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Out of Your Cage

Late at night in your bed, 
too tired to sleep, 
replaying the whole day in my head - 
Even though you smile, 
you look at me like you want me dead. 
Something lingers in the shadows, 
a distant echo of your voice 
numbs the air, stirs the nothing; 
Nothing of nothing: 
No love, no pain, 
the numbness again. 
 
Out of your cage, 
Today’s the day I get away; 
Russian roulette’s not over yet - 
No risk when I’m already dead. 
Out of your cage. 
 
You hate me now the lock is broken… 
Time’s up! I’ve had my little hour. 
But you left me there years ago, 
as time dripped through the cracks, 
stuffed and stuck in glue. 
I escape now to see a sunrise… 
I want to feel, to feel how I want to feel - 
To feel my heart beating under a stone. 
 
Out of your cage, 
Today’s the day I get away; 
Russian roulette’s not over yet - 
No risk when I’m already dead. 
Out of your cage - 
No risk, I’m already dead; 
I’m already dead. 
 
Don’t ask me to plead guilty - 
Sweat lost in a bottle for cage treats. 
Not gonna do it no more, 
Enslaved to a shallow grave. 
Live or die trying… 
Live or die trying… 
Live or die trying. 
Today’s the day I get away; 
Today, today I get away - 
Today! 
 
Another day in your bed, 
Always too tired to sleep, 
Replaying last night in my head - 
Even though I smile 
I feel like I am sleep-talking dead. 
Something lingers in the shadows: 
A distant echo of my voice, 
Numbs the air, stirs the nothing - 
Nothing of nothing; 
No love and no pain, 
The numbness again. 
 
Out of your cage, 
Today’s the day I get away; 
Russian roulette’s not over yet - 
No risk when I’m already dead. 
Out of your cage - 
No risk, I’m already dead; 
I’m already dead. 
Today’s the day I get away… 
Today. 
Words by Robert Walker

Do It

All things happen eventually, 
Slow then slower then fast 
and suddenly 
you appear from nowhere - 
The sparks light up everywhere. 
You and me, no time like this: 
One thousand miles starts with a kiss. 
One thousand miles starts suddenly - 
Surprise explodes into the air; 
Into a new day with you; 
Into one thousand miles for you. 
 
The slower the climb, 
the better the view - 
For you I’ll start the day 
(A new first step) 
With your kiss. 
 
One thousand miles 
starts with your first step, 
So do it, yeah just do it; 
Our journey starts 
right here, right now, 
So do it, yeah just do it; 
Start today, start now, start here, 
right now. 
One thousand miles - 
just do it; 
Yeah, we should do it: 
One thousand miles starts 
right now. 
 
So do it: 
A journey of one thousand miles 
starts with your kiss - 
So do it, with a kiss. 
Start each day 
(A new first step) 
With your kiss. 
 
One thousand miles 
starts with your first step, 
So do it, yeah just do it; 
Our journey starts 
right here, right now, 
So do it, yeah just do it; 
Start today, start now, start here, 
right now. 
One thousand miles - 
just do it; 
Yeah, we should do it: 
One thousand miles starts 
right now. 
 
So do it… 
Yeah, do it… 
We should 
Do it. 
Words by Robert Walker

Growing Young

Everyone is crazy, everyone is sane - 
Different only by degrees. 
Anyone is pain, anyone is joy: 
All things are in all things. 
 
We were born, we will cry, we will laugh, 
And we will die. 
Our best is yet to come, 
Everyone is growing young. 
 
It takes some time to reach your prime - 
Don’t turn away, throw your hat in the ring, 
Just do your thing. 
Our best is yet to come, 
Everyone is growing young. 
 
Time is the great motivator 
to live now, not later; 
Whatever you’re doing, don’t stop, 
Give it another shot. 
 
Everyone is crazy, everyone is sane - 
Different only by degrees. 
Anyone is pain, anyone is joy: 
All things are in all things. 
 
Our best is yet to come, 
Everyone is growing young. 
Words by Robert Walker

Fake Truth

Fake truth: 
The gift for you. 
Paint it gold; put it on your finger 
and make you sold - 
The yellow glare for the change 
of some new clothes. 
It’s just a natural lie for you, 
for some big faker, fake-faking you; 
Faking you, making news 
with lines to control you. 
 
