The Seventh Star (Week 3 - Seventh)

Been thinking ages about this bloody song
Tried different lyrics and it’s all gone wrong
But there’s a deadline that I have to keep
So I’m gonna do it half-arsed

I’ll write down any old shit that rhymes
Get the song in before my bedtime
Better a rubbish song than no song at all
So I’m gonna do it half-arsed

I’m his girlfriend 
and I have to sing on this track 
To prove he got some help
And he followed the theme

It’s his fault this part’s crap
the words don’t even rhyme
and here comes some guitar 
because he’s out of ideas

Half-arsed (Week 7 - Collaboration)

Arguing with my mama
She said you just ain't right
Arguing with my mama
We had a big old fight

Yes I'm arguing with my mama
She said, I want you out my sight 
Get outta my door, don't want you here no more
She kicked me out for the night

So I'm walkin' on down the railroad track
I saw a bright green light
Walkin' on down that railroad track
Gave me an awful fright

Yes I'm walkin' on down that railroad track
I saw a crazy sight
A big trash can with a hundred foot span 
Scoop me up and take a flight

Now there's this dude with big black eyes
And pale, sweaty skin
He ask me, where your leader at
Who's your kith and kin

He got this iron broomstick
And look me in the eye
He hold me down, put my pants to the ground 
And put it where the sun don't shine

I wake up by the railroad track 
I don't know where I'm at
I wake up by the railroad track 
Dust myself off, get my hat

I wake up by the railroad track
And get up off the floor
Say sorry to my baby though she drives me crazy
And we ain't gonna fight no more

Abduction Blues (Week 8 - Syncopation)

I Did Nothing Today (Week 9 - 9/16)

I don’t know what I like, but I like my wok
I don’t know what I want but I’m gonna cook
Gonna make a drink and get well fed
I’m gonna write a song and then go to bed

Dad talks to me about trivial shit
About sourdough bread and I don’t eat wheat
He lost his marriage cos he couldn’t connect
And I got a bad feeling that I’m the same way 

Took a walk into town today
Bought a secondhand book and a chai latte
Sun was out and people were smiling
But there’s anger in my belly and things I want to say

I thought, everyone wants something from me
But no one gives a fuck about what I need
‘What do you want?’ is the most important question
And people rarely ask it of anyone else

Hannah at work, it’s her nana’s birthday
Turned 96 and they bought her some cake
She says nana has no will anymore
And doesn’t make sense, she’d be better off dead

In the morning my girlfriend makes plans
And talks about places where she wants to go
I drink coffee and stare at the wall
All I want is peace and quiet, I should tell her so

Wok (Week 10 - Circle)

I Think I'm Going To Throw Up (Week 16 - Diminished Triad)

You said you’d had too much
I wasn’t listening then but I am listening now

Listening Now (Week 17 - Five)

If (Week 21 - Mixed Meter)

Cup of Tea, Slow Day (Week 23 - Sample)

Is it me or is it the sun
I want to turn my back on everyone
Is it you or is it the moon
How did we go back to square one so soon

Giving in is so easy
Like a waterslide in the middle of June
I’ve had enough of this blue heat
I’ve had enough of this blue heat

Is it them or is it the time
I want to take back everything that’s mine
Is it us or is it the place
Trade in the dark matter that we have for space    

Giving in is so easy
Like a waterslide in the middle of June  
I’ve had enough of this blue heat
I’ve had enough of this blue heat

Blue Heat (Week 24 - Colour)

Tom Speaks (Week 30 - Spoken Word)

Ask what I want to be
I say a beekeeper
No people, just me
Just me and the bees

Now I’m reading a book
In the shade of a tree
Dead man’s words and me
In the shade of a tree

Disappointed and free
No cage and no key
The door is ajar
But I’ll wait and see

Regret ebbs and flows
Like waves on the sea 
Send the boat out
And head for the quay

Beekeeper (Week 31 - Reverse)

I Come Here Every Year (Week 36 - Retrospective)

Here I am 
There you go 
Where we are
I don’t know

Here at last
At the gate
There are things
Inside to hate

Keep the peace
Bide the time
Brew the coffee
Drink the wine

Swept along 
With the tide
Blame the moon
Enjoy the ride

Swept Along (Week 37 - Solo)

Arty Farty Shiitake Party (Week 38 - Tuned Percussion)

