
Will you help me, Will you follow,

I see so many problems,
Dependence, fear and greed,
And doubt in our own self worth,
Our country has been sold out,
We've got to rise and take it back, what they stole,
Our right to be counted, not by what we own,

I don't know why, I don't know,

The men in power tell us,
That things have never looked so good,
But only for the wealthy, who feed and grow upon our blood,
Cause they never abolished the line which divides us,
They only switched control,

I don't know why, I don't know,

Will you help me,
Will you follow,
Cause they've sunken so low,
The government,
That rob us,
The police men,
That scare us,
The doctors,
That sell us,
To the drug-lords,
That mute us,
They cut you,
They cut me,
For every,
Penny,
Will you help me,
Will you help me,

I don't know, 
I don't know why we seek this middle place,
We have so little faith in our own...

Michael O Brien 2

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