Light splits the morning and colours the grey Never a smile on my face Endless combustion controlling the flow These guiding rhythms are starting to slow Progress for life Each burdened day brings you trouble and strife Old life for me Only a dream but it’s where I should be I’ve been planning the day Where I leave it all behind I’ve been waiting for you To change my mind change my mind And the path that I follow Helps me get through the despair I’ve been waiting for you I need repair need repair

That is not death which can eternal lie And with strange eons even death may die There’s nought but danger out in the black So be jolly afraid because he’s coming back

‘Now, ladies and gentleman, a story about a very large vegetable. Thank you.’ Down the road there lives a man I’d like you all to know. He grew a great big marrow for the local flower show. And when the story got around they came from far and wide. ‘I say.’ When the people saw the marrow everybody cried. CHORUS Oooh, what a beauty. Never seen one as big as that before! ‘Gracious!’ Oooh, what a beauty. It must be two foot long or even more ‘I say!’ It’s such a lovely colour, all nice and round and fat. ‘Oooh.’ I never knew a marrow could grow as big as that! Oooh, what a beauty, Never seen one as big as that before. ‘I doubt it.’ He was leaning on the garden gate the other day And beckoned to a lady who lived just across the way He took her up the garden path and showed to her his prize And when she saw the size of it the little lady sighed CHORUS Oooh, what a beauty. She’d never seen one as big as that before. Oooh, what a beauty. It must be two foot long or even more. ‘She’s full of the joys of spring.’ It’s such a lovely colour all nice and round and fat. I never thought a marrow could grow as big as that. Oooh, what a beauty. Never seen one as big as that before. ‘She means the marrow!’ And then the flower show was held and everybody went. To see the great big marrow lying there inside the tent. ‘How did they get it in?’ Soon the judges came around to give the prizes out. They only took one look at it and they began to shout. CHORUS Oooh, what a beauty. We’ve never seen one as big as that before. ‘I say.’ Oooh what a beauty. It must be two foot long or even more. Oooh, It’s such a lovely colour all nice and round and fat. I never thought a marrow could grow as big as that. Oooh, what a beauty. Never seen one as big as that before. Never seen one as big as that before.

A tune that fell victim to previous inclement mixing conditions. This appeared on the A Year in the Country compilation album The Quietened Village, and unfortunately, we mixed it too quietly. Here it is in its rejigged and remastered version. More info at www.ayearinthecountry.co.uk

When we were putting together ideas for the aforementioned Book of the Lost project with Emily Jones, we thought we needed a closing theme to go with the opening titles. In the end we didn't need a closing theme, but this could well have been it - had we needed one!

You were admiring my clematis from across the thoroughfare. It really is a lovely one, I don’t mind if you stare. Why don’t you come on over, and have a cup of tea. Come on in and look around, there’s so much more to see. Come into my lady garden, won’t you come inside? I’ve trimmed it to perfection, I’m bursting out with pride. I’ve loved and lost a thousand times, I’ll wager so have you. So come into my lady garden, there’s room enough for two. It really smells quite lovely, it invades your every sense. Be careful not to lose yourself, the foliage is dense. I lost a pair of shears in there, with handles made of teak. Now I’ve lost my poor dear pussy cat, now she’s been gone a week. Come into my lady garden, won’t you come inside. I’ve trimmed it to perfection, I’m bursting out with pride. I’ve loved and lost a thousand times, I’ll wager so have you. So come into my lady garden, there’s room enough for two. I’ve loved and lost a thousand times, I’ll wager so have you. So come into my lady garden, there’s room enough for two. So come into my lade garden, there’s room enough for two.

Way way back in the mists of time there lived a simple girl Whoever knew that some fine day she’d travel all the world An Irish girl from Donegal she came from farming stock Hard working lass and always gave as good as she got. One day a stranger came to town as Connie he did seek An evil glint was in his eye he was after more that sheep He grabbed her by the wrist and he did pull her to the floor A flash of blade and she drew blood the stranger was no more. Her name was on the breath of every man and on their fingers She was a legend of her time And her name was Connie Lingus...

I love the look on your face as you fall down I love the sound that you make when you hit the ground It gives me shivers to see you at your worst I wanna drink your misery won’t you quench my thirst ...

