Eirlys Rhiannon



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Crazy World It's a crazy world My ears are full of lies It's a crazy world I'd like to stay surprised The stories unfold, a balance is struck The shades of the moon go round I left the old tales behind, But found them elsewhere Sunshine still blesses the ones who're unkind It's a crazy world My ears are full of lies It's a crazy world I'd like to stay surprised He walked through her door as though it wasn't there, as though he'd never heard the word 'no'. What can she do when words don't make walls? She's been dealt such a terrible hand It's a crazy world My ears are full of lies It's a crazy world I'd like to stay surprised I rest my confusion on this little child At the centre of all that seems wrong I try to forgive, for with all he denied her He gave her his beautiful eyes His beautiful eyes were all that he gave He was changing it all, he said, In the name of that old emotion... Never was the word 'Love' so bent and so misused Who'd give a flower with such a foul perfume? I ask the stars: is it written on the earth? It's a crazy world, for sure, for sure It's a crazy world, for sure, for sure © Eirlys Rhiannon ========================================
Packer's Field A factory bequeathed it In trust to those who need it Go back further still it's just a hill Unfenced like all the earth until The lords found wood and nails And crucified all prior claims So centuries on, that's still what's wrong (It's got so) local's just a badge you wear To show that you know how to care The kids are kicked around and deified It's all for them, all justified As though when we're done gone and grown Don't need to play or catch or throw Praps if we did there'd be fewer kids taking a hit cos they're all alone The class today: Spell 'Privelege' But only some can make it fit And if you can't you build a fence Just like the lords oh way back when There are no heads buried in this clay sand But so many hearts Burned and charred It wasn't perfect here before But it seems they're always wanting more Set up a track for racing rats Diss what you've got you won't want it back Maybe a Mayday Funday call A light before they close the door The surveys and the questionnaires Imagine this: we could all be heirs Appeals to god appeals to law All cos we can't sit down and talk Resolve to share a simple park The floodlight's on and we're in the dark There are no heads buried in this clay sand But so many hearts Burned and charred Crows and magpies fightin in the graveyard I cross to see what the fuss is about Hey there I see a prowling fat cat on the out Across the plum laden branches The plots so well demanded The clatter and the scrape There are no heads buried with this claw hand But so many hearts Burned and charred There are no heads buried in this clay sand But so many hearts Burned and charred Back up there on Packer's Field The gulls are picking off the seed You can't keep three birds in the hand So one thing's clear: We've lost the land. © Eirlys Rhiannon ========================================
Chasing Hope Stepped outside myself to get the lie of the land Found the lies are so familiar, turned the front of my hand Hepburn's in the swimming pool and Nero sniffs the air I'm both of them while tulips bloom, just rocking the chair A last resort I wrote I thought you're my very last drop of hope I'd sure lost the map to the well and back Like I lost my old identity, the certainty of righteous fury Don't know if my letters ever made things any better So please, don't talk about the war Cos it's like chasing hope around the room Just a little out of reach yeah this bird's always in flight I'm chasing hope around the room Just a little out of reach, just a little out of reach Used to feed on emergencies to make it seem real A 'something to believe in' imperfect ideal I tried to grow my patience and I tried to grow a change Swapped the kudos for a quiet life, I'm still out of range Say what today is there new to do? See I can't bear anything old Is this grass at my feet down a cul-de-sac street? Why should I leave my comfy fence just cos they made a bigger mess? You know I'm doing all I can to put my own house in order, So please don't talk about the war Cos it's like chasing hope around the room Just a little out of reach, yeah this bird's always in flight I'm chasing hope around the room Just a little out of reach, just a little out of reach The papers count the marchers and the marchers count themselves The analysts count the analysts' inches Counting the dead A new response to war could be none at all, or I could Love more, drink less, smoke less and burn the toast less Love more, drink less, dig for no-one's victory in far off deserts I'm chasing hope around the room Just a little out of reach yeah this bird's always in flight I'm chasing hope around the room Two million unlit matches and we all need a light Jane had the radio til three a.m. But I don't buy the paper just to read it again The face that would sell it thinks our leaders are right I wonder which of my enemies most deserves a fight The rats haven't left this stinking ship, they're just locking all the doors Saying "Take 'em down with the poofs and the whores" It's no comfort to me, rightwing christians ending up in purgatory I don't know if these rages made those sorrows any smaller so please, don't talk about the... please, don't talk about the... please, don't talk about the war. © Eirlys Rhiannon ========================================
