Out To Sea -
Stephen Fearing 1984 © Mummy Dust/ Fearing and Loathing Music
Some nights I see myself trying to hold back the tide
Standing in the water with my arms flung wide
Looking at myself through another fish’s eyes or a seagull gusted high
Carolina told me what love could really be
And as she spoke she laid it out so sure and simply
But no matter what I do I think I’m always gonna find
That I cannot bridge the gap between my heart and mind
Chorus
Oh I just can’t tell
Oh I don’t know what
History repeats itself
Before my very eyes
Some nights I see myself being swept out to sea
With the rain and salty water dancing all around me
With the other wretched faces looking for a line
Or a hand to help us through these troubled times
Carolina showed me what life could really be
And as she spoke she laid it out so sure and simply
But no matter what I do I think I’m always gonna find
That I cannot bridge the gap between my heart and mind
Chorus
Dublin Bay
Stephen Fearing 1984 © Mummy Dust/ Fearing and Loathing Music
I’m going away to leave the misty mountains in the rain
I’ve crossed the great divide and now I’m crossing back again
I’m going to where the sun tempers gold into the grain
And the fields of waving wheat go on forever
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And the future it’s as big and as wide as Dublin Bay
With the fog horns cutting like the scythe upon the hay
And the months will pass you by until the stroke of New Year’s Day
And they’ll all leave a mark upon your mind
When I was but a young man at the age of seventeen
I left my home in Dublin for to find and catch a dream
And many times I’ve wondered if I weren’t completely mad
But I’d never trade my life for any other
Chorus
So come near me now good people
Lend an ear to hear my tale
For the times we’ve spent together here will age like rusty nails
But there’s something that I’d wish to say before the evening’s through
May your hearts all laugh a plenty and may God be good to you
Chorus
Welfare Wednesday
Stephen Fearing 1986 © Mummy Dust/ Fearing and Loathing Music
On welfare Wednesday, money flows to the scavengers below
Just enough to keep you moving, pulled down by the current’s filthy undertow
And like fish out of the water, our pockets stuffed with bills
We walk the length of the afternoon with too much need to fill
The miles I’ve put behind me find me standing in the rain
With welfare Wednesday again
On welfare Wednesday, I’ll cash my cheque behind the bar
With a month’s rent in my belly, the blackbirds in my past can seem so far away
And I know it’s just my money baits the bartender’s smile
But I no longer feel the rats behind my eyes
On the faces all around me the story reads the same
Welfare Wednesday again
Down under the viaduct with the smell of fog and gasoline
And the echoes of the last bus rolling empty overhead
Dreams are only relative to where you make your bed
Albert and Louise are out there screaming on the boulevard
He beats her and he breaks here until her body’s torn and raw
Then he carries here inside like a bag of empty clothes
Where rape is hidden by the window blinds
And if the cops arrive, you can read it in their eyes
Welfare
Loneliness is emptiness, is black streets howling in the rain
Is the thought that cut the wrist and what made the hooker scream in pain
Is the cycle of futility, is an endless rusty chain
And tomorrow, when daylight drags me hungry from my bed
With nothing in my pockets, the seagulls at the docks are likely better fed
So I go down to the food bank and all my friends are there,
Standing in a long and broken line
All the days drag on like an apathetic marathon
‘Till welfare Wednesday.
August 6th and 9th
Stephen Fearing 1985 © Mummy Dust/ Fearing and Loathing Music
When the day comes
There will be no more reruns
Be no more refunds
No seasons guaranteed
And the rising sun
Will look down upon the cinders
The broken empty windows
Of our democracy
Chorus
For there are people in the world
Fighting war with war
And eye for an eye
And they all go blind
Holding up their wretched hearts like loaded bibles
Playing off the fears that they have planted in our minds
For if that day ever comes
There will be no recourse
From the final resources of the human race
And the rising moon
Will look down upon the shadows
The burnt-out afterimage of a planets face
Chorus
And I can still recall as a child of four
The confusion I felt at Christian soldiers
Onward into battle as they go
Ah but now I see or at least begin
To know the lies that people spin
The ways to force a square peg
Into a rounded hole
For if that day ever comes
When our vision gets so narrow
There’ll be nothing but ash and shadows
On the street of our dreams
And I don’t know about you
But I just turned twenty-two
And I got better things to do
Than look forward to dying
Beguiling Eyes
Stephen Fearing – 1983 © Mummy Dust / Fearing and Loathing Music
You have the most beguiling eyes that I have ever seen
They can catch me up and spin me or leave me in a dream
And though the words you speak are truthful you know you hurt me when you say
That the times you spend with me are but a small part of your day
Chorus
‘Cause it seems that I’m the one that always comes a calling
And I’m asking you away from other friends
But I’m waiting for the sound of your step out side me door
When the sun is setting low and the evening ends
I have always thought that the future’s what you make it
And I’ve always believed that my actions were my own
But tell me can you see that to give without receiving
Is bound to leave my heart like a piece of molten stone?
Chorus
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