There are ten thousand graves. In Hong Kong Protestant Cemetery. Every one of them says. Born and died and the rest might be history Walking there I'd cry. For my love was there to lie. I never k
You're one of those elephant hunters from Ebbsfleet. Primordial superman. I know the trouble you've gotten in. Leave this trouble half cottoned down If I know better, I don't know better. If I kno
They're taking pictures of the man from God. I hope his cassock's clean. The burden of being our holy fellas. Your halo'd better gleam, better gleam What of all those wayward priests?. The ones wh
There's a man at hand, there's a way between. The sinking sand and a crooked dream. And collared off at the modern age of nine. Summoned off for walking down the line They lost eyes in old city str
Shore to shore, got some land between. Island life is living from a cup of broken queens. Hit the jackpot rolling through a pipe dream in a knot. And I'm missing what was pissing up the wall that I
I've been drooling. At some mangy scraps of bread. And these hungry voices. Make a lot of noise inside my head Show me the way to the rubbish dump. Or the bins at closing time. I'd walk a mile ju
Tickle me pink, I'm rosy as a flushed red apple skin. Except I've never been as sweet. I've rolled around the orchard and found myself too awkward. And tickle me green, I'm too naive Pray for the p
I knew no vices and I knew no sins. I knew the words but they didn't sink in. Stayed out those tunnels that pull people down. There's more of those tunnels in your home town. Fell far from grace,
Time rolls the back wheels of my mind. You helped me put the brakes on 'cos you're kind. I wonder where you learned to be so good. I wonder if I'm doing the best I could I could be somewhere else.
Well, I'm sure you're near and I can almost smell you. But the winds are up at the walls again. And I can hear you coming, heaven helped you coming. I believe in heaven, it's a wait away Did you le
