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This Too Shall Pass
04:51
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Come dilute my arrogance
of summers warmth and sweet blossom air
remind me I am fragile
blessed with food and clothes to wear,
the sun is white within these memories
it's warmth only felt through tempered glass,
company please subdue me,
let me know winter will pass
promise me this too shall pass
Seize the joy of laugher pure
that once embraced your ribs like a rope
glorify that very moment
let nothing steal your hope,
there in lies secrets of childhood gone
and all the innocence it once cast
bodies age and entomb you
and eventually they will pass
But I promise you this too shall pass
We’re more certain of death
than how we should live
and seasons roll over too fast
but nothing prepares
for the first fall of snow
and forgetting that this too shall pass
But I promise that this too shall pass
Help my mind to
un-entwine the patterns
I have bound myself within
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Conquer the ocean by the noon day sun,
by stars the same water turns to ice,
retreat the sails unclothe the skinny mast
and package me with whiskey and a pair of dice
That noon day sun has got crescent-like motion,
& only clouds lie up above
weak are my eyes as I follow their movement,
when luck should grant me wind that's gentle enough
You see me at my worst
My bones yawn in days like these
But it keeps me honest
This winter’s bringing me down to my knees
But keeps me honest on these open seas
Gone are the sunny days of food to spare,
I saver now each crust of bread,
now is the test of my generous claims,
promises I may have made when my heart was fed
I've seen the fishes as they rise to taunt me,
they move too fast for my tired cold hands,
but I'm resourceful and I'm building a net,
so come join me for dinner if you ain't got other plans
Oh but I am yours and ever shall be
wherever I go you are with me
So climb aboard now because all are welcome,
the water's wetter where our morals bend,
you think you're evil but I think I can top you,
but beggars can't be choosers and we all need friends
I'll light a fire as I wait for love to find me,
my only hope is that I have enough wood,
I often find when I'm running out of patience,
I am able to withstand more than I thought I could
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Take my words, my wisdom spend
my tongue the dogs will feed,
the calling birds and turtle doves
will nest in silent trees,
free from gaming men who shout
and hazel coppice snare,
taking time to lay an egg
and rest upon it there
If all the winter's bitter shriek
was bottled up and sold,
I buy it for a rainy day
secure the price of cold,
but I can't change or stand the sight
of feeling on repeat,
again, again with Nicholas knee
but where is the mercy seat?
He's one of us, he's one of us,
between the flesh and bone there's blood,
he's come for us, he's come for us,
between the wood and stone there's love
The sovereign state of affairs
is searching for a crown,
it has to be a metaphor
we aren't worthy of one now,
but even if we found a prince
peace is what we need,
and could scholars and farmers really
all manage to agree
Trust find now all of me,
fill in between,
joy be the overflow,
be all I need to know
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Love of my Life
03:48
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How can it be that I'm alone again?
I've tried my best to help out my friends,
cos I've always known that I need to share my heart,
just trying to find the love of my life
I just ain't got a clue where to start
Summers rain brought thunder this year
scorched the trees I had planted in my younger days,
I’d invested all the pennies I had saved,
they were coming in to fruit at last
Months roll by but my sorrow will not leave me be,
changing colours do you know when love will come to me?
cause I'm trying to find the love of my life
I just ain't got a clue where to start
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Prize Bull
06:38
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Out of my window
on to the breeze
breath away worry
blow back my dreams
Into my heartbeat
into my trust
move like a prize bull
do what you must
I'm beginning to show my age
and my body don't feel the same,
but I'm not searching for fountains of youth
with you,
all is well
On to my table
straight from your mouth
bread supplied daily
and mercies enough
Under this rainfall
of red royal flow
strengthen renew me
through the years highs and lows
I've been struggling for many a year
laying by my sheep gate
waiting for my healing to come
I'm beginning to show my age
my body don't feel the same
but I'm not searching for fountains of youth
with you,
all is well.
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Wasted today on a passionless task,
May have been paid but is that all I ask?