I’m pretty late to this game
I am ashamed, no one else to blame

How can I make up for lost time
Is there a ladder left to climb

I left it too long 
I left it too long

I’m not sure I can learn to care 
I’m not the kind to share

Some look toward the end ahead 
It gets them out of bed 

I left it too long
I left it too long

I Left It Too Long (Week 40 - Space)

Embers (Week 43 - Five Minutes)

J’ai un éléphant
Il s’appelle Bertrand
Bertrand, il est grand
Mon éléphant Bertrand

Bertrand, Bertrand
Souvent je ne comprends pas
Bertrand, Bertrand 
Tu habilles comme James Bond
Je ne comprends pas, Bertrand

Bertrand porte une cravate 
Il tire son arme sur le chat 
Bertrand, il aime les filles 
Il fait l’amour comme un gorille 

Bertrand, Bertrand
Souvent je ne comprend pas
Bertrand, Bertrand
Tu fais peur à tout le monde
Tu n’es pas un espion, Bertrand 

Tu sais que je t’aime
Mais je suis fatigué, c’est un problème 
La  vodka martinis est chère 
Tu es tres particulier 

Bertrand, Bertrand
Souvent je ne comprends pas
Bertrand, Bertrand 
Tu habilles comme James Bond
Je ne comprends pas, Bertrand

Bertrand (Week 44 - Foreign Language)

The mix of ingredients 
The shade of the sun 
A meeting of our hearts
Broken pieces into one

The fun architect 
And the fun engineer
They both try their best
Mostly fun just appears 

When I try to recreate
Something is not right
The key gets stuck in the gate
We’re left in the night      

What is the recipe?

Recipe (Week 45 - Simple)

My why is not your why
My plan is not your plan
Get out

Get Out (Week 46 - Old School)

I’ve never liked him much
Your choice disappointed me
I wanted to cut him out
It was you I wanted to see

But when I heard the news
It pulled my mind in two
Don’t want you to be on your own
Don’t want you to be on your own

I was angry at you for a long time
Felt like the rock was taken from underneath my feet
Second guessing things I thought were fine
As you moved to a different street

But you had your reasons and a heart
Who’d begrudge you a new start
Don’t want you to be on your own
Don’t want you to be on your own

On Your Own (Week 47 - Loneliness)

Summer job age 16
Spent all my money on CDs
You drove me in 
Ready to go by 6.30

Four weeks a year
That was what your life was about
Four weeks a year
That was your only way out

Watching the clock, wanting to leave
But my boss was my dad’s best friend 
Putting things into boxes
Stacking towers of them end to end

Four weeks a year
That was what your life was about
Four weeks a year
That was your only way out

Now you are retired
Played some golf but your knees are screwed
Now you have all the time
All you ever wanted but you’ve nothing to do 

Four weeks a year
That was what your life was about
Four weeks a year
That was your only way out

Four Weeks (Week 48 - Holiday)

Street (Week 49 - Two Instruments)

A room full of maps, I want to stay here
Small town amoeba, so full of fear
Places I’ve been, hotels and bars
Beaches and woods, strange beds in the dark

I’ve heard there’s a place in the sun
All I hear is the rain on the window

Tea and some toast, the snot in my nose
Drinking a lemsip in my winter clothes
Lie in the bath, reading a book
My face in the taps, as old as I’ve looked

I’ve heard there’s a place in the sun
All I see are dead leaves in the garden 

I wander around, no plan in my head
You have to keep moving, can’t stay in bed
The future is sitting on top of my chest 
Just like a bully who won’t let me rest

I’ve heard there’s a place in the sun
All I feel are the nights getting longer

All I (Week 50 - Travel)

Life is on hold and it snowed last night
Watching shows online, thinking about old friends 
And I’m giddy from the coffee in the morning
Need to tie up all these loose ends

And I hope people liked the gifts I bought
Going to give most of mine away
I’m grateful but I want less and less
Except time but there isn’t a way 

And I feel like all my Christmases have come at once
And I feel like all my Christmases have come at once

And It Snowed (Week 51 - Xmas)

I would like to waste a little less time
I would like to find more things that I like
And to walk over hills in the sunshine

I would like to read some great books
There are more than I can read in one life
So much time is used up in being bored   

I would like to lose a few pounds
I would like my hair to stay brown
And I don’t want a six pack any more

I would like to be there for my mother
I would like to make time for my friends
And I don’t want to argue anymore

I would like to feel less afraid 
I would like to be more of a man
And to take all my failures on the chin

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