Two Churches EP

Two Churches

Born in nineteen sixty two
Born with eyes of a distant blue
Good luck charm was number one and playing on the radio
Now I’m about ready to lose myself
I’m about ready to kiss and tell,
Give up all that I think I know
Shed my skin and be ready to go through changes

I’m in no rush you can take your time
Show me yours and I’ll show you mine
Men’ll fuck mud and then call it love,
A joke salami in a latex glove
More than a little mixed up when God begins to speak
Through changes
When I have to go before St Peter I’ll knock on his neon door and say
Look at what came to be my journey
Between two churches

It’s like I came to a fork in the road
Four roads running only one of them known
Fell to my knees as if I was pushed
Love may come but it won’t be rushed by trying to run and stop from choosing
The changes
So when I have to go before St Peter I’ll knock on his neon door and say
Look at what came to be my journey
Between two churches

Cold Chicken Skin

Shirt’s all torn and I’m lame
If I try to smile (it) hurts my face
All I hear is complaint but who left this mess on my plate?

Oh I will fade away on…watch my hair turn grey on
Cold chicken skin and dog tail soup
Tell me is that all I’m worth to you?
Cold chicken skin and dog tail soup
Is that all that I bring you?

Inside out from cocaine
Got a bird on a rush in your brain
Wild eyed singing your song
Calling out my name like you’re pulling it along

Yo yo look on your face
What you got in that bag,hair and nails?
What’s that splashed on the walls?
The top half of a dog
And that’s all… !

Her Coat and No Knickers

You told a few lies and they came back on you
So you told a hundred more until she came back to you
But she only stayed a while
Just long enough to say the kind of things left to be said
In the cold light of day
And she smelled of Xmas trees, coffee and vanilla
Calcutta after snowfall, she’s no-one’s stand in mother
But I drifted into her like I could run myself aground
And keep her smiling at the sight of the blackness spilling out

And I don’t mind if you don’t care about it
I’ll get by without her arms around me
As long as I can sit on my own
In her coat and no knickers

I believe it doesn’t matter
So don’t look at me that way
Like I should notice how you look at me that way
That’s just the way you look when you look at me that way and I believe it
doesn’t matter
At least not much anyway

I never dreamed I could be lost in a place I know so well
But I was running on the spot in the darkness ‘til I fell
And then pulling off my clothes I want to step out of my skin
And paint a tattoo on my heart shows an arrow
Pointing in

Where The River Bends

I can’t find my way home
It’s still a place I need to be
Can someone show me any place,
That could be home for me

Not back there in the North
In the windswept bitter cold
With the sidewalks growing grass
Where we would only grow old

And all the mines are gone
But no one knows or cares
If a thing is not nailed down
It was never there

I still remember how it seemed
An old-world symphony of tears
And now what I want’s always beyond my reach
Where the river bends

Wasn’t down here in the south
Always on nightshift or on call
There’s no sunshine in the streets
The buildings grew so tall
And no-one sees your eyes
But from a corner of their own
And they only really feel it when the balance has all gone

They don’t care how
And they don’t care why
It’s enough to make a grown man cry, and I do.
What’s it to you?

If I can’t find my way home
And it’s still a place I need to be
Seems what I want’s always beyond my reach
And where the river bends

Singing songs down from the trees
To race across the open fields
Around the trucks like carrion for the fall
And the fruit we tried to steal

I cannot find my way home,
Empty places packed and gone
As if what I want’s always beyond the point
Of where the river bends

Just where the river bends
Where the river bends