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Fire in the hold
World is growing cold
Everyone you meet
Take all they can eat
Fire in the hold
Bodies bought and sold
One, two, three the deal
Selling for a steal
Fire in the hold
Bite and taste the gold
Tie them wrists complete
Another tasty treat
Bridge:
Stoke the coal and build the heat
Faces glowing, gnashing teeth
Some are crowing, others weep
Chorus:
Fire in the hold
Forget the growing old
Forget the lengthy stay
Time has come
Time has come….
To pay
David O’Connor
Boxed in bed to wait the call
Living pictures on the wall
Place to be or not at all
Full of pride before a fall
On the run to siren’s wail
Time again to ride the rail
Bravado speaks of never fail
Others why we chase our tail
God-like wrath I drop on high
Target town, no where or why
Orders are to do or die
Fateful seal from cloudless sky
Bridge:
Fair enough to feel concerned
Teach them well, the lessons learned
Chorus:
Cut and thrust, I look the part
On a deck too far from home
Beyond the waves sing broken hearts
Burning for the seeds been sown
David O’Connor
Funny how the voices sing
When nothing good the new day brings
Bending backs in cotton row
Sweet the chariots swing low
Funny how the voices sing
Dust and cuffs for wedding rings
Catch the lash don’t mean a thing
When nowhere call a home
Funny how the eyes, they raise
When hope eternal never saves
Breaking rocks to gaolers’ call
Key to locks a saviour small
Funny how the eyes, they raise
Dreaming long forgotten days
Bended knees, no words to pray
When nowhere call a home
Funny how with shoulders strong
Accept the crime when done no wrong
Judgement says no longer free
Forever lost to family
Funny how with shoulders strong
In the Lord to carry on
Singing words without a song
When nowhere call a home
David O’Connor
Freedom more than just a word
Out of reach to undeserved
Captive hope, distant dream
Understanding all it means
Freedom not a calling card
Sometimes easy, sometimes hard
Sometimes harder than you know
Quick to stop, slow to grow
Freedom never close at hand
Fight the good fight, it demands
Said and done, when voices sing
Freedom, whisper on the wind
Chorus:
Freedom on a clear day
Out across a barren plain
Freedom, worth the journey
Fresh the taste of cleansing rain
Chant:
Freedom, whisper on the wind
Freedom, whisper on the wind
David O’Connor
Far beyond the backyard fence
People scraping up the rent
Uniform in breaking heads
Hatred all the children fed
Out beyond the grassy lawn
If had a choice no way be born
Chance you’ll die before you live
Won’t forget and won’t forgive
Far beyond the garden shed
Mongrel dog a better bet
Shake the day without a bite
Someone got the story right
Out beyond the backyard pool
Drowning fast in paper rules
One for you, nineteen the fee
Costly business charity
Chorus:
Unlock the backdoor
Step on down on vacant land
Unconvinced, unsure
Want to lend a hand
Want to take a stand
Save the poor, the damned
Drinking sand
David O’Connor
Inheritance in rags of black and blue
Off the drive, survive is what they do
Behind the wall of fashion dressed to be
Curtain torn but we don’t see a need
Being born a choice some others make
All the while, they struggle in the wake
One street off, the rule of thumb applies
Blissful ignorance the trade we ply
Reflect upon the hunger in their hearts
Here to there a million miles apart
Bare the soul that walks the life they claim
All too close, we run to shake the blame
In the eyes of children born to die
Innocence and trust in tears they cry
Pockets stuffed, the answer near at hand
In the dock, don’t have a leg to stand
Chorus:
Pack your bags, I’ll pack mine
Half an hour should see us fine
Block or two see us arrive
Nowhere fast….
Off the drive
David O’Connor
Just a boy growing old
All the scars of being told….
Chorus:
Time and again
You’re nothing
Let’s not pretend
You’re something
Never amount to anything
It’s clear / Around here (alternate)
Just a girl, in her head
All the words her parents said….
Just a man in suit disguise
All the marks of living lies….
Just a woman, only just
All the lines of broken trust….
David O’Connor
No father in a wordless prayer
Can hope to wash the scars you bear
Clean away
No robed black box where evil freed
Re-plant and grow among the weeds
To your dismay
No vestiges of days gone by
Remove the stain now set and dry
Clean away
No candle burn in holy crypt
Stop the slide, halt the slip
Time to pay
Chorus:
Sins of the father
Come to rest at children’s feet
Take the stand and take your seat
What have you done
You chosen ones
David O’Connor
Jerusalem, someone said
Never trust the living dead
After dark arriving home
Packing for a time to come
Beirut Sunday, blood and beer
Tonic for an ailing fear
Sirens wail as women do
Picture coming clear to you
Baghdad breather, quiet unrest
Future sealed in hidden mess
Understand and torn between
What you hear and what you see
Bridge:
Camera lays in morbid wait
Set to snap some other’s fate
Drive-by shooting pays the bills
Single shot and hungry still
Chorus:
Camera…. snap!
No holding back
Camera…. fire!
Better dead than half-alive
David O’Connor
By the rules, no one should starve
Food enough, food enough
Here’s a clue I’m thinking of
In the stars, in the stars
On the surface, see the smiles
No one laughs, no one laughs
In the worst case, wait a while
On the cards, on the cards
Take your ball and get on home
Going tough, going tough
Miss the call, you die alone
Simple stuff, simple stuff
Stop and look, the end is nigh
Had enough, had enough
What’s a hook without a line
Without the love, without the love
Chorus:
Without the love, makes no sense
Another empty argument
A place you can’t afford to rent
Makes no sense….