Sins of the children is the cross that he bares, and the blood that he spills is for no one, no one. Who needs a Shepard when the sheep become wolves, and when they're hungry they look to the lamb. They eat the flesh to satisfy their perversion, sacrilegious symptoms, but they say its their right Passion of a dying god, children rejoice in the fading power Passion of a dying god, but who will save you in your final hour attack the believers wage war on their faith, you say your not sheep but you're just another breed. Point your finger at all of the martyrs, tells all again why your life is so hard. Lonely are the righteous on the path to the kingdom, backed up traffic on the highway to hell Passion of a dying god, children rejoice in the fading power Passion of a dying god, but who will save you in your final hour Born of sin, and full of darkness, but i'm not alone Born of sin, and full of darkness, but i'm not alone Passion, Passion, Passion of a dying god Passion, Passion, Passion of a dying god Passion of a dying god, children rejoice in the fading power Passion of a dying god, but who will save you in your final hour

Lost in the Rubble, the TRouble, The scrubble I wandered through valleys and alleys of shelves Time tossed and senseless, what’s something’s now nothing The things that we loved, now catalogued and left Roaming the musty gloom, row after row In silence forgotten, discarded and rotten Geegaws and ornaments, bits and stuff A broken china turtle dove Helmets, pelmets, cats and hats Oil on board, the fifth earl on a hunt The broad jump bronze from 1908 Sepia photos torn, crumpled and burnt Chorus Lost, tossed, hidden and found Things Mundane in touch and sound Caused by time to lose their tale From dust to rust all fades to pale Row upon row of unread books, no proof they were ever drafted Sir Robert Murdoch Struan’s 8 volume bloody tome, 40 years with rod, line and gun Bells, buckles, bones, phones, pheromones, a pigstick spear unshafted Old wheels juju and haha, a child in a jar undone A demand from a lawyer, for a bill from a tailor A lost love logged on perfumed pink paper Tiger skin, ming vase, stone tools flint and bone All lost in memory, want, left alone Game birds, deer head, water buffalo horn Celtic cross, monkey’s paw, a shrunken head hair shorne Greenglaze, samain, skeletal homo sapien Brass spittoon, cartoon. A finger of cousin damian Yellowing paper, a cavalry sabre The deeds to a long gone french farmhouse Cassette tapes, some brown drapes, a stuffed bear, a low pair A poster of Bruce Lee, a decomposed mouse An old china tea set with hand painted flowers 3 crystal bells and a t towel from rhyll Chorus 2 In this Room of MUndane things Where the walls are closing in I could search to the edge, Year upon year To find one honest tear Roaming the musty gloom, shelf after shelf In silence forgotten, discarded and rotten What once was important and held so dear The flotsam and jetsam of life, all lost and hidden here. Lost in the rubble, the trouble, the scrubble I wander through rooms, full of history’s songs Goods and possessions, chattel and baggage Lost in the dust of time nothing belongs In this pile of Humdrum things Our stories are lost in the gloom A moment so precious, singular time Hoarded and saved in this mundane room

In a barely lit workshop on Candle Lane Worked a craftsman without constrain The watches were built for the gentleman’s gain Matthew works along by the window pane The owner said to him when he retires That Matthew would inherit all that he desires That the shop would be his and his alone The years have gone by and it’s taking too long Then one night it happened he had an idea The only way he knew of to make his career He built a perfect watch with gears made of gold And took it to the owner who said it can’t be sold The owner scoffed at Matthew and shamed him on the spot Extra is not a virtue or had he forgot For gold is way too soft and it cannot keep time That’s when Matthew first thought of the crime His head started spinning A time of bad dreams He couldn’t stop thinking of foolish things It’s been four months since that day and Matthew owns it now The owner up and died nobody knows how There could have been an inkling a twinkling in his eye But Matthew is the only one who knows why

Hey! I walk the streets, people that I meet, I always tip my hat to the strangers that I seek My face is bland, they cannot understand I’ve no distinguished features, I am just another man It makes my job so easy, these skills that I have got I reach into their pocket and I’ll take the bleeding lot The treasure that I find keeps me living for a time Puts food upon me table now is that a bloody crime? Shame about my kleptomania thank you dear old Queen Victoria You’ve made this city so appetising don’t you stand there crying ...

Children have you ever met the bogeyman before? No of course you haven’t for you’re much too good I’m sure Don’t you be afraid of him if he should visit you He’s a great big coward so I’ll tell you what to do Hush hush hush here comes the bogeyman Don’t let him come too close to you he’ll catch you if he can ...

