1. THE UNINVITED GUEST

You may not recall the moment that you asked me
But your invitation was clear
You'll pretend you've never met me but it's far too late
Now I'm here
Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you

I'm the one who loves you best
I'm the Thirteenth at the Table
I'm the Uninvited Guest
I'm the Banquo at your banquet
I'm the cuckoo in your nest
I'm you fifteen stone first-footer
I'm the Uninvited Guest

I was there when you said insincere I love you's
to a woman who wasn't your wife
And I fronted you the money that you ran away and blew
On the biggest regret of your life.
Cause I'm the one who knows what scares you

I'm the one who loves you best
I'm the Thirteenth at the Table
I'm the Uninvited Guest
I'm the Banquo at your banquet
I'm the cuckoo in your nest
I'm your New Year's resolution
I'm the Uninvited Guest
I'm the Face you hoped you'd never see

But always knew you would
I'm the on thing you knew you shouldn't do
But did because you could
I'm the evil in your bloodstream
I'm the rash upon your skin

And you made a big mistake alright
The day you let me in
And you could fly to the other side of the world
You know you'd only find
I've reserved the seat behind you
We could talk about old times




2. THE BELL IN THE SEA

I dreamed I rolled on the ocean floor
In the sunken bones of a broken ship
On the shadow line where whispers creep
To the world above from the world beneath
On waves of silver I dreamed of gold
'Till I lost the peace that dreaming gives
I dreamed of the moment of my own death
That no one ever dreams and lives

I dreamed I sailed to the mirrored edge
Of the murky world for an iron bell
That dragged me down to the ocean depths
And rang to mark where my shadow fell

On waves of silver I dreamed of gold
'Till I lost the peace that dreaming gives
I dreamed of the moment of my own death
That no one ever dreams and lives
That no one ever dreams and lives

I dreamed I slept on the ocean bed
In a silent grave of silver sand
And rolled in the sway of an iron bell
I've heard it said when they go to sea
On stormy nights you can hear her moan
She tolls for the mourning of my own death
And echoes here on the village stones

I dreamed of silver I dreamed of gold
'Till I lost the peace that dreaming gives
I dreamed of the moment of my own death
That no one ever dreams and lives
That no one ever dreams and lives