The Fisherman & The Sea

Beggar Princess 

Hey to you my darling 
Have you looked into a mirror lately 
’Cause I’ve been seeing things 
You’ve grown up so much 
I can’t see the end of you 
You’re head in the clouds and your toes dug in the sand 

I want to steal this 
From you, my beggar princess 
And yes, it’s just a moment 
Of truth with you and me in it 

Hey to you my darling 
I’ve woken up to a morning sun 
That draws a halo ’round your head 
Innocence I’ve mocked 
I’ve laughed in scorn 
But now a look at you is like a slap in my old face 

I want to steal this 
From you, my beggar princess 
And yes, it’s just a moment 
Of truth with you and me in it 

So why should we die? 
So why should we die? 
We’re special, you and I 

We got this far 
To fall apart 
Oh, but no 

Hey to you my darling 
Have you seen me lately 
Ready for tomorrow, with a light in my eyes 

I want to feel this 
Like you do my beggar princess 
And yes, it’s just a moment 
Of truth with you and me in it 

So why should we die? 
So why should we die? 
We’re special, you and I

Sea Of Pleasantries 

I’m floating on a sea of hubris 
And the servile few keep growing 
Into a school of mini-mes 
I’m living like I always wanted 
My words are people’s gospel 
And it affects my mind, my friend 

I can not keep things to myself 

Dearie me 
I’m floating on a sea of pleasantries 
’Cause no-one tells me no 
And I don’t say please 
Or any of those other niceties 
’Cause that shit’s just weak 

The other day I felt like sharing 
So I handed my wisdom down 
And it caused a pretty scene 
Some shout at me, but I’m not worried 
I’m protected by laws I loathe 
And therefor disregard 

I find myself the perfect man 

Dearie me 
I’m floating on a sea of pleasantries 
’Cause no-one tells me no 
And I don’t say please 
Or any of those other niceties 
’Cause that shit’s just weak 
That shit is just weak 

There were shots from some poor dummy 
I never said to take my meaning by the word 
Dear listener, don’t worry about me 
I’m up here safe and sound 
In my precious ivory tower 

From a great big height 
I see your plight 
Now fight

Trail Of Lies 

Hello 
From a mind hell-bent and lost 
A ripple of pretty soothing words 
Always at someone else’s cost 

Yeah, I’ll do this right 
Think I’ll tear myself apart 
Right down to my treacherous heart 
See if it’s something you still want a part of 

Hello, I’m here 
And I’m sick and tired 
Leaving a trail of lies 
Yeah, my heart it cries 
And my tear-stained face 
Can’t wash away those lies 

Hush now heart 
You can never take it back 
Once it’s out there in the cracks 
It’ll fester and maybe break your back 

Hello, I’m here 
And I’m sick and tired 
Leaving a trail of lies 
Yeah, my heart it cries 
And my tear-stained face 
Can’t wash away those lies 

Have I a soul 
You can bring yourself to 
Love as a whole 
With all my queer exceptions 
I’m not the rule 
So will you just sit down and breathe 
With me 

Hello, I’m here tonight 
And I’m sick and tired 
Leaving a trail of lies 
Yeah, my heart it cries 
And if I don’t come clean 
No, this can’t be my life 

This can’t be my life

Sick Song 

You pull me out this godforsaken jungle 
Of imposing on all my misery 
I’m leaving behind a life faded to grey tone 
Flushing red with a lovesong 

You’re holding up my light again 
A light I thought I’d lost 
How easily it burns again 
Without drugs, creed or cost 
You have passed across that line 
A line I thought stood firm 
You will prove me wrong again 
My lines don’t pose a halt for you 

I’m sick on the floor 
I hate all that I’m writing 
The birds outside seem to be mocking me 
There’s too much white noise 
Too much words that only mean half-things 
But here I stand with a lovesong 

You’re holding up my light again 
A light I thought I’d lost 
How easily it burns again 
Without drugs, creed or cost 
You have passed across that line 
A line I thought stood firm 
You will prove me wrong again 
My lines don’t pose a halt for you 
For you 
For you 
For you

Stuck With A Rhyme 

Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck with a rhyme 
Want to but I can not seem to combine it 
With anything of might 