Breaking everything we know is exhausting - 
Fake truth is same old news, 
Same old lies spun round for you: 
Lies, lies, same old lies. 
So boring, so give me truth; 
Give me truth, give me truth; 
Give me 
The truth, the truth… 
The Truth. 
 
There’s a better view: 
It’s called “truth”, baby, not aimed to confuse; 
Not the same old news sunk under 
mess and confusion, mistrust of the other - 
Obscuring, misdirecting the mayhem in 
Dystopian pandemonium. 
(The great sweaty fakery 
feeding the crazy-crazy fake-fake fakery.) 
 
Breaking everything we know is exhausting - 
Fake truth is same old news, 
Same old lies spun round for you: 
Lies, lies, same old lies. 
So boring, so give me truth; 
Give me truth, give me truth; 
Give me 
The truth, the truth… 
The Truth. 
 
The same old news is boring banal; 
Right now, now, now is the real thing - 
Not some fake sloganised lies, 
unknown unknowns, 
dull, impure (fake, fake, fake, fake, fake) fakery - 
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake… 
 
Fake truth is same old news - 
Same old lies spun round for you; 
Spun round for you, for you to die in the lie 
caught faking you; 
Fake, faking you: 
Puny lies, same old lies, faking you. 
Words by Robert Walker

What I’m Told

The gamble’s the same; 
The outcome’s a game -  
Ratios rigged high up to blame. 
Forever growth; 
Debt to debt; 
Interest in interest to forget. 
Ratios are always the same, 
but now thousands are billions - 
Yeah, it all adds up again… 
In the slime, 
In the time, 
It takes to count away… 
The swamp sucks me back in again. 
 
I am so masturbating, 
Pleasing me daily - 
It’s all about me, baby: 
Look at me, me, me, me, me… 
Yeah, it’s what I’m told. 
 
Look at my body; 
Look at my face - 
Look at what I’m doing 
all over the place. 
Look at me: 
Fun little me; 
Dirty little me; 
Oh, poor little me! 
I love me; 
I hate me - 
“Crazy little me” 
on my bleeding knees, 
In the struggle of my troubles, 
Thoughts bought, 
Locked in shiny little knots; 
Written to order 
for my disorders, 
Pretending how to live. 
 
I am so masturbating, 
Pleasing me daily - 
It’s all about me, baby: 
Look at me, me, me, me, me… 
Yeah, it’s what I’m told. 
 
Another goal, 
Win or lose, is never as supposed - 
In the whirlpool of your mind, 
A palace is a hut, 
A hut a palace 
depending on you. 
I know the games; 
I know the rules; 
I know the script 
you think controls you - 
Completing what you’ve been told to do, 
Speaking lines, 
Being made the fool. 
Straight in line! 
The routine of a cold counting machine - 
What you thought you were supposed to do 
(Put there years ago), 
Feeding on you… 
Feed now on the life for you! 
 
I am so masturbating, 
Pleasing me daily - 
It’s all about me, baby: 
Look at me, me, me, me, me… 
Yeah, it’s what I’m told. 
 
It’s what I’m told - 
Yeah, oh yeah, it’s what I’m told. 
Let me please you daily - 
It’s not all about me, baby. 
Let me help you… 
I’ll help you with that… 
Let me please you, maybe. 
Words by Robert Walker

Melt My Name

Now you’ve got me on the line; 
Now you’ve got me in the midnight: 
I hold on like I was in my stride, 
I was on my ride, 
And I lie thigh to thigh, 
And I, I, I comply. 
You know I saw you in a whole new light - 
I feel I’m holding onto something after midnight; 
Outside I lie, strumming back and forth 
In a shimmering light. 
 
Melt my name into the fire; 
Colour me in desire - 
Something deadly in your lips 
Closes in with poison tips… 
 
Secret echoes sound in the night; 
Blue smoke rising at half past midnight; 
Games of old on repeat 
In the eye of your red pure heat. 
Now I lie within your fire, 
You feel me whole and you hold me light - 
Closing up, in for the kill, 
I’ve no chance, come take your fill. 
 
