Inside Out

May 25, 2003

I can make shopping malls disappear
all The paving slabs and concrete
I can pull up with my bare hands
Can your hear the rail lines sing?

 

The odds are always stacked against us
But theres something inside
Where against them you can use it
Where against them you can

 

I open gates and sliding doors
I take the wires from their heads
I can freeze the rotarblades
And I can bring the missing home

 

The odds are always stacked against us
But theres something inside
Where against them you can use it
Where against them you can

 

I can pull the aircraft from their skies
roll up the barbed wire
I can pull all the powerlines down
The rooftops and the dead brick stretch for miles and miles and miles
Can you hear the rail lines sing?

 

Can you hear them?
Can you hear them?
Can you hear them?
Can you hear them?

 

Come closer let me whisper to you
I have seen it
The light at the edge of the world
I can open up the skies
I reverse all their gold mines
set the prisoners free

 

Can you hear them?
Can you hear them?

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

 

Captain Of My Soul

May 25, 2003

I am the Captain of my Soul
I am the Master of my fate
And I’m coming Home
I’m Coming Home
I’m Coming Home
I’m Coming Home

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

 

Backwards

May 25, 2003

Am I wasting my life
Have I come this far
I know they’re waiting
Am I wasting all this time
Are you wasting life
Are you filling in

 

They’ll keep you waiting
They’ll keep you waiting
They’ll keep you buying all your time , your time
They’ll keep you waiting

 

When I turn the last light out
A thousand staring eyes
Open up
Am I wasting my life
Am I filling in
Walking up their hill backwards
Backwards
Walking up their hill backwards

 

They’ll keep you buying all your time
They’ll keep you buying all your time
They’ll keep you wasting all your life
They’ll keep you filling in
Walking up the hill backwards
Backwards
Walkin up the hill backwards

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

David Icke

May 25, 2003

Bloodsucking

Reptillian Aliens

Arghh

Arghh

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

 

 

Colin Blakemore

May 25, 2003

Die

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

Count To Ten

May 25, 2003

Our work is never done
The dead are home before us
Don’t you tell me its just a job
All this killing make it stop

 

The killing
In the name of science
Make it stop

 

In the time it takes to count to ten
Another one has gone
Who will stop them in their tracks
Who will bring the missing back

 

The killing
In the name of science
Make it stop

 

In the time it takes
To count to ten
Make it stop

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

No One

May 25, 2003

I am no one
From no one’s Nation
I have no name
And no possessions

 

No One

 

I am no one
From no religion
A freedom fighter
Nine unknown faces

 

No One

 

If you’re asking
You’ll never know
I am no one

 

I am no one
A black eyed madman
A faceless captain
Of all lost causes

 

No One

 

If You’re asking
You’ll never know
I am no one

 

A faceless captain
Of all lost causes

 

I am no one
From no one’s Nation

 

I am no one
From no one’s Nation

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

Out My Way

May 25, 2003

Out My Way

Out My Way

Out My Way

Out My Way

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

 

The Trolley Song

May 25, 2003

Sorry I’m late, I had trouble getting here
Met a man, yes another strange one
I was standing, looking up at the thunderclouds
said he was, the man who keeps the sky

 

What kind of people are these?
Who put value more on property than people
Who put their wealth before their wisdom
Who fill the air with dust and all these poisons

 

I can carry, the sound with my bare hands
Of the ships bells passing in the night
I tend to the roofgardens of the world
Rest your tears, let me show you how to
Make it rain
Make it rain

 

The path of life is not an easy one
And we must sail the oceans of our dreams
Steer clear of all the money scrapers
And when the thunderstorms come my friend, ride your ride

 

Ride your ride

I am a thunderdreamer
I am The keeper of the skies

 

Ride your ride

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

Lost Yourself

May 25, 2003

Today I sat and glued the pieces of my life
And looking up all I saw were the fragments of my mind
Looking out across this pale and shattered land
This land of flags and lines and ways to divide a broken people

Broken people

It seems to me its all beyond our dreams
It seems to me its all beyond our reach
How can we resist the dream they push on us
How can we resist when we’ve even lost ourselves

We’ve even lost ourselves
We’ve even lost ourselves
We’ve even lost ourselves

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

 

The Shed

May 25, 2003

Standing at the window
Hands pressed against the glass
Over the garden fence I see it
The neighbours shed
I’m getting in the shed
Draw my pictures write my words
Peace at last from a troubled world
I’m getting in the shed

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

The Don

May 25, 2003

Don’t Make these empty promises

You intend to be the GOOD master

What you really mean to say

You intend to be THE MASTER

 

Your work of pen and paper

Will never bind us to your master

And you cannot kill your god

Because your greed wears so many faces

 

Not one of you, could kill your god

Not one of you

 

Not one of you, could kill your god

Not one of you, could kill your god

 

Am I the last one, that you cannot cheat

Am I the last one, that you cannot keep

 

And you cannot kill your god

Because your greed wears so many faces

 

Not one of you, could kill your god

Not one of you

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

 

Painting is Dead

May 23, 2003

Painting is dead

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

Those Who Speak

May 23, 2003

Those who speak do not know

Those who know do not Speak

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

Reversa

May 23, 2003

They cannot know

Without reason

They know not what they do

They cannot know 
With their machines that tear the earth apart

That tear the earth apart

 

Man in the sand

Growing your silver through the oceans of dawn

Treading the light in your gaze

Through the earth and the air and the water

Reflecting the light

 

Turn em back 
Remove the poisons

From all the wildflowers and streams 
And their reasons

The sound of tears still whispers through these trees

I can’t forgive them 
no I won’t forget

Hold the machines down

Turn them back

And all the creatures

Of the forest

A million burning eyes

Staring  
Staring

 

I am not mad I’m not afraid of dying

I am not mad I’m not afraid of dying 
I’m not afraid of dying

 

when you look upside down and I’m not afraid of dying

This is war to extermination

Reversa

Reversa

Man in the sand

Growing your silver through the oceans of dawn

Treading the light in your gaze

Through these days

When you look upside down 
And I’m not afraid of dying

This is war

This is war

 

Reversa reversa reversa reversa

Reversa reversa reversa reversa

 

Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

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