RAISING THE SUN I fought with a frost that was cruel to the bone I danced on a lke that was harder than stone Through darkness I mourned you on the longest of nights But now with your raising my world becomes bright Raise, raise, raise, raising the sun Raise, raise, raise, raising the SUN. DREAM OF LIGHT A dance through the darkness will bring you back home A sleep in the cold earth till warmth brings the dawn Your golden rays flickering were a dream of my nights And now with your waking, my world becomes light. I'm up on a hill top with with space all around My feet in the earth and my head in the clouds I'm up on a hill top and I'm breathing in deep The earth pushing up through the soles of my feet One tiny step forward sets a beat in the drum And I'm rolling down hill to the bright... sun To the bright summer sun I'm rolling down hill to the bright summer sun. LET IT SHINE Let it shine... Let it shine... Let it shine... Let it shine... Let it shine... Shine, shine, shine, shine... Shine.

Oh they say that Heaven will come to Earth They say that there will be rebirth But all I know for all its worth I only love the Green Man Only love the Green Man Every spring I’ve ever known The trees the grass the flowers have grown And their beauty to me has shown I only love the Green Man Only love the Green Man Every beat my heart will make And every breath I’ll ever take All I do is for his sake I only love the Green Man Only love the Green Man Wind and death cold as stone To dust will dry my flesh and bone Where I will enrich his throne I only love the Green Man Only love the Green Man He was there when time began God shared with Him his earthly plan He was in the stable when the angels sang I only love the Green Man Only love the Green Man Life is red in tooth and claw And all observe Mother Nature’s law Yet he’ll be there for evermore I only love the Green Man Only love the Green Man Tsunami waves and hurricanes Landslides slips and acid rain Through all calamities he still reigns I only trust the Green Man Oh they say that Heaven transcends all time Is way beyond all reason and rhyme With a God and I are of like mind She’ll only trust the Green Man She’ll only love the Green Man So if we want to save the Earth For generations of rebirth We once again must learn his worth And learn to trust the Green Man Learn to love the Green Man

Why does all the darkness fade away, black as all the ashes in your grave Well I have been through dark horizons, you don’t wanna be You seek the night, it’s coming back for me Why is all the darkness in your brain, when I read all your memories today. I’m somewhere deep within the visions, you don’t wanna see Where time unwinds to call you in your sleep And the wanderer goes south, Well he lived there long ago, now the stars begin to show And the wanderer goes south, There’s that demon in the sky, there’s that devil in disguise I just want to know just who you are, trapped between the devil and the dark Well I think it is time to go and I’m heading through the door You can’t believe we’ve done this all before Drowning in the light beneath the sun, Drowning in the light beneath the sun, Now silent angels sing to me, but I’ve heard this song before It’s killing time to leave you wanting more The Darkness, your hunger the nine billion names of god The Darkness, your hunger the nine billion names of god Your Darkness, the hunger the nine billion names of god The Darkness, your hunger the nine billion names...

I am one and you are two Together we divine Falling through a spiral cage Oblivion’s design I don’t fear your desolation You don’t know my name Infinite your hesitation Eternity thy name Up above the acid world Is speaking out in tongues Whispers to the world below A venom of the blood Nuclear intoxication Seeping through your veins The worm of man your congregation A poison for the pain Lamplighter sing a song Lamplighter hanging on Allow your eyes to rest tonight The light you breathe will always shine In the womb the serpent grows It slithers through the wall the tangled roots around your heart are rotten to the core Lingering the lamps are burning Embers fading low In your sleep a spirit yearning For lives you’ll never know As the old one turns her ways The silent master sings He tears his mind, now shadowblind He drops down to his knees Is his house a lightless prison In this world he made? Clamber for his words of wisdom A former life betrayed Dream Flight, Running through your mind tonight Then your heart beating Tears in your eyes tonight Take me to your dream Nightmares will end Darkness deceives you Your flame will die Shadows, they consume you Warden of light Your time is short now Keepers of night Rising, amber fading Lamplighter sing a song Lamplighter hanging on Allow your eyes to rest tonight The light you breathe will always shine Our souls are black Yours soon will join us Life’s work, your flame Lamplight now extinguished Abyss of night The void draws around you Death’s kiss, your life Now short, embers failing Lamplighter sing a song Lamplighter hanging on Allow your eyes to rest tonight The light you breathe will always shine

