Bring me a glass of water To wash the dirt from my throat I've been wandering my whole life out there Help me out of my coat This water's as clear as crystal We should thank the Lord for that Sit you down and hear my story Find somewhere for my hat A barkeep takes a stranger's hat And finds a vacant hook Turns back towards the traveller His right...Learn More

[Verse 1] How many times have I had this dream That wakes me from my slumber? How will I ever get to sleep again Counting sheep in a Book of Numbers? How many times have I had this dream With you walking towards me from the river? And when will I ever get to rest again Wondering if I can deliver? [Chorus] This is the sound of rushing...Learn More

Oh, the hills on the border 'Bout this time of the year When the mists seem to gather In the valley of your fears And you walk through that valley As day turns to night Is there something in the shadows Or the failing of the light? I was walking home last evening When perhaps I should have ran From a darkening of shadows In the shape of a man It...Learn More

[Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil] "...and accordinge as I desired ther cam a letter to me out of Germany from the Duke of Brunswicke, wherupon I spake to your honor and to my Lord of Essex, who willingly gav me both your hands (for which I wold be glad if ther wear any service in me that yor honors coulde comande). When I cam to the Duke...Learn More

The street where we live Is commonly known as being the wrong side of town They look down their noses at you Like they're entitled to keep you down Our street has its social issues And violent crime by the bucket load They laughed when they named it Harmony Road They say where you're born Will have an effect on how you turn out in life So how can...Learn More

Father O'Brien: So what do you say, Jack? Are you with us? Jackie: Do you ever wake up from a nightmare so deep Where you're drowning in 17 fathoms of sleep? And you swim to the surface and you're gasping for breath But you're back for a reason, for a bargain with death It's just one final contract, one final task But he's asking a question no...Learn More

[Verse 1] Jumped out of bed this morning With a smile upon my face It's still there while I shave my chin But the reason's hard for me to trace I cook myself some breakfast Have some coffee while I muse Where could this smile have come from? It's a muscle that I rarely use [Pre-Chorus] Call the doctor with my symptoms Should I spend all day in...Learn More

[Verse 1] They say there's a bridge up there Up there in the mist Some will deny it's there Others will tell you it don't even exist [Verse 2] It's not made of iron or steel nor stone Yet it spans the rising waters We are but bags of blood and bone If we carry the weight of our sons and our daughters [Chorus] And now that feels are rather...Learn More

I wake up in Antwerp In some rich woman's bed There's a man with a hammer Inside of my head She says, "I couldn't wake you I thought you were dead But you talked in your sleep I don't know what you said" I look in the mirror My eyes bleeding red There's a taste in my mouth Of stale brandy and lead Don't know how I got here Or if I was led But I...Learn More

[Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil] "Men say that the king of Spain is making great preparation to come for England this next summer, where if it pleased your honor to advise me I would most willingly lose my life against them, most humbly beseeching your honor to pardon my ill writing... and to think that I desire to serve my country, and...Learn More

[Extract from a letter to Sir Robert Cecil] "...Then, in time passing, one Mr. Johnson died and I became an humble suitor for his place, thinking myself most worthiest, but I saw that I was like to go without it, and that any might have preferment but I. Whereby I began to sound the cause, and guessed that my religion was my hindrance. Whereupon,...Learn More

Father O'Brien: It's all there in the gospel, the Magdalene girl Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight There's this solitary figure in a halo of light He just carries on floating past...Learn More