Warchild Lyrics

Walking on velvet green. Scots pine growing. Isn't it rare to be taking the air, singing. Walking on velvet green. Walking on velvet green. Distant cows lowing. Never a care: wit...Read Full Lyrics

I sit by the cutting on the Beaconsfield line. He's watching me watching the trains go by. And they move so fast --- boy, they really fly. He's still watching me watching you watch...Read Full Lyrics

She drifted from some minor festival. Didn't look like any sumrner of love: Just a thousand weekend warriors in a muddy field. She was the hand to fit my glove. Funny thing, the in...Read Full Lyrics

Whenever I get to feel this way, Try to find new words to say, I think about the bad old days We used to know. Nights of winter turn me cold -- Fears of dying, getting old. We ran...Read Full Lyrics

Good morning Weathercock: How did you fare last night? Did the cold wind bite you, did you face up to the fright When the leaves spin from October And whip around your tail? Did yo...Read Full Lyrics

When I was young and they packed me off to school And taught me how not to play the game, I didn't mind if they groomed me for success, Or if they said that I was a fool. So I left...Read Full Lyrics

I review my past through wicked windows framed in silver And hung in toughened glass, upon my face, around and over. Now and then... Memories of men who loved me. No stolen kiss - ...Read Full Lyrics

In days of peace -- Sweet smelling summer nights Of wine and song; Dusty pavements burning feet. Why am I crying, I want to know. How can I smile and make it right? For sixty days ...Read Full Lyrics

There's the stillness of death on a deathly unliving sea, And the motor car magical world long since ceased to be, When the Eve-bitten apple returned to destroy the tree. Incestuo...Read Full Lyrics

When I was a young man (as all good tales begin) I was taught to hold out my hand And for my pay I worked an honest day And took what pittance I could win Now I'm a working John an...Read Full Lyrics