Tracing absence
Trace it back to him
To her
To you
Met with a rumour at a party
You’re back again and going soon
There you go again In the blue of the night
Out of sight
Out of mind
But my mind’s making grand gestures

I guess this is it now
I live in a strange town now
I guess this is it now
I live in a strange town now

I went to the house of the rising sun
Perfect people
Perfect love
Perfect fun
But I couldn’t help but think about this costume for a simple man
Dressed in colourful clothing
Chain smoking
I see it all now

You’re sorry I feel this way
Some kinda power play
I didn’t ask to be muted
I didn’t speak to be erased

I guess I’ll see you on the billboards
I guess I’ll see you on the TV
I guess I’ll see you on the billboards
I guess I’ll see you on the TV
I guess I’ll see you on the billboards
I guess I’ll see you
I guess this is it now I live in a strange town now

You've become my Everyman
I look for you in every man 
You’ve become my everyman
I look for you in every man 
I thought I saw you

He’s missing out on autumn down in San Francisco
Scott McKenzie on repeat
It scored the board at Heathrow 
My sister she’s in Edinburgh 
New life
New plan
New man 

In this grief tainted mess
We radiate strength
Absent mind
Absent friends are they watching? 

Ha ha aaah 

You’ve become my Everyman
I look for you in every man 
You’ve become my Everyman
I look for you in every man 
I thought I saw you

Devoted to the orchestra and new romances
He went away
Not far he’d say
Come over it’s an easy plane
But Luxembourg have closed their borders
He’s missing out on day to day 

In this grief 
In this mess
We radiate strength
Absent mind
Absent friends are they watching? 

Ha ha aaah 

You’ve become my Everyman
I look for you in every man 
You’ve become my everyman
I look for you in every man 
I thought I saw you

Outside
Nearby 
Oh no I thought I saw you 

Outside
Nearby 
Oh no
I thought I saw you

Little do they know of Loophole liberation
In silent limbo
I should feel bad
I don’t feel bad 
Obliged to walk the line
Attempting conversation 
He’s looking down
He’s hard to read
Embarrassed by my fumbling 

Perhaps he doesn’t mind it
Perhaps he’s scared to delve too deep
In case he can’t resurface 
And he’s an older brother
And I’ve never felt younger

Burning with desire
Ferociously obsessive 
The thrill of what’s not meant to be
I act upon my fantasy 
I should feel bad I don’t feel bad

Perhaps he doesn’t mind it
Perhaps he’s scared to delve too deep
In case he can’t resurface 
And he’s an older brother
And I’ve never felt younger

An affair manifested
Thriving in freedom
Holding the power
Living off attraction
He asked for my kiss and it was sweetly intended
Commanding the stage 
In the morning he’s knitting
He said “I won’t stop knitting this scarf until your return”
I regret my resisting 
Handy craft is the truest form of rock and roll

It’s taken its toll
This rock and roll
It’s taken its toll
At Loophole 
Little do they know

You’re in season so I’ll let you grow
I’m wholeheartedly myself
With you I’m someone else 

I’m still thinking of our babies
Our babies
Our babies
I’m still thinking of our babies
Our babies
Our babies

In pursuit of love 
I look up wide with child’s eyes
A feline like tongue on your cheek on your lips 
I’m regurgitating our simple pleasures
Pleading modestly without words
Save your glorious skin for mine
Your hands for mine
Your good mornings and goodbyes
We are only lovers now 

You’re in season so I’ll let you grow
From committed conjoinment we detangle in soil 

This new dawn is yet to follow through 
I’m over you
I’m under you 
And I’m still thinking of our babies
Our babies
Our babies

This new dawn is yet to follow through 
I’m over you
I’m under you 
And I’m still thinking of our babies
Our babies
Our babies

You’re in season so I’ll let you grow

I know I’m irrational 
I’ve been told countless times before
But when these feelings are ingrained 
I can’t help what I do 
I can’t help what I say 

Pixelated images
Leave only your skin tones 
And although you try to understand 
You don’t know what to do 
You don’t know what to say 

Oh so who do I call 
Who do I call 

The kettle’s finished boiling now 
But you remain numb in your chair
And we just stare
And I wonder why we’re so unsatisfied 

The steam clogs our eyes
My vision’s mistified 
Making it hard to catch the daylight 

I can’t help what I do 
I can’t help what I say 
Oh so who do I call 
Who do I call

You don’t know what to do 
You don’t know what to say 
Oh so who do I call
Who do I call

Early morning sunrise
Lucid pictures evade her mind
Aimless walks in the afternoon
She is longing to be with you

Through the void of senseless thinking
Touch is abstract free of feeling

All the things she longs to be
You can give her vicariously
Sweet release she’s waiting for
Knowing soon she will be yours

She dreams until morning comes
She dreams until morning comes

Careful wishing (she sleeps so lightly)
Lullabye (ever so slightly)
Smooth transition
A view of paradise

Her vision’s a maze of blurs and colours

God’s Garden

I expect you to be nice 
I expect you to think twice
about the way you hold my heart
I’m asking you politely 
I’m no longer compromising 

Orbiting stars like satellites 
Enter stage left and exit right 
My saving grace to Eve’s delight
Temptation seeks another bite

God’s Garden in our hearts
Tend to every part
God’s Garden in our hearts
When talking about love
It’s us I’m thinking of
It’s us I’m thinking of

I expect you to be nice
I expect you to entice
with the shape of your embrace 
Talk to me politely 
I’m no longer compromising 

Bless this matrimony
Au naturale 
Naked flesh will serve you well
Apple red confetti
Honeymoon suite
Holy seeds are rooted deep

Intentions unsure and my face bare 
I begin
I begin
I run to catch the train at Sydenham 
Not quite sure why
My excursion is futile 

I sense your figure through the frosted glass
My eyes are blind
I stay outside
I observe you but I don’t want you 
How cruel this is 
How cruel I am 

Cruel Lover
Cruel Lover 

And it’s getting so old 
And I’m tired of pretending 
And it’s getting so old
And I’m tired of pretending 

Announcing my feelings so flippantly 
I guess that I’m seeking 
Needing something 
I seem to have told everyone but you 
How cruel this is 
How cruel I am 

Cruel Lover
Cruel Lover

Unnaturally
I’ll leave it how I think they’d like to view me
A fake coincidence 
A purposeful accident 
Unnaturally 

I’ll present them with personality 
Yes I’ll serve it with champagne 
Prove that you care
Thank god you care 
Unnaturally 

I want you 
I want them to adore me 
I want you 
I want them to adore me 

Too late 
The champagne is just so distracting 
I guess I’ll glance at the aftermath 
But please spare me of the occasion
Let it be known that I also know
Unnaturally 

I want you
I want them to adore me 
I want you
I want them to adore me 

All I wanted to do was dance and let loose 
Why won’t you take my photograph 
Catch me off guard 
I’m waiting for you 
I’m waiting 

I want them to adore me

Look at me 
Adore me

Don’t look at me that way 
I caught you passing through me 
Passing through me that way 
I like to stir 
Perhaps a reminder of the truth behind you 

Take a snapshot 
Envelope it and send it to me 
Feel my pain now
Develop it and post it to me
Your messages
Keep them coming at me 

Cold face, warm cheeks 
The tension is rising as I speak so dismally 
Slumped on my knees
I look for a God
Though I don’t believe
I pray desperately 

Take a snapshot 
Envelope it and send it to me 
Feel my pain now
Develop it and post it to me
Your messages
Keep them coming at me

I washed your clothes in the lake where I bathe
I sigh ashamed 
Soaking our skin in cold water again
We take the blame