Mark Avison
Big red sun
Thereās a man in the crowd with a big fat gun
And heās taking his aim at the big red sun
I donāt know where he comes from
Weāll only find out when heās gone
Thereās a man in the sky with a big black bird
Heās flying it high so he canāt be heard
He knows where youāre going to
And when youāre pink and when youāre blue
Weāre so tired of making all this noise
But weāre on fire
Burning through the lazy, hazy, crazy days of life
Thereās a man in the room with a big grey box
And heās punching the keys so he stops the clocks
Thereās no way back from the end of time
So weād better keep running along the line
Thereās a man in your head and he knows why
Some days you laugh some days you cry
He can make your dreams turn blue
He can make them all come true
Chorus
I see a man on the beach and heās telling us why
The new ideas they can make you fly
But all the words and all the deeds
Will never bring us back the peace
Thereās a man on the street with a bag of gold
Heās telling us why your heartās been sold
For nothing more than empty trust
For nothing more than bone dry dust
Chorus
Thereās a man in the crowd with a big fat gun
And heās taking his aim at the big red sun
I donāt know where he comes from
But Iām as sure as hell heās got it wrong.
Out Loud
Youāre not just an angel
Youāre not just some stranger
To fly through my innermost dreams
Youāre not just a hand to hold
Not just some ring of gold
To tie around somebodyās schemes
Because you were there for me
You could always be
More than a key
To the lover in me
Youāre more than a silent night
More than some cheap delight
Dragging me into the dawn
Youāre more than alive to me
More than some shiny sea
Leading me on through the storm
Because you were there for me
You could always be
More than a key
To the lover in me
Look in the mirror hung on the wall
Look for some sign of a glimmer at all
Listen to faces that stand in the crowd
Listen for someone to say it out loud
Million Eyes
You stand in the stairwell and kiss her goodbye
Thereās no understanding, thereās no way to cry
Sheāll never turn back, no sheāll never reply.
You donāt understand how it could go so wrong
But somehow the words seemed to blindly go on
Tearing through all of the things that youād done
Stumble on to an empty square
Thereās no one listening thereās no one there
Dancing demons that lead you on
Lead you on yes they lead you on
Across the sky a million eyes donāt realise what you lost tonight
Along the street the rain completes
Thereās no way back no thereās no way home in sight
You know it was your fault, you know youāre to blame
But thereās no redemption though itās all the same
Twisting you mind through the fire and the flame
Hooked up to stories that never came true
Even the laughter dies all the way through
Trivial moments roll out of the blue
Chorus
So now the darkness gives somewhere to hide
Silently searching for something inside
No one will ever know just how you tried
Chorus
Blue Eyes/Song for the morning
Now sit yourself down on my knee
And tell me the things that you can see
I know youāre not quite ready now
We can fly away these gloomy
Blue eyes
You can stir the stillness of the night
With waves of passion burning bright
And tell your stories to the moon
And wrap around your sleepy tunes
Blue eyes
Thereās more to this
Than talkingabout the way things are
Thereāll always be
A way through the rain and the snow no matter how far
Iām sure the changes have got to come
But you can take them better that most anyone
Iād never want to tie you down
To a lonely room in some smoky town
Blue eyes
Listen, Oh listen my fair maiden true will you spend some time with me
Listen, Oh listen my ship sails at noon and Iāve three more hours to kill
Iām asking you, yes, Iām asking you, yes Iām asking you
Please stay with me
Listen, Oh listen my fair friendly sky will you stay with me all day
Listen, Oh listen my gentle spring breeze will you blow these clouds away
And Iām asking you, yes, Iām asking you, yes Iām asking you
Please stay with me
Listen, Oh listen my bold river blue will you carry me too far
Listen, Oh listen my mirror of life do you see me in the stars
And Iām asking you, yes, Iām asking you, yes Iām asking you
Please stay with me
Gods
Silent dream
Stays unseen
Pictures that tell the evil story
Pictures to hide the awful glory
Feel our hearts
Torn apart
Why canāt you hear the children screaming
Why canāt you hear the people pleading
May your gods
Stay with you while you sleep
May your gods
Forgive you while you weep
Ancient words
Lines absurd
We donāt believe in what youāre teaching
We donāt believe in what youāre preaching
See our hands
Blood and sand
Carry the price of all the fighting
Written in stone the words still lying
A view of you
Iām seeing you take it down
And the way you laugh it makes me frown
Too many to see the light
Too far too long too much tonight
Itās a view of you through the bottom of the glass
Itās a view of you.