I want to stick, stick, stick, stick to a plan 
But to conjure up a working one takes a better man 
Than most self-help software tells me I am 

Shush, shush, shush, shush it to death 
Keep ideas from leaving my head 
Collect all my thoughts and put them back to bed 

But then I turn to face a world 

It crossed my mind tonight 
It’s pencil to paper time 
All of this, all of this leaves 
If I get to, I get to be 

Take, take, take all that you can 
I may not be around to blow up this scam 
I wish I had clarity but I’m damned 

Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck with it all 
Want to but I can not seem to recall what I want 
Or what I’m here for 

And so I turn to face the world 

It crossed my mind tonight 
It’s pencil to paper time 
All of this, all of this leaves 
If I get to, I get to be 

Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck with a rhyme 
Want to but I can not seem to combine 
Stuck, stuck, stuck, stuck with a rhyme 
Want to but I can not seem to combine it ahead 

You crossed my mind tonight 
Now it’s pencil to paper time 
All of this, all of this leaves 
If I get to, I get to be 
Someone 
Someone 
Someone

Marina 

I smell pinewood and salmon 
I trot on salt of the Earth 
A thick black smoke is stinging my eyes 
And it’s decidedly silent 
Mmm, my unfurnished home 

I shake hands with every last one 
Be it grandma or baby 
They’ll join hands when I’ve gone 
It makes no difference to me 

Shards of glass 
Now your cup lay broken 

When we meet you may find a sound 
Slowly creeping out of your mouth 
Saying please please let me do this alone 
But I was always there through it all 
Through the storm 
Marina 
Marina 
Marina 
Marina 

I did not come to dwell in this place 
Just to pick up a package 
I did not come to fall from grace 
No, I’m long lost and past it 
Marina 
Marina 
Now your cup lay broken 
Marina 
Marina 
Now your cup lay broken

The Funny One 

Shame on you 
For speaking the truth 
You fill a room with laughter 
And then someone quotes you wrong 
It’s you that they’re now after 
The papers scream your magic’s gone 

A war on thought 
The lines have been drawn 
You apologize profoundly 
But no-one wants to hear 
Their minds made up completely 
Don’t confuse them with reality 

’Cause son you are the one 
We’re all laughing quietly into our drinks 
But we’re with you son 

We’re the lucky ones 
We’re the lucky ones 
We’re the lucky ones 
’Cause you’re just the funny one 
She’s a lucky one 
He’s a lucky one 
I’m a lucky one 
’Cause you’re still the only one 

So shame on us 
We push but not enough 
You kill a hall with laughter 
You speak our very minds 
Pupil turns to master 
And we hope we’re not left behind 

’Cause son you are the one 
We’re all waiting for someone 
To join our hearts in a song 

We’re the lucky ones 
We’re the lucky ones 
We’re the lucky ones 
’Cause you’re still the funny one 
She’s a lucky one 
He’s a lucky one 
I’m a lucky one 
’Cause you’re still the lonely one, so… 

(Don’t want to save me)
(Go on and save me) 

You’re still the only one standing now

Dancing With Daisies 

I’ve been laying down so long 
The only feeling’s in my bones 
My eyes have sunk into my skull 
But hey, tomorrow’s the day I get 

Paid for all my services 
I have done my worst to ditch 
I am like an altar boy 
Sweet, humble and destroyed 

Church, yeah that’s where I got to go 
Those priests they have got know 
How to escape that impending doom 
I call my nine to five 
A time-traveled suicide 
And I’m dancing with daisies 

Oh my world you’ve grown so small 
Everybody’s in on it all 
There is no song and no parade 
Just a life, two thirds gone all the time 

Scientists, they gotta make sense of this 
They’ll know how to handle this rift in my continuum 
But wait, what if I’m alien? 
Would that go towards explaning things? 
Or is that just a backdoor? 

I feel fired up 
Quite often enough 
But subject to change I am 
Like any other man 

Oh world of great opportunity 
When accidentally 
Will you exactly be tripping over me? 
It’s not like I find myself 
With all of my time on Earth 
Doing more than dancing with daisies 
Dancing with daisies