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  

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…

Bloodsucking Reptillian Aliens Arghh Arghh   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun - Gone CD    

Die   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun - Gone CD

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

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…

Out My Way Out My Way Out My Way Out My Way   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun - Gone CD  

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…

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  

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

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…

Painting is dead   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

Those who speak do not know Those who know do not Speak   Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD

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…

Their Hand is at my throat But I cannot see their shape Their walk is unsuspected Not in the spaces we all know We all know But the spaces in between them In between them If I throw this coal to the bottom of the well Will it one day turn… Will it one day? Will it one day? And their breath is on my shoulder i'm walking through these trees To the sound of their machines in the coldness of a summers day Of a summers day but I still dream I still dream If I throw this coal To the bottom of the well Will it one day turn….…