The shadows behind your eyes
A darker place for you to hide
Friends tell itās more or less
A consequence of your success
Itās a view of you through the bottom of the glass
Itās a view of you.
Holding on, holding on
Down, down, down, down, so long
Round, round, round, round, itās gone
Thereās nothing can take away
The pain of losing you today
Itās never too late to be
(The person) who you might have been
Itās a view of you through the bottom of the glass
Itās a view of you.
Itās a view of you.
Two Eight Four
Two eight four reasons to tell you about it
You know itās still gonna rain in the valley
Itās still gonna rain in the valley
Donāt look down there
Because itās still gonna rain in the valley
You know you might take a number of lovers
You might be a lover of numbers
One night stands
If you dare to look under the covers
Three kay high
You know youāve got to have a good education
Youāve got to have the right inclination
Through the snow line
Like a cat with a bad reputation
And at the end thereās a sense of elation
Another climb to a sign of creation
Who knows where
Youāll find another inaccessible station
Three kay high
Two eight four reasons to tell you about it
When you go
I donāt know how to tear myself away
I never understood you anyway
And if I cry, would you know
How I feel about you
When you go
You play across the water like the moon
I suppose our ship just ran aground too soon
And if I smile, would you know
How I feel about you
When you go
And in the end it all come down to me
To set sail for another stormy sea
And if I laugh, would you know
How I feel about you
When you go
I donāt know how to tear myself away
I never really loved you anyway
And if I cry, would you know
How I feel about you
When you go
I could have been a tree
I could have been an astronaut and sailed into the sky
And maybe as an afterthought looked back down from on high
I could have been a catholic and listened to the pope
And said my prayers and other things and lived a life of hope
I could have been a tree
It could have been me
I could have been a tree
It should have been me
I could have been a dragonfly with shining blue and gold
And flown across the summer sun to see my wings unfold
I could have been an albatross and sailed the ocean wide
With grey and green for company and loneliness inside
I could have been an advocate, led men before the law.
I could have changed the way we think ābout the things the courts deplore.
I could have been in politics and tried to understand
Why nothing seems to change at all like ripples in the sand
I could have been a Buddhist Monk, vow silence all my life.
Who knows the contents of my thoughts or understands my sacrifice.
I could have been a crocodile, camouflaged and still I'd lay
Awaiting opportunities, to surprise and snatch my prey!
I could have been a scientist and found a cure for all
So people lived for ever and everyone grew tall
I could have been a soldier and fought in all the wars
And killed the enemies we had and murdered for the cause
I could have been a mountaineer and tamed the highest peak
And looked out on the world of ice and snow that we all seek
I could have been a writer, I could have written songs
I might have made the world turn round and listen all along
The first song of the new era. 2013
One of the songs from the early 80s 1980
Written in 2013 this features Polly singing backing vocals
The original Tigers - without the Tigers and with some minor changes since first performed on 1980
Featuring the rooks from Milligansbush - no prizes for guessing the inspiration for this song - the nearest thing to a prayer. 2014
Written 2013
A song about Munros - mountains over 3000 feet high in the Scottish Highlands. Two have recently been downgraded but I'm sticking with the original title - 2013
The oldest of all the songs - written probably around 1979. It is not about anyone in particular - just a general 'wail'. The cheesy lyrics reflect my age!
Written in 2013 - my tongue is firmly pushed into my cheek with these lyrics some of which I owe to Polly. Inspired by the a song I heard played in the late seventies at a folk club in Stafford - all I remember is the title.