We were always teased when we were young Now that I am older I don’t care We never grew attached to anything Anything we had would only stink Grew up by the sinkhole near the park Our house on the corner very dark CHORUS And we threw all that we had into the hole And we threw all that we had into the hole Father came too late to catch us all And we threw all that we had into the hole Used to have four siblings now I’ve just three The eldest and the youngest in the middle me I’d thrown down all our toys and said goodbye Jason chased them down as he cried We pretend to hear him knocking on the floor Mum won’t talk about him any more CHORUS Do you hear those strange melodies Almost audibly through the trees Like whistling in the dark of little boys Swallowed by the earth chasing toys Our neighbour’s kids visited us as well We dared them to sleigh ride down the hill CHORUS

Silent lightning, i saw it in a dream Shapes disolve but childlike ghosts they do not I wish that you were here while you were leaving soundless air inside your living room Touched like an angel, her light is so bright that they all look away I cant resist Never went to sleep at night, artic sea was cold and bright now houseflies in the mist strangers never meet out here, you could walk straight for a year The chill of the stars like lights of distant cars Sulphurous clouds plume like faces Frozen in a lake with seasons unawake its painted blue for you Heart of mine froze inside of the place where winter died I cant resist Never went to sleep at night, artic sea was cold and bright now houseflies in the mist strangers never meet out here, you could walk straight for a year Noone can exist Flower in the night alone, Yearning where the sun had shone The sun has eclipsed The books are all so dull, seagulls leaving skulls, wind-blown wishing wells Forgotten who we are, bathing suits and scars, polyester cars Something natural, dreamt of grocery stores and motorbikes and more I forgot the face of home, im a bee free from the swarm, alone in the storm (bree) You are stranded here, all hope abandoned here, the valley floor is near the sun forgot to climb, there is darkness inside mine, the mist still in the brine Where land is never dry, theres salt inside your eyes, with despair you fought the fire No treetops shelter you, white-faced you split in two, to die a death thats new

IF THE WORLD IS A BROKEN ILLUSION WHAT’S THE USE OF A REVOLUTION IF YOU FEEL YOUR FUTURE IS MADE OF STONE JUST GET UP AND LEAVE YOUR COMFORT ZONE YOU KNOW THAT WHINING IS A WASTE OF TIME FITS OF ANGER AREN ’T WORTH A DIME DON’T WORRY WE’VE GOT STEAM ON OUR SIDE HOP ABOARD COME ALONG FOR THE RIDE ‘CAUSE BORDERS ARE JUST MADE TO BE CROSSED NOTHING MORE THAN AN IMAGINARY LINE WHEN YOUR DREAMS ARE ON THE VERGE OF BEING LOST BRACE YOURSELF AND JOIN THE SHADOW COMPANY HOW HAS THIS LIFE BECOME SUCH A BORE? WHAT YOU LOOK FOR CAN’T BE FOUND IN ANY STORE WE‘RE PLANNING A MIDNIGHT DEPARTURE DON’T BE LATE WHEN YOU HEAR THE ENGINES PURR ISN’T IT A GOOD TIME FOR A CHANGE? FORGET THE COMMON GO FOR THE STRANGE GLORY IS NOT THAT FAR AWAY YOU EVEN FEEL IT IN YOUR DNA WHEN YOUR BRAIN TUNES UP TO A DIFFERENT SCALE YOU’RE READY TO LIVE ANOTHER KIND OF TALE HAVE A TASTE OF IMMORTALITY A NEW DOOR IS WAITING FOR YOUR KEY

RECKLESS OLIGARCHS AND PURE SPIRITS OF BLACK LIGHT SHARE BOOZE IN A DEAD–END STREET IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT TRADING SECRET PAGES OF THEIR BROKEN LIVES THEY TRY TO CATCH SOME FRESH AIR FROM ANOTHER SIDE WHATEVER YOUR BEHAVIOR YOU KNOW THAT IT DOESN’T MATTER WE ALL CARRY A DARK PASSENGER YEAH ANONYMOUS BASTARDS COME AND TELL YOU WHAT TO THINK FACES HIDDEN SKIN CAN BE DEAD GREEN OR BABY PINK SHAMELESSLY CONFUSING WHAT’S BAD AND WHAT’S UNTRUE FLATTERING THE PASSENGER RISING INSIDE OF YOU WHATEVER YOUR BEHAVIOR… WHATEVER DARK WATER YOU STIR … INCOMPETENTS WHINE AND PUT THE BLAME ON NEXT IN LINE AND DRINK THE CUP OF DISGRACE EACH TIME PROMOTION SHINES OUR… OUR DARK PASSENGER…YEAH…