Lyrics/Writing

  • Scribblings
    Andy's scribblings
  • Rosie Is A Goldmine
    Michael felt like an emperor
    When she showed him the summerhouse
    A pallet bed in a treasure trove
    fallen feather this is your home

    Shelter here a while
    Sleep on the porch of this goldmine

    He fled home when he was young
    A wistful soul with a silver tongue
    Peered out through a periscope
    When she beckoned him in from the wind and snow

    Kick the dirt from your feet
    We’ll find diamonds inside these bedsheets
    4nd gold in our teeth said Rosie

    With Rosie there’s no turning back
    She stole the fear from his coal black heart
    Lay on the grass, by the smokestack
    Nothing under the sun could tear them apart

    Cos Rosie is a goldmine
    Rosie is a goldmine
  • The Lapping Sea
    I’m too much fire, not enough breeze
    Don’t really know who I’m supposed to be
    Let down your drawbridge
    to this war
    Spilling my entrails on the floor

    Will she walk with me into
    The lapping sea
    Will she walk with me into
    The lapping, the lapping sea

    Into the tidepool, into the cave
    Are we both blind or are we kind of brave
    Baried our secret in the sand
    Our feet are sinking where we stand

    Will she walk with me into
    The lapping sea
    Will she walk with me into
    The lapping, the lapping sea
  • Bloodhound

    Feral fox felt the headlights wrap around him
    like sap around a fly
    Final thought, this must be the magic I’ve hunted all my life

    Now he’s just a pile of red fur
    That lies at the side of the road
    An old flame, a feast for the worms
    A flag that will never be flown

    And I drift by like smoke from the mouths of the houses
    That choke out the dreams of their hosts
    Does this world feel callous and crowded?
    A bloodhound at your throat

    Put the bright canaries in cages
    And take them down the mines
    Could it be these sleepers in doorways
    Are early warning signs

    Of a world about to implode
    Swallowed up whole by the sea
    To pass out in the withering cold
    And wake with the sweeping machines

    And I drift by like smoke from the mouths of the houses
    That choke out the dreams of their hosts
    Does this world feel callous and crowded?
    A bloodhound at your throat

    I’m out walking on my own
    Hear the cogs of the world turn slowly
    And my heart might turn to stone
    If I don’t keep it closed sometimes
    Through the moonlight
    Through the snow
    I’ll keep walking till I learn to let go

    And I drift by like smoke from the mouths of the houses
    That choke out the dreams of their hosts
    Does this world feel callous and crowded?
    A bloodhound at your throat
  • Bluebird

    Absence never made the heart grow fonder
    All our skin got torn and cast asunder
    Don’t cry when the tree creaks
    When your house sets swallowed by the creepers
    This life is a wingbeat on a landfill
    On a landfill heap of all we plunder

    Do you hear the bluebird chirping in my chest
    She still believes that the future is no enemy

    Breath deep, pray we have not been neglected
    Nestle with me and we’ll stay protected

    We wait nervously here for empty words from wounded leaders
    We wait nervously here for wounded words and who will lead us?

    Breath deep, pray we have not been neglected
    Nestle with me and we’ll Stay protected
    Stand by for the landslide
    Peel your eyes to see your world upended
    Slow dance with your shadow
    See the blood moon in the sky suspended

    Do you hear the bluebird chirping in my chest
    She still believes that the future is no enemy
  • Wayward Heart

    I fought the rebel without a cause
    Wrestled the devil then fled the war
    I’ll paint my lady in the stars
    Take all this love from my waiting heart

    Angel, your halo’s a fiery thread
    Tangle your toes around my head
    I’m sure your world’s a work of art
    Take all this love from my wayward heart

    What are we here for?
    Rollup the towels, put them under the door
    Keep out the flames, they’ll swallow those old ways
    Or learn to love with the bold and brave

    We’ll build our tower to the clouds
    Grow roots into the fallow ground
    Your eyes would draw the miners from the dark
    Take all this love from my wasting heart
  • Lisa’s Riding
    The world is flat, the sky is gray
    A stray cat scratches at the clay
    From a river bridge you throw a stick
    And watch it as it floats away

    Cos Lisa’s riding through the rain again
    Lisa’s riding through the rain again

    She’s starting fires on lonely streets
    A starlet on the silver screen
    You sit and watch from the tree tops
    And listen as she slips away

    Cos Lisa’s riding through the rain again
    Lisa’s riding through the rain again

    Will she see you when the leaves have gone?
    Pale as the moon
    Will you sing to her your secret song?
    Or will it always be too soon?

    Cos Lisa’s riding through the rain again
    Yeah Lisa’s riding through the rain again
  • Very Proud Of This One
    When the sun spills its yolk into the blue sky
    Pours liquid gold over the wheat fields
    Twin oil lamps flicker in the old man’s eyes

    And he says ‘you must be very proud of this one’

    We tell him that we are with eyes like chandeliers
    He shares the same old stories but we don’t mind
    He’s lived the life he’s chosen, one to be revered
    And he says ‘you must be very proud of this one’

    Endlessly leafing through the same paperback
    Same two pages stay fresh as daisies
    He rests a gentle hand upon our babies head
    and he says ‘you must be very proud of this one’

    Oh we are, we say, so proud
    We’re told that’s a sin but what are they on about
    Wrinkled tree, shelter the sapling
    New fires begin while older ones peter out
    Seek within, tell us your memories
    In your museum the walls are all crumbling
    in your museum the walls are all crumbling
    in your museum the walls are all crumbling
  • Weight Of The World
    Take these vagrant eyes
    Lock them up for treason
    Open as the sky
    Rusty as the season

    Break my heart and buy a load
    Of this fear they’re selling

    No one told you to shoulder the weight of the world but you

    From this empty stage
    All the seats are open
    To the falling rain
    When this age turns golden

    Wake me up, I’ll fall asleep
    Curled up with my shadow

    No one told you to shoulder the weight of the world but you

    Autumn spills its leaves into the river
    frozen webs all shimmer in the dew
    And I hope you know I’m here with you
    It’s true

    I was told we’re born
    As ten thousand people
    And all our restless forms
    Scatter off like ravens

    When we fail to heed their calls
    When we fail to see them

    No one told you to shoulder the weight of the world but you
  • Brighten Up The Place

    You had so much to say
    Bat you chose to stay quiet mostly
    Work’s over for the day
    and you’re unwinding in your greenhouse
    Tending those strange plants from other worlds
    And I’m sure you can relate to them
    And I know who you grow them for
    She fills the house with them
    they keep her company all day long
    Brighten up the place

    We even planted some inside your grave with you
    Past and present tense
    I’ve got it all mixed up again

    Brighten up the place
    We even planted some inside your grave with you
    Past and present tense
    I’ve got it all mixed up again…

  • Soldier of The Sun

    If I were Will I’d fix all the holes in your old canoe
    Hold your shadowy soul to the light of the moon
    Like a child with a treasure map tea stained and torn
    And the treasure those cheshire cat grins that we wore

    Your race is run
    Soldier of the sun
    Feathers burned
    Bright for everyone

    Now you live in what grows from the forest floor
    A fern a closed fist holding onto your
    Star scattered dreams and your poetry
    lost in a foxglove, a bumblebee

    Your race is run
    Soldier of the sun
    Feathers burned
    Bright for everyone

    So float where smoke rings are spiralling
    Swim with the wake water rippling
    And know you’re carried in our hearts forevermore