1. INTRODUCTION

Instrumental


2. CONCEAL ME

Hey Now
I'm speaking once again
Oh yeah
My name is in your head
So strange
These people that you have
That's right my friend
It's all just where you're at
This is how I like to play
This is how I feel these days
This is how I like to play
This is how I feel these days

Take me
Conceal me where you like
You will see it open
From within I will rise
Like seasons
Your flavour will die
On and on these people
They'll listen every time

This is how I like to play
This is how I feel these days

This is how I like to play
This is how I feel these days


3. THE 12th OF SEPTEMBER

It's come to our attention
Life now is bound to change
While we the peaceful majority
We sit back and anticipate

These are our days now
These are not the same now
These are not the same
These human beings are dangerous
Their greed is contagious
Now the world it waits

These people they attacked our freedom
Their weapons technology and hate
Lives were stolen without warning
Brothers and sisters now erased

These are our days now
These are not the same now
These are not the same
These human beings are dangerous
Their greed is contagious
Now the world it waits


4. WHERE DO WE FIT

Same when I left you
Now the same upon return
As your pages flip over
You seem to let them burn
You drink from the bottle
That stole your friend
Your friend
Your friend
Now the seasons
They come and they go
I watch the blossoms
As the bees take their own
I peer through the water
That floods my eyes
My eyes (x2)

I want you in my life
I feel I need you in my life
But I can't have you
Not tonight
Not these days (x4)

I watch our children
As they play in the sand
Speaking those words
That only you can understand
I know inside of you
You feel that they are gold
You know there's time
They are not yet old

They want you in their lives
I feel they need you in their lives
But they can't have you
Not tonight
Not these days (x4)

I hope these things
They come alive inside you
And you recognise
I hope these things

They come alive and bite you
In the night
I see you standing with each child
And laughing
As you feed their smiles
I hope these things
They come alive and bite you
In the night

Because we
We need you (x2)
In our lives

Because these days are
These days are nothing
Tell me where do we fit in
These days are
These days are nothing
Tell me where do we fit in


5. TO LET

The sun is peaking
The sun is peering across the bay
I am walking
Sucking stale air on this fine day
Fat lady squeaking
Fat lady she shuffles ten feet in front
Her pants are squeaking
Her pants are squeaking as she does
I'll sit him down
I'll sit him down

The sun is peaking
The sun is peering across the bay
I am walking
Sucking stale air on this fine day
I'll sit him down
I'll sit him down

Would you let me know
Would you let me go
Would you let me know (x2)
Would you let me go
Here don't fly away now


6. LIGHT THE SHADE

When you're feeling lonely
And you heart is hungry
I'll light the shade
When the moon escapes you
And the sun denies you
I'll light the shade

"Ooh ma na da ba chicka ba ayy
Ooh ma na da ba chicka ba ohhh
Ooh ma na da ba chicka ba ayy
Eh oh oh eh oh"
(x2)

When the question's pending
You feel it all descending
I'll light the shade
Out answer searching
When it's all confusing
I'll light the shade

"Ooh ma na da ba chicka ba ayy
Ooh ma na da ba chicka ba ohhh
Ooh ma na da ba chicka ba ayy
Eh oh oh eh oh"
(x2)

Out answer searching
When it's all confusing
I'll light the shade
When the moon escapes you
And the sun denies you
I'll light the shade


7. LITTLE CHIEF

Touch me now
Feel my face
You are the one
For you I breathe
Eager hands in skin so fresh
You are the one
For you I breathe
Trusting smile
So sweet and safe
You are the one
For you I breathe
So touch me now
And trust always
For you are the one
You are my son
Precious little life
To guide and lead
With open arms

I'll guide and I'll lead
Precious little life
To guide and lead
With an open mind
I'll guide and I'll lead
Precious little life
To guide and lead
With open eyes
I'll guide and I'll lead
Precious little life
To guide and lead
With an open mind
I'll guide and I'll lead

You where ever your heart wants to go

Touch me now
Feel my face
You are the one
For you I breathe
Eager hands in skin so fresh
You are the one
For you I breathe
Eager hands in skin so fresh
You are the one
For you I breathe
Trusting smile
So sweet and safe
You are the one
For you I breathe
So touch me now
And trust always
You are my son

Precious little life
To guide and lead
With open arms
I'll guide and I'll lead
Preacious little life
To guide and lead
With an open mind

I'll guide and I'll lead
Precious little life
To guide and lead
With open eyes
I'll guide and I'll lead
Precious little life
To guide and lead
With an open mind
I'll guide and I'll lead

You where ever your heart wants to go


8. ONE SHORT STORY

He was a boy
Who felt like a man
She was a girl
From a far away land
Far more beautiful
Than the picture in his hand
She had eyes
That would draw him in
They took a plane ride
Together they would find
Her long lost smile
They went home again
Back to her friends
Back to repair her heart

He loved this girl
With all of his heart
He wanted her mind
Her secrets and her trust

She would never do him any harm
He'd give her the world
If it sat in his palm

One rainy day
It was dark in the sky
She turned and she said to him
With grey in her eyes

Go home again
Go back to your friends (x2)
Go back and repair your heart


His heart turned to liquid
And it trickled from his eyes
All he could do now
At this point in his life

Was to go home again
Back to his friends
Back to repair his heart
Go home again
Go back to your friends
Go back and repair your heart


9. TIMBER AND WOOD

Instrumental


10. 9 TIMES A DAY

Well they dance with my mind
Through these traits undefined
You and you and you alike
Well you all seem to

Blow me away
Nine times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather in my brain
And you dance with my mind

I like to intercept your trance
Dissect the stories that you share
While all the rhythm feeds my soul
It all swells up and

Blows me away
Nine times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather 'ROUND in my brain
And you dance with my mind

You blow me away
Nine times a day then
By the tenth time
I'm drifting away
And you all gather 'ROUND in my brain
And you dance with my mind

Well they dance with my mind
Through these traits undefined
You and you and you alike
Well you all seem to
You dance with my mind


11. THINGS MEANT TO BE

You can find things meant to be
If you look hard into the sea
As the waves land on the beach
I feel her eyes fixed on me
Through the wind in the trees

Mother nature she speaks
Take what she says
Let your heart do the rest

It's in the wind
It's in the trees
It's in the way you smile
At me
It's in the waves up from the sea
It's in the way you feel
When you're pleased
And it's all meant to be
And it's all meant to be

Your heart knows where to go
But your mind can take it slow
It's okay to rest your mind
Let your heart seek and find

It's in the wind
It's in the trees
Listen hard and you
Will see
It's in the waves up from the sea
It's in the way you feel
When you're pleased
And it's all meant to be
And it's all meant to be
These are things just meant to be
These are things like you and me

It's all meant to be
It's all meant to be

These are things just meant to be
These are things like you and me
Mother nature sings and breathes


12. CENTRAL AVENUE

Instrumental


13. THE WIND CRIES MARY

After all the jacks are in their boxes
And the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering on down the street
Footsteps dressed in red
And the wind whispers Mary
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries Mary
The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow
And shine their emptiness down on my bed
The tiny island sags down stream
'cause the life that lived is,
Is dead
And the wind screams Mary
Uh-will the wind ever remember
The names it has blow in the past?
And with this crutch, its old age, and its wisdom
It whispers no, this will be the last
And the wind cries Mary