Vertigo Pink green and yellow stripes covered their walls I tried to show them the window but the window held truth and the truth might have hurt So they'll stay where they are, thank you they'll stay where they are, thank you Ooh-ooh La la la La la la My secondhand hand me downs These words could be yours My secondhand hand me downs I buy my words from corner stores I hope they're the same ones as yours I hope they're the same ones as yours Ooh-ooh La la la La la la We're living on an edge, you me and them, We're living on an edge We're living on the highest branch of the highest tree, I've got vertigo, I've got vertigo Living room sofas and cash for the cause, I tried to show them the shoreline But the swimmer got stuck, and they'd rather not save him they'll stay where they are, thank you they'll stay where they are, thank you They'll stay where they are till they Rot in the waste of their tabloid newspapers They'll stay where they are, And we'll all stay where we are Vertigo, vertigo We're living, we're living We're living on the edge, you me and them We're living on the edge We're living on the highest branch of the highest tree, I've got vertigo I've got vertigo I'm more scared of heights than the trouble they cause I'm more scared of heights than the trouble they cause My words don't equate with video games My words don't equate with video games Where peace is a four-letter word Peace is a four-letter word Vertigo, vertigo I'm more scared of heights than the trouble they cause I'm more scared of heights than the trouble they cause The trouble they cause Vertigo © Eirlys Rhiannon ========================================
Plot There's a fence and a track down one side But no way up this weedy incline As I cut one the leaves seem to laugh In just days there's no trace of my path A strange cocktail awaits me outside "Why bother?" their eyes seem to cry "We've whipped and subdued it elsewhere Shiny shelves are stacked high with our wares" Trophies high, trophies low This is how to live you know Could I say no? Because, each drop of oil is blood Each leaf in the mouth is a gallon of sweat Each drop of oil is blood Through these rivers of earth my sisters and I met This plot has got hold of my dreams Its spirit seduced me with ease But by day it holds fast 'gainst my hands and it steadfastly resists my plans Naivety faithfully served My demons compete with the birds Should a worrisome conscience take heed? Or is guilt just the earth's tax on greed? Taxes high, taxes low This is how to live you know Could I say no? Because each drop of oil is blood Each leaf in the mouth is a gallon of sweat Each drop of oil is blood Through these rivers of earth my sisters and I met There's a fig tree beside where I ride catches the mud of the rising tide If I opened the door to your four wheel drive could I rest in the dry for a while? Could we cover our new found shame at the way we confused the rain? Or lift up our elbows and poke out our eyes; who's to blame when everything's fine? Brollies high, Brollies low This is how to live you know Could I say "no"? Because each drop of oil is blood Each drop of oil is blood © Eirlys Rhiannon & Rowan Armes ========================================
Come Home Let sleep, sleep be your medicine Let the sheets fold you away Leave your clothes to rest with your maladies Come home Let food, food be your medicine Let your tongue heal you alive Feed your heart not your misery Come home Let truth, truth be your medicine It ebbs and it flows it blows to the side No steady rock still transient harmony Come home If you wait wait for this blessing As you wear out the floor Half awake suspended in bravery Walk © Eirlys Rhiannon ========================================
Lyric Page Dedications: Packer's Field for everyone who was involved in trying to keep that space open to all. I'm sorry I didn't manage to write a more happy ending. FFI: www.packersfield.org.uk Chasing Hope for Cath, who says she's singing it as she cycles around Eastern Europe in all her ginger loveliness. You might as well know the words, girl. Vertigo for Rona, who sings that she's "more scared of tights than the trouble they cause", and I wish I'd written that in the original. Plot for Allotment Gardeners and food growers everywhere, and also particularly for Ella, for making me grin by pestering me to sing it again. Come Home, it turns out, is for someone new each time I sing it, but for some of the original inspiration, thank you to Momie, and to Bob, who once said to me: "When things get to much, take your troubles out and walk them." Eirlys x