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On this ship together

If you're in the galley or if you're in first class
Working your passage or sitting on your arse
The consequences hit us all when they come to pass
And we're all on this ship together
All on this ship together

Bank clerks with their targets slipping further by the day
All on this ship together
People who've been lent more than they ever could repay
All on this ship together
Gamblers in the city playing Monopoly on screen
In imaginary worlds where the numbers are obscene
If your furniture is on the street, you know what I mean
We're all on this ship together
All on this ship together.

Weekenders queueing with their Air Miles in their hands
All on this ship together
Pragmatic politicians providing for demand
All on this ship together
Families on rooftops watching water levels rise
Islanders who know their lands will sink before their eyes
To the poor it comes as no surprise
We're all on this ship together
All on this ship together.

If you're in the galley or if you're in first class
Working your passage or sitting on your arse
The consequences hit us all when they come to pass
And we're all on this ship together
All on this ship together

Diners with their burgers and an extra side of fries
All on this ship together
Minimum-waged kids flipping corporation lies
All on this ship together
Loggers who won't rest until the forests disappear
Farmers seeing the desert getting closer every year
If you're at the sharp end it's already clear
We're all on this ship together
All on this ship together.

Governments who deal in drugs and arms for their own ends
All on this ship together
Dissenting voices silenced by their friends
All on this ship together
Inner-city dwellers who daren't go out after dark
Guns on the street and needles in the park
This feels more like the Titanic than the ark
And we're all on this ship together
It doesn't seem there's any way to disembark
And we're all on this ship together
All on this ship together.

(c) Nicky Johns

 

Denim-blue eyes

The girl with denim-blue eyes opens them wide
Awakes with a smile as she lies by my side
Kicks her feet in the air, does her dance for the day
I can't remember my life another way.

And I spend my days in small ways
Watching the world surprise
A girl with denim-blue eyes.


And this is my life here in my arms
To learn from this child and keep her from harm
Until she can fly like a dove set free
My gift to the love that gave her to me.

And I spend my days in small ways
Watching the world surprise
A girl with denim-blue eyes.


My heart was never so full
'Til she came on the scene
I've had more money before
But this is the richest I've been.

The girl with denim-blue eyes opens them wide
Awakes with a smile as she lies by my side
Kicks her feet in the air, does her dance for the day
I can't imagine my life another way

And I spend my days in small ways
Watching the world surprise
A girl with denim-blue eyes.


(c) Nicky Johns

 

The river says yes

The river says yes and the rain falls in
And joins it on its course
'Til you can't tell which water fell
And which flowed from the source.

Everything's moving, everything flows
And where it is taking us, nobody knows
But here's what begins it, if circles begin
The river says yes, and the rain falls in.


The sea says yes at the river's mouth
And the waters combine
'Til you can't distinguish what was fresh
From what was brine

Everything's moving, everything flows
And where it is taking us, nobody knows
But here's what begins it, if circles begin
The river says yes, and the rain falls in.


The sky says yes, and the vapours rise
To the clouds again
And the waters of earth find another birth
As drops of rain.

Everything's moving, everything flows
And where it is taking us, nobody knows
But here's what begins it, if circles begin
The river says yes, and the rain falls in.


(c) Nicky Johns

 

Cinderella

Cinderella puts down her magazine
She wants to be like those women that she's seen
If she had the money, oh if she had the time,
If she had the airbrush she could look that fine
And every page is subtle with temptation
Promising a magic transformation;

You'll pay through the nose job for each wave of that wand
There are not many natural blondes
And all that stuff you're slathered in
Dries your hair and dries your skin
And sells you the expensive lie
That you won't get old and die.


Cinderella is plucked and bleached and tanned
And curled (or straightened) as the supplements demand
Part child, part porn-star, she cries in bed at night
No-one will love her until she gets it right
The Prince goes by oblivious in a dream
How can he love a face he's never seen?

You'll pay through the nose job for each wave of that wand
There are not many adult natural blondes
And all that stuff you're slathered in
Dries your hair and dries your skin
And sells you the expensive lie
That you won't get old and die.


Cindrella is bankrupt and blue
Her handsome prince is sadly overdue
Can there be true love where there is no truth
Just the illusion of everlasting youth?
This time the fairy's really gone too far
She's hardly left a trace of who you are;

You'll pay through the nose job for each wave of that wand
There are not many natural blondes
And all that stuff you're slathered in
Dries your hair and dries your skin
And sells you the expensive lie
That you won't get old and die.


(c) Nicky Johns

 

St John's Lock

Sun shines warm upon your upturned face
We share the beauty of this time and place
Feeling everything heed the call of spring

The light on the water, the sun in the sky
The beat of my heart and the look in your eye
.

Hear the passage of the wandering breeze
Stir the music of the willow trees
And they take their chance to join the dance

Of the light on the water, the sun in the sky
The beat of my heart and the look in your eye
.

Smell of meadow grass and hawthorn flowers
No-one's waiting and the world is ours
We've got time to spare in the scented air

Blackbird singing out with all his might
Cuckoo sounding somewhere out of sight
And the meadows ring with the songs of spring

Oh the light on the water, the sun in the sky
The beat of my heart and the look in your eye
.

(c) Nicky Johns

 
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