The Waterboys - The Whole Of The Moon

I pictured a rainbow

You held it in your hands

I had flashes

But you saw the plan

I wandered out in the world for years

While you just stayed in your room

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

You were there at the turnstiles

With the wind at your heels

You stretched for the stars

And you know how it feels

To reach too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

I was grounded

While you filled the skies

I was dumbfounded by truths

You cut through lies

I saw the rain-dirty valley

You saw Brigadoon

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

I spoke about wings

You just flew

I wondered, I guessed and I tried

You just knew

I sighed

But you swooned

I saw the crescent

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

With a torch in your pocket

And the wind at your heels

You climbed on the ladder

And you know how it feels

To get too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

The whole of the moon

Unicorns and cannonballs

Palaces and piers

Trumpets, towers, and tenements

Wide oceans full of tears

Flags, rags, ferry boats

Scimitars and scarves

Every precious dream and vision

Underneath the stars

Yes, you climbed on the ladder

With the wind in your sails

You came like a comet

Blazing your trail

Too high

Too far

Too soon

You saw the whole of the moon

The Waterboys - And a Bang on the Ear

Lindsay was my first love she was in my class

I would have loved to take her out but I was too shy to ask

The fullness of my feeling was never made clear

But I send her my love with a bang on the ear

Nora was my girl when I first was in a group

I can still see her to this day, stirring chicken soup

Now she's living in Australia working for an auctioneer

But I send her my love with a bang on the ear

Deborah broke my heart and I the willing fool

I fell for her one summer on the road to Liverpool

I thought it was forever but it was over in a year (oh dear)

But I give her my love with a bang on the ear

The home I made with Bella became a house of pain

We weathered it together bound by a ball and chain

Is started up in Fife, and ended up in tears (oh dear)

But I send her my love with a bang on the ear

Krista was a rover from Canada she hailed

We crossed swords in San Francisco we both lived to tell the tale

I don't know now where she is oh but if I had her here

I'd give her my love with a bang on the ear

So my woman of the hearthfire, harbour of my soul

I watch you lightly sleeping and sense the dream that does unfold (like gold)

You to me are treasure, you to me are dear

So I'll give you my love with a bang on the ear

The Waterboys - Fisherman's Blues

I wish I was a fisherman
Tumblin' on the seas
Far away from dry land
And its bitter memories
Casting out my sweet line
With abandonment and love
No ceiling bearin' down on me
Save the starry sky above
With light in my head
You in my arms
Woo!

I wish I was the brakeman
On a hurtlin' fevered train
Crashing a-headlong into the heartland
Like a cannon in the rain
With the beating of the sleepers
And the burnin' of the coal
Counting the towns flashing by
In a night that's full of soul
With light in my head
You in my arms
Woo!

Tomorrow I will be loosened
From bonds that hold me fast
That the chains all hung around me
Will fall away at last
And on that fine and fateful day
I will take thee in my hands
I will ride on the train
I will be the fisherman
With light in my head
You in my arms

Light in my head
You in my arms

The Waterboys - Old England

A man looks up on a yellow sky
And the rain turns to rust in his eye
Rumours of his health are lies
Old england is dying

His clothes are dirty shade of blue
And his ancient shoes worn through
He steals from me and he lies to you
Old england is dying

Still he sings an empires song
And still he keeps his beliefs strong
And he sticks his flag where it ill, belongs
Old england is dying

You're asking what makes me sigh now
What it is makes me shudder so
Well
I just freeze in the wind
And I'm numb from the pummeling of the snow
That falls from high in yellow skies
Where the well loved flag of england flies
Where the homes are warm and the mothers sigh
Where comedians laugh and babies cry
Where criminals are televised politicians fraternized
Journalists are dignified and everyone is civilised
And children stare with heroin eyes, heroin eyes, heroin eyes
Old England!

Evening has fallen
The swans are singing
The last of Sundays bells is ringing
The wind in the trees is sighing
And old england is dying

The Waterboys - Don't Bang the Drum

Well here we are in a special place
what are you gonna do here?
Now we stand in a special place
what will you do here?

What show of soul are we gonna get from you?
It could be deliverance, or history
under these skies so blue
could be something true,
But if I know you you'll bang the drum
like monkeys do

Here we are in a fabulous place
What are you gonna dream here?
We are standing in this fabulous place
What are you gonna play here?
I know you love the high life, you love to leap around
You love to beat your chest and make your sound
but not here man - this is sacred ground
with a Power flowing through
And if I know you you'll bang the drum
like monkeys do
Here we stand on a rocky shore
Your father stood here before you
I can see his ghost explore you
I can feel the sea implore you
Not to pass on by
Not to walk on by
and not to try
Just to let it come
Don't bang the drum
Just let it come
Don't bang the drum
Just let it come
Don't bang the drum
Do you know how to let it come now?
Don't bang the drum now
Just let it come now come now come now come now ...
don't bang the drum now drum now drum now drum now...
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum
Don't bang the drum

The Waterboys - The Pan Within

Come with me on a journey beneath the skin
Come with me on a journey beneath the skin
We will look together for the Pan within

Close your eyes, breathe slow and we'll begin
Close your eyes, breathe slow and we will begin
to look together for the Pan within
within...

Swing your hips, loose your head and let it spin
Swing your hips, loose your head and let it spin
and we will look together for the Pan within

Close your eyes, breathe slow, we'll begin
Close your eyes, breathe slow and we will begin
to look together for the Pan within
within...

Put your face to my window,
breathe a night full of treasure
The wind is delicious,
sweet and wild with the promise of pleasure
The stars are alive and nights like these
were born to be sanctified by you and me,
lovers, thieves, fools and pretenders
and all we've got to do
all we've got to do
all we've got to do is surrender

Come with me on a journey beneath the skin
Come with me on a journey beneath the skin
and we will look together for the Pan within

Close your eyes....
Close your eyes....
Close your eyes, breathe slow, we'll begin, we'll begin,
we'll begin, we'll begin, we'll begin to begin...

The Waterboys - Spirit

Man gets tired
Spirit don't
Man surrenders
Spirit won't
Man crawls
Spirit flies
Spirit lives when man dies

Man seems
Spirit is
Man dreams
Spirit lives
Man is tied, bound, torn
Spirit is free
What Spirit is man can be!

The Waterboys - This Is the Sea

These things you keep
You better throw them away
Turn your back
On your soulless days
Once you were tethered
Now you are free
Once you were tethered
Now you are free
That was the river
This is the sea

If you're feeling weary
Maybe been alone too long
Or else you've been suffering from
A few too many plans that have gone wrong
And you're trying to remember
How fine your life used to be
Running around banging your drum
Like it's nineteen-seventy-three
Well that was the river
This is the sea

You say you've got trouble
You say you've got pain
You say you've got nothin to hold on to
Nothing to trust, nothing but chains
You've been scouring your conscience
And raking through your memory
Scouring your conscience
And raking through your memory
But that was the river
This is the sea

I can see you wavering
As you try to decide
Y ou've got a war in your head
And it's tearing you up inside
You're trying to make sense
Of something that you just don't see
You're trying to make sense now
And you know you once held the key
But that was the river
This is the sea

Now I hear there's a train
It's coming down the line
It's yours if you hurry
You've got still enough time
And you don't need no ticket
And you don't pay no fee
You don't need a ticket
You don't pay a fee
That was the river
This is the sea