Spring Hill Fair

He was brought up in a house of women
In a city of heat that gave its children
Faith in the fable of coral and fish,
Told them the world was something to miss.

I turn to hold you, you're gone.
Fingers let go, i'm gone.

That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.
That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.

The salt in the wind moves over the mudflats
Sticks to your skin and rusts up the lights,
Blows through the ferns that breathe in the dark,
I try to forget but it's so hard.

I turn to hold you, you're gone.
Fingers let go, i'm gone.

That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.
That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.

What was once is a falling star;
It'll hit you and hurt you and open your heart.
Burn in a river tangled with reeds
While a crane on the water silently feeds.

I turn to hold you, you're gone.
Fingers let go, i'm gone.

That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.

That's just a little unkind
And just a little unwise.

(repeat till cicadas join in the fun)

I got myself a mortgage,
It didn't save the marriage.
We weren't insureed,
Insured against breakage.
If you believe in orphans
There's still a chance for love.
(the hand that warms you also harms you)
Pick me up in pieces,
I'm scattered and broken,
Slow, slow music.

Pick me up in pieces,
I'm scattered and broken,
Slow, slow music.

By the time i was 16,
I knew the names of the planets,
Stayed away from the doorstep,
Was frightened of milk-bottles.
If you believe in orphans
There's still a chance for love.
(the hand that warms you also harms you)
I know i'm not an orphan
But i believe in love.
(the hand that holds you also scolds you)

Chorus

So! don't wake the children,
Leave them in bed.
In the land o the dreamless,
They're better off dead.
If you believe in orphans
There's still a chance for love.
(the hand that warms you also harms you)
I know i'm not an orphan
But i believe in love.
(the hand that holds you also scolds you)

Chorus

Come and have a look, beside me
A fine line of tears, part company.
That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes
>from the first letter i got to this her bill of rights, part company.

And what will i miss? her cruelty, her unfaithfulness
Her fun, her love, her kiss, part company.

That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes
Like mud in the september rain it comes, back to me.

Part, part, i said part
Part company, made he men disappear
Cut my swathe and spread my fear.

Before we'd met, i hadn't wiped my feet
Seen myself naked or, part company.

And i said it before, do i have to say it again
A fine line of tears, part company.

That's her handwriting, that's the way she writes
>from her first words to this, our last night.

Part, part, she said part
Part company, made her men disappear
Cut my swathe and spread my fear.

Lyric: grant

It is neither fair nor reasonable to expect sadness
To confine itself to it's causes. like a river in flood,
When it subsides and the drowned bodies of
Animals have been deposited in the treetops, there is
Another kind of damage that takes place beyond the torrent.
At first, it seemed as though she had only left
The room to go into the garden and had been delayed by stray
Chickens in the corn. then he had thought she might
Have eloped with the rodeo-boy from the neighbouring
Property but it wasn't till one afternoon, when he
Had heard guitar playing coming from her room and
Had rushed upstairs to confront her and had seen
That it was only the wind in the curtains brushing
Against the open strings, that he finally knew she
Wasn't coming back. he had dealt with the deluge alright
But the watermark of her leaving was still quite visible.
He had resorted to the compass then, thinking that
Geography might rescue him but after one week in the
Victorian alps he came back north, realising that snow which
He had never seen before, was only frozen water.
I'll take you to hollywood
I'll take you to mexico
I'll take you anywhere the
River of money flows.
I'll take you to hollywood
I'll take you to mexico
I'll take you anywhere the
River of money flows.
But was it really possible for him to cope with the
Magnitude of her absence? the snow had failed him.
Bottles had almost emptied themselves without effect.
The television, a samaritan during other tribulations, had
Been repossessed. she had left her travelling clock
Though thinking it incapable of funcitioning in
Another time-zone; so the long vacant days of expensive sunlight
Were filled with the sound of her minutes, with the measuring of
Her hours.

All that's left of me, of me that was, is a former shadow,
Once amidst great work, then she came, and then she came,
That's your point.
And right here's for me; right here and nowhere else.
There's no underground; bitterness is what you've found.
You've never lived.

The risk was hers, every bit hers; i gave her this warning.
Never love a man who has no sister, clings to your breast,
Only you know him.
And right here's for me; right here and nowhere else.
As collectors call; i will whisper as they fall.
You've never lived.

A great reputation she kept up, my god! she kept me up.
I'm no genius, just a former genius, a shadow of the genius
That i am.
And right here's for me; right here and nowhere else.
As collectors call; i will whisper as they fall.
You've never lived.

And its the luckiest charm and the luckiest charm.
And its the luckiest charm and the luckiest charm.
And it will do you no harm. it will do you no harm because
It's the luckiest charm oh its th luckiest charm full of belief
And it will do you no harm. it will do you no harm.
And right here's for me; right here and nowhere else.
Right here's for me; right inside, right beside.
You've never lived.

And right here's for me; right here and nowhere else.
You're my lucky charm; luckiest charm i've ever had!
And it does you no harm; no-no-no-no-no-no-no.
You've never lived.
It's the luckiest charm and the luckiest charm.
Yeahs it's the luckiest charm and the luckiest charm.
And it will do me no harm, it will do me no harm.