James - Is This Love

Is this love we just weaponised
Can our love outrun these times
Is this love you just semaphored
You advanced, now you withdraw
What is it good for
What is it good for
I am done with the chase butterfly

Can you love like the wind
Wild and free
Can you love more than one equally
Is love shaped by a screen
Films that you’ve seen

Peace of mind
Peace of mind
Peace of mind

Are you scared of alone or dreaming escape
Who signs up for this pain - why do we stay?
We will get past the hurt to the parade

Peace of mind
Peace of mind
Peace of mind

Is this love or a brick through glass
How long will this heat last
What is it good for
What is it good for
Sweet relief from a world in free fall

Peace of mind
Peace of mind
Peace of mind

Is this love…

James - Stay

Crow
Eats putty from a window pane
Shards of glass
Don't break your fate
Go
Past your threshold of pain
All of our help
You waived away

Flew into the stars
Made of blades
They spun you out
Cut your face

Lovers of God, be grateful
Love what we've got
Life's a struggle of love
Grit, pearl, oyster
Lovers of God, be grateful
Love what we've got
Life's a struggle to love
Grit, pearl, oyster

Stay
Stay
Stay
Stay
Stay

Don't go
Don't let this stain
Dictate tomorrow
Write your refrain
You supposed
That this place was fair
Equal in share
By people that cared

Darling
We're all made of matter
Our bodies will shatter
Unravel under gravity's weight

Lovers of God, be grateful
Love what we've got
Life's a struggle of love
Grit, pearl, oyster

Stay
Stay
Stay
Stay
Stay

James - Rogue

Oh no
Oh no I got old
I need a drink to spill my blackest ink
Still think that I am chasing thirty-one
Beauty privileges wasted on the young
My friends, the leavings have begun
I've paid my dues to Caesar
Pray to be spared from Shiva

I've been a whore, a samurai, a guru
Burnt as a witch, worked for the church, a cockatoo
Think I'd be wise from all these lives
But maths won't help ya, maths won't help ya
I've been a monk, an alien, a Habiru
I've been a punk, a saint, a fool, a Vishnu
I've been killer and now I'm a singer
Having a breakthrough I'm about to go rogue
On a roll
On a roll

I've taken off my clothes
I'm lying here, I'm feeling so exposed
My body won't do tricks and flips with grace
My body won't behave
Try bulking up, I'm losing too much weight
My face, my face, my face is full of fouls
I'm still mesmerized by cleavage
I woun't come to Jesus

Lovers of life burn bright, super nova
If your judging is hard come back when you older
Find you a song and sing from your bones
Dance 'til you drop, forget you're being watched

Dance into your trauma there's a key to each lock
From the belly of a whale, out stepped Jonan
All I know, know nothing is for certain
My curse was a blessing, the cure was the poison

I've been a whore, a samurai, a guru
Burnt as a witch, worked for the church, a cockatoo
Think I'd be wise from all these lives
But maths won't help ya, maths won't help ya
I've been a monk, an alien, a Habiru
I've been a punk, a saint, a fool, a Vishnu
I've been killer and now I am a singer
Having a breakthrough I'm about to go rogue
On a roll
On a roll
On a roll
On a roll
On a roll

Where'd I put that "where'd you gone" song?
Where'd you put that "turn you on" song?
Think I'd be wise from all these lives
Some of us still got work to do
Where'd I put that "where'd you gone" song?
Where'd I put that "turn you on" song?
Think I'd be wise through all these lives
Some of us still got work to do

James - Way Over Your Head

If you want it enough
Unbuckle your love
Locked communication
We created another one
We created another one

In a hole way over, way over your head
In need of a friend to come 'round and take you to bed
In a hole way over, way over your head
In need of a friend to come ’round and raise up the dead

Raise the dead

This new job don't pay enough for the bother
Every day, the same old stuff from the robbеr
Barons, stuck, is this forever? One drink, maybе another
Someone hit the buzzer

Driver missed my stop, it's getting dark
Fins and tips of sharks are circling my raft
Stoke the fire, it’s down to sparks
Stoke the fire, it's down to sparks

Raise the dead

Yet a simpler life is calling me
A spit of land community
Can you come around and rescue me?
How blessed I am, your love to receive
In a hole way over, way over your head
In need of a friend to come 'round and take you to bed
In a hole way over, way over your head
In need of a friend to come 'round and raise up the dead
In a hole way over, way over your head
In need of a friend to come 'round and put you to bed
Raise the dead