I require wonder and my soul needs to sing,
Living for stories that are worth retelling
Can’t reclaim the wasted days
But tomorrow brings another one,
Now love breaks on the sea of mistakes,
On the wind of your grace I have flown,
Like waves on a storm I am thrown,
But into tomorrow I’ll go
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Sundown
07:17
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Bruise coloured skies
holding our nightly dose of stars,
make it an evening
by sounding you glass with touch of mine,
we’re toasting ourselves again
for we have survived another day,
with dwindling illusions
that we are immune and can’t decay
But in this twilight hour of swollen promises
no harm can reach us that will last till the morning
We’re sharing our stories,
laughing at all with no offence,
tales of misfortune
render a smile though hindsight’s lens
But as we gather tales on tongues grown looser
we unaware are writing the next chapter
So don’t let the sun go down
with darkness in your heart,
guard memories with gates of peace
before the day departs
And when you’re falling
in some foreign place or future time,
it won’t be easy,
but just know your sadness is a liar,
tells you it’s here to stay,
tells you that you can’t change,
makes you forget the joy that you deserve,
just think of those summer nights and know they’ll come again,
head out that lonely door restore old friendships
I’ll keep vigil through the night,
I’m gonna find my morning star,
not going to let this day retire
with any darkness in my heart
I declare my resolution
that peace shall be my call,
that I will stand through darkest nights
till that darkness starts to fall
Though my soul seems always winter
and I play my glory down,
I will cling to my redeemer
in the light of love’s golden crown
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8. |
My Peace Will Come
04:23
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Am I in decay?
or dormant like the trees?
winter brings evergreens into my home
with spikes instead of leaves,
and I bristle up just the same just to survive
when the moon replaces the sun,
but just as the dawn at last is reborn,
I know:
My peace will come
And am I pail with fright?
or covered in a frost?
the promise of summer won’t keep me warm
nor memories return what I’ve lost,
but I fill my thoughts with these in desperate days of doom
that beat like stretched stomach skin drum,
but hushed as a whisper
my hope is a fixture,
it calls:
I know my peace will come
my peace will come
And I know that darkness will not last,
and I know all pain will some day pass,
I know new songs of joy shall be sung,
and I know that my peace will come
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I don't live in the house where I was born
one day I will move again,
I've itchy feet and there's a shadow on my heart,
so I'll walk as long as this longing so remains,
I don't know if I'm running away,
or chasing after a dream,
all that I know is that I'm standing where the flow is,
and I'll recognise it when at last it's seen
All I need is the open seas
and a steady breeze to let me sail away,
all I need is your open door,
and a patch of floor where my head can lay
Martha can you see your spirit in my hands?
my bones are crippled with the flaw,
I trim the crust reveal new layers to the mould,
I long to eat but I am starving for the call
The truce of wayward pine-fresh culminates in tears,
confused by when to show and hide,
between the fever feet and the siren’s wail on lightning street,
is there free drinks at this meeting of our minds?
and I would be some sort of traveling man,
and I would find my promised land
Oh but I am yours and ever shall be
wherever I go you are with me
I'm bound to whisper in these days that Joel described,
this momentary lose is fine,
when the moon is blood red, prophets old and young have all said:
now see the changing of our times
And far, far off I hear the calling of a dove
though feathers grey blind some who seek,
but I have see then rainbow hidden in it's pelt,
an olive branch carried in a pigeon’s beak
All I need is your open arms
and a voice that calms all of my raging seas,
all I need is you grace that saves
let your love like waves come crashing over me
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10. |
Restart
05:15
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Falling like a bird,
flapping wings after feathers have been took,
falling through the words,
trying to close this coverless book
With friends as olive oil,
who balm the desperate cage of bars so misaligned,
friends who we still share,
I won’t forget the ways and days they treat me kind
And I can smile,
I’ll be fine,
though I’m torn in two,
for I know there’ll never be another you
Firm were you overwhelmed
I’m well aware how I was reckless in my stand
but firm within new shoes now
with a readiness of holding up green hands
With my heart on display
I’m not going away,
guess I’ll find something new
cos I know I’ll never find another you,
and I can smile,
I’ll be fine,
though I’m torn apart
cos I know there’ll be grace at the restart
I am realising I can’t walk alone;
I am realising I don’t have to
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