WASTELAND - Paul Weller
Meet me on the wastelands - later this day,
We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe,
For there's not much else to do in this drab and colourless place.
We'll sit amongst the rubber tyres,
Amongst the discarded bric-a-brac - people have no use for,
Amongst the smouldering embers of yesterday.
And when or if the sun shines,
Lighting our once beautiful features,
We'll smile, but only for seconds,
For to be caught smiling's to acknowledge life,
A brave but useless show of compassion,
And that is forbidden in this drab and colourless world.
Meet me on the wastelands - the ones behind,
The old houses - the ones left standing pre-war -
The ones overshadowed by those monolith monstrosities -
                                        councils call homes
And there amongst the shit - the dirty linen,
The holy Coca-Cola tins - the punctured footballs,
the ragged dolls - the rusting bicycles,
We'll sit and probably hold hands.
And watch the rain fall - watch it, watch it -
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling -
Like our lives - like our lives -
Just like our lives.
We'll talk about the old days,
When the wasteland was release, when we could play,
And think - without feeling guilty -
Meet me later but w
A Worthless Dream lyrics

So much to live, Yet the yearning for death, Perpetual in my mind. To end the pain. I wait for time to show me my path, The continuum or the end? I see it so clearly it burns my eyes. Into absolutes I fall. No time left. Realisation cuts off all pretence. My dreams so rarely dreams, Just messages of pain in my subconscious. So tired of waking and screaming, And my mind can only ever say no! Every day,I watch the morning break, Before entering into my nightmare of sleep. I hope one day I may wake and smile. A fool's hope... A wor
e'll have to hold hands.
Tumble and fall - tumble and falling -
Like our lives - like our lives -
Exactly like our lives.
BURNING SKY - Paul Weller
(Dear,)
How are things in your little world, I hope they're going well and
you are too.  Do you still see the same old crowd, the ones who used
to meet every Friday?  I'm really sorry that I can't be there, but
work comes first, I'm sure you'll understand.  Things are really
taking off for me, business is thriving and I'm showing a profit and.
And in any case it wouldn't be the same, 'cause we've all grown up
and we've got our own lives and the values that we had once upon a
time, seem stupid now 'cause the rent must be paid and some bonds
severed and others made.
Now I don't want you to get me wrong, ideals are fine when you are
young and I must admit we had a laugh, but that's all it was and ever
will be, 'cause the Burning Sky keeps burning bright.  And as long as
it does (and it always will), there's no time for dreams when
commerce calls.  And the taxman's shouting 'cause he wants his dough
and the wheels of finance won't begin to slow.
And it's only us realists who are gonna come through 'cause there's
only one power higher than that of truth and that's the Burning Sky.
Oh and by the way I m
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I dreamt the red whale song 
Hold the moment strong 
Then the moment's gone 
I never can get enough 
Again without the words 
Again without the someone who will 
Afford me some 

This is me hangin' on 

I once read a mind 'til dawn 
Let the poem hum on emotion's 
rolled tongue 
I've never had enough 
Are we okay? Are we open? 
Again without the someone 

So this is me hangin' on 
I'm hangin on 
And this is my world 

Now I'm spending every night 
Being fed through a grinder 
The price for falling down 
I'm never through pay
ust tell you, before I sign off I've got a
meeting next week, with the head of a big corporate.  I can't disclose
who but I'm sure you all know him, and.  And the Burning Sky - keeps
burning bright - And it won't turn off til it's had enough, it's the
greedy bastard who won't give up, and you're just a dreamer if you
don't realise, and the sooner you do will be the better for you.  And
then we'll all be happy and we'll all be wise.  And we'll all bow
down to the Burning Sky.
Then we'll all be happy and we'll all be wise, and together we will
live beneath the Burning Sky.
THICK AS THIEVES - Paul Weller
Times were so tough, but not as tough as they are now.
We were so close and nothing came between us - and the world -
No personal situations.
Thick as thieves us, we'd stick together for all time,
And we meant it, but it turns out just for a while,
We stole - the friendship that bound us together -
We stole from the schools and thier libraries,
We stole from the drugs that sent us to sleep,
We stole from the drink that made us sick,
We stole anything that we couldn't keep.
And it was enough - we didn't have to spoil anything,
And always be as thick as thieves.
Like a perfect stranger - you came into my life,
Then like the perfect lone ranger - y
Walk Me Home lyrics

Baby would you walk me home
I don't want to go all the way alone 
Baby would you walk with me home 
Baby would you take my hand
Come with me now to our special land, 
Baby would you walk with me home 
It's three a.m. and you're on my mind once again 
I must have been dreaming 
I thought I felt your heartbeat just then 
Then I wondered how it would be 
if I was your lady and you were my friend 
I would put my heart in your hands 
And it would never end 
Baby would you walk me home
I don't want to go all the way alone 
Baby would you walk with me home 
Baby woul
ou run away, run away,
        run away, run away, hey!
We stole the love from young girls in ivory towers,
We stole autumn leaves and summer showers,
We stole the silent wind that says you are free,
We stole everything that we could see.
But it wasn't enough - and now we've gone and spoiled everything -
Now we're no longer as thick as thieves.
You came into my life -
Then like a perfect stranger you walked away - walked away,
        walked away, walked away
Thick as thieves us - we'd stick together for all time,
and we meant it, but it turns out just for awhile.
We stole the friendship that bound us together.
We stole the burning sun in the open sky,
We stole the twinkling stars in the black night,
We stole the green belt fields that made us believe,
We stole everything that we could see.
But something came along that changed our minds,
And I don't know what, and I don't know why -
But we seemed to grow up in a flash of time,
and we watched our ideals helplessly unwind.
No - we're no longer as thick as thieves - no.
We're not as thick as we used to be - no.
We're no longer as thick as thieves - no,
We're not as thick as we used to be -
No it wasn't enough - and we've gone and spoiled everything
Now we're no longer as thick as thieves.