Without the love
David O’Connor
Another page, another road
Hear the screaming overhead
Fine the line ‘tween live and dead
A heavy load
Order me, I’m up, away
In the heat of battle chill
Whole lot more than shoot and kill
So they say
Black in name but not indeed
Two long years without a home
Day by day is how it comes
Where it leads
Cross my heart, don’t let me die
Christmas cheer on ragged wings
Up above the bullets sing
Memories fly
Feel the metal rip and tear
Red the pool where life had run
Letter home don’t make a son
Or dry a tear
Look at me upon this stage
Far from home, reality
Break the soil, goodbye we say
Another page
David O’Connor
Few say the words they mean
The game is being seen
And getting on
Turn here and walk this way
Lessons learned yesterday
I had it wrong
Rise up to climb the pile
Nude to dressed in style
Dressed to kill
Burn her, break him down
Stand tall this false surround
Feel no ill will
Bridge:
Flag high (Stake your claim)
Good try (Move again)
Deep sigh (Over others slain)
Chorus:
Climb on to chosen heights
Step light, you should be right
Well worn from many come this way
Climb on to distant stars
So far avoid the scars
Well warned, climb on…. to dismay
David O’Connor
Parents split when I was four
Dad called time, walked out the door
And though I know I must have cried
Never freed the guilt inside
He’d been living life and more
While Mum, us kids, did it poor
And then to go with no goodbye
Somewhere deep I bought a lie
Chorus:
Not my fault, never was
Just a kid, not the cause
All that’s wrong, right to say
Just a kid, not my play
Up and on I’m sad to say
Mum, her life, fixed to the day
And though I know it hurt her so
No moving on, no letting go
Passing years and still the pain
Returns to haunt me time again
Mum now gone from bond we shared
Alone I walk with cross to bear
David O’Connor
I’m feeding friend and family, better send
Five more loaves and fishes, tell ‘em then
No good store up riches in the end
I’m walking on the water, look and see
Angry fists wave abuse at me
Sure they’re all worth saving, setting free
I’m praying in the garden, time to go
Friends are busy sleeping, want to know
Plan you set on keeping then I’ll show
I’m kneeling in the courthouse, what a trial
Robes intent on doing me in style
Outside the crowds are booing all the while
I’m standing in the middle, all around
Smiling faces watch me going down
Guess I knew it cost me hanging ‘round
Chorus:
For you at thirty-three
Done it all, I hope you’re pleased
Now I am you and you are me
All at thirty-three
David O’Connor
Far and away
Somewhere I lost the sign
Feeling my way
Don’t walk before you climb
Another wish turned upon its head
Tell me this, was I misled
When aimed to please
Dropped to my knees
I was misled
Forever gone
Somewhere a tragic flaw
So what went wrong
Don’t say unless you’re sure
Another why born of innocence
Only tried to do my best
When took the lead
I felt the need
And was misled
Forget me not
Somewhere we’ll meet again
Was just a thought
Perhaps we could pretend
Another time, you choose the place
Aint a crime to show my face
When smiled at me
No way could see
I was misled
David O’Connor
On a day they joined in song
Liberal splashings little John
Said goodbye in Liverpool
Opened eyes to golden rule
On a day we walked the stream
England finally lived their dream
Becks the king Old Trafford play
Vote of hope a wash-away
On a day fair came to town
Lincoln green, a wall of sound
Colour tint a different shade
Flowers where the body laid
On a day of broken sleep
What was planted no-one reaped
Forest wept a silent wave
In the end nobody saved
Chorus:
Going home, no going home
Door to door the bird had flown
Going home, no going home
This October day
David O’Connor
We watch the march of hopeless
Starved beyond repair
Smiling eyes that God blessed
Fixed in dying stare….
Unsettled, change the channel
Unnerved, we justify
Uncaring, quite a talent
Don’t even have to try
We hear the tales of terror
Defiled beyond repair
God’s beauty in the wearers
Fixed traumatic stares….
Unsettled, change the channel
Unnerved, we justify
Uncaring, quite a talent
Don’t even have to try
Chorus:
Seven in one blow
Just thought you should know
While you made your tea and toast
A father struggled with the loss
Walk to save hope’s destiny
Ending up in tragedy
Seven in one blow
David O’Connor
Children of the dark
Seeking self in vain
Right from the start
Tied to a name
Children of the lost
Frozen point in time
Born at a cost
Under a sign
Children of the now
Awaiting come of age
Sweet memory sour
High price been paid
Bridge:
Traceless, race-less faceless scar
Hidden, forbidden who you are
Love a number on a jar
Locked and lonely room
David O’Connor
No wonder in the journey
No seeking in the prize
No hope for those returning
Just trauma in their eyes
No purpose in the dying
No reasons justified
No freedom from the lying
Just trauma in their eyes
No winner in this battle
No answer for the wise
No argument been settled
Just trauma in their eyes
Bridge:
A bridge too far
A mountain cold
A welcome calm
For them that grow not old
David O’Connor
You can see she’s kind of fragile
In a certain sort of way
Dancing with the enemy
Unstable, feet of clay
Sleeping in a circus
Close, so close to home
What is life
When life is not your own
You can see he’s kind of tired
Simply living on the edge
Working to a timeline
Fixed within his head
Singing for his supper
Sure to dine alone
What is life
When life is not your own
You can see they’re kind of wasted
Endless knocking on closed doors
Dutifully they wait in line
Wondering what for
Retiring to a promise
Arriving twilight zone
What is life
When life is not your own
David O’Connor
