I sometimes find my Dad sitting next to me in my car

Not exactly him but some likeness, a vision from afar.

I can’t exactly see him clear

But either way it’s nice to have him near.

I sometimes find myself talking to my Dad,

Sitting next to me, in my car

It’s good to talk after all these years and I suppose he’s not really there

But it feels so good, so I don’t really care...

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Love isn’t some little thing that goes ding!

It isn’t a song that you can sing.

It’s not something that might happen in a flash,

It doesn’t happen while driving and cause you to crash.

Love isn’t something tangible, something you can see,

It's pretty much invisible, to both you and to me.

It’s something that will join us and hold us together,

It’s a feeling that will...

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She’s a fading flower

Not nearly as bright as she used to be

Though now she shines in a different way

Though she always shines to me

She’s filled with determination,

And don’t try to tell her what to do:

She’s stubborn,

And she’ll do what she needs to do

The day I can’t do my shopping

Is the day I’m finished, she says.

And she eyes me with disdain

Because...

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My back is sending me a message

it says I'm getting old

That's why I don’t like the winter

My back doesn’t like the cold.

It’s not as if I’m in agony

And the pain is under control.

But my back could do with a massage;

Not reminders that I’m getting old.

I need to send back a message

I need to be rather bold

There’s no bloody need to remind me

-I know I’m ...

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It's not death that comes

its life that passes.

And all that’s left

must turn to ashes.

The sun will rise

and the moon will pass,

and the next day comes

when the night slips past.

So death cannot come

and make a claim,

for time moves on

and soothes the pain.

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That ongoing story that I call my life

Is nothing but a total tangled mess.

It’s a disaster area; a no-go zone

And sometimes I feel like staying at home

It’s a random story with a spot of romance

Mixed up with elements of chance

And one way or another it’ll be soon resolved

And for my sins I hope to be absolved

The ongoing story that I call my life

is hard...

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The child inside of me.

is the child I used to be.

The hopes and fears

Of the child inside

are still alive in me,

and every day, in every way

I’m still the child inside.

The child inside shapes the view

of the world I see today

and the eyes of the child

are round and wide

and I will be their guide.

For the child inside everything is new,

every road ...

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Here’s the suit I wore when I was newly born

It’s not worth taking to the charity shop

People today prefer brand new,

So may as well drop it in the skip

Ah, my favourite old t-shirt

Once I wore it every day

But now may as well rip it up and make it into cloths

It’s only thin, it’ll easily rip

I know that jacket so well

I wore it on my wedding day

It’s rather...

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Do you remember me Jimmy from all those years ago?

I was the young guy and you the old hand

Do you remember when you said;

‘This job will do me until I retire?’

You were a bus driver and I was your conductor

And even you’d be impressed with what I do today

and how far I’ve travelled from those distant days on the road.

The thing is I thought of you the other day

For the fir...

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I was happy and never knew it,

Sad and knew it so well.

Love slipped by but I never noticed,

though love has marked me well.

Winter passed and summer came

yet I was living in the cold.

My love has turned and passed me by

and outside the world grows old.

Happiness is trapped for me

When love had cast its spell

I was happy and never knew it

Sad and knew it ...

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Time sleeps in the distant desert,

and sitting softly under the yellow sun,

dried and dehydrated,

there is a seed that waits for the rains.

- I am that seed.

I wait for the rains with open hands

and when they wash over me time wakes refreshed

and I’ll drink all I need

-I am that seed.

The seed that longs to know

the secrets of this distant desert,

and when my ...

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(There seems to be an increasing amount of people taking, or attempting to take their own lives by jumping off motorway bridges. Of course it's a cry for help but sometimes it all goes wrong and ends tragically.)

It was me that found you on that lonely road that night

I spied you on the cameras around midnight

You looked cold on top of that bridge,

I suppose you thought you’d see ...

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In the coldest morning

Of a frozen day

There’s a teeny tiny kernel of heat

Deep inside your heart.

Keep it safe,

You might need it

Some day

In the coldest morning

Of a dead relationship

Reach inside

For that tiny kernel of heat.

You’ll need it

For that someone else

You’ll meet.

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It took a while to grow

The Christmas tree, you know

And for weeks it gave us Christmas cheer

Draped with decorations

Befitting the time of year

But now January has come

and the festive season’s done

but we’ve another use for the tree,

we’ll chop it into logs

and burn it on the fire.

It’s sad really,

because it took a long while to grow,

The Christmas tree,...

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(This isn't quite right but here goes . .)

Action!

Now there’s a word I’ve longed to say

Let me be a film director just for a day

I’d bathe my sets with natural light

And keep my close ups tight

I’d cast a beautiful girl as my star

and keep her key light bright

She’d be in all my master shots

And I’d fade the soundtrack in soft

Action!

(Dissolve shot of Within...

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I’d like to be a cannonball:

Smash through things and knock down walls

I’d leave a trail of destruction in my wake

Before it’s even time to take a tea break.

I’d like to drink fifteen pints of lager

And ride through the shopping centre like a knight on a charger

Smashing things merrily as I go

Making a mess with a creamy gateaux

I’d like to swear loudly in a quiet...

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