Melt my name into the fire; 
Colour me in desire - 
Something deadly in your lips 
Closes in with poison tips… 
 
Melt my name… 
Melt my name… 
Melt my name in your lips: 
Melt my name in your lips; 
Melt my name. 
Words and (some) Music by Robert Walker

Not Enough

Sometimes a little is a lot; 
Sometimes cold is hot - 
You turn me off and turn me on 
And leave me here, now, 
Wanting more… 
I want you. 
No more! 
I bark, you bite, 
It’s too much. 
 
Not enough is too much; 
Not enough is where we begin. 
 
Old excuses of the past 
Rise and fade too fast. 
One night alone, with you, 
Is the end starting anew -  
Chasing you, out of breath, 
the last time, until the next time… 
 
Five thousand miles a day is: 
Not enough, 
Not enough - 
Too much of not enough. 
 
“You and me” will never be, 
And will always be, 
Not enough. 
Words and (some) Music by Robert Walker

Come On

Too much for me to know - 
My heart says yes, but my head says no. 
Come on, come on, 
you live inside a screen, not where you belong. 
Come on, we can try to lose our wires - 
Know me, hold me. 
Come on, we’re too slow, 
staring down at the little blue glow. 
 
So you think you know you now, yeah? 
Tied in pics and shiny chains, yeah? 
 
Got to get faraway; 
Got to get away; 
From the script, we are taught: 
We are bought, from year naught. 
 
You can do it all, round the long haul, 
just to crawl around in circles; 
Or take the chance: 
A first-class boarding pass. 
Take the chance, take the big chance; 
Come on, yeah; 
Come on, yeah. 
 
Got to get faraway; 
Got to get away; 
From the script, we are taught: 
We are bought, from year naught. 
 
Yeah, come on, come on - 
It’s all in the air; 
It’s all in the air; 
It’s all in the air; 
On and on and on and on… 
Come on now; 
Come on now; 
Come on now; 
Now, now, now, now. 

Come on, come on yeah; 
You’ve found me alright -  
It’s time, hold me, you’ve got me alright. 
Come on, yeah! 
Words and (some) Music by Robert Walker

No More Lies

Grinding away another day, 
But never enough of the same old stuff - 
Nothing to share in the routine stare. 
All this time, but time for nothing - 
Fair play, you'll get your way: 
A fashion victim, chained to the system, 
High-rise hypnotised, 
High-rise metabolised. 
 
Time to change for something new - 
Nothing more, I am through. 
No more, “not quite here.”  
No more, I am clear: 
Not saving for another time - 
This is now, take my bow. 
Now, now, I am now. 
No more lies and no more tries. 
 
Same old, “same old”, wants to fool you - 
More and more trying to control you. 
Take the last laugh. 
No more! 
Close the door. 
 
Something in me… 
Something in me… 
Something in me… 
Something in me tells me... 
 
Time to change for something new - 
Nothing more, I am through. 
No more, “not quite here.” 
No more, I am clear. 
Not saving for another time - 
This is now, take my bow. 
Now, now, I am now. 
No more lies and no more tries. 
Words and (some) Music by Robert Walker

Visiting Time Is Over

Do you know something that I don’t? 
You want to live but you won’t. 
Don’t judge who you think I am - 
Only time with me can bring me back to life. 
Cure me in the night-time - 
Only you can help us find the feeling 
one more time. 
Nothing lasts too long 
with the countdown going wrong. 
 
Five minutes are up, move on - 
Nothing to see here. 
Five minutes are gone, move on, down the line; 
Visiting time is over. 
Time is over where you left me - 
Sent by the bell, back to the cell. 
 
Number’s up! 
Borrowed time returned in silence to the ground; 
Now I’m just another name, 
Another face in another place 
where there’s nothing between us 
except borrowed time. 
The alibi of silence: 
“Another time”. 
 
Five minutes are up, move on - 
Nothing to see here. 
Five minutes are gone, move on, down the line; 
Visiting time is over. 
Time is over where you left me - 
Sent by the bell, back to the cell. 
 
What do I know about me? 
I’m always hiding; 
I cannot be seen. 
 
It wasn’t over then; 
I will not falter now - 
We can climb higher than time. 
Five minutes are up… 
Visiting time is over. 
Words and (some) Music by Robert Walker

Don’t Give Up

Don’t give up, make your luck - 
Fortune favours those who dare, 
So don’t give up. 
Turn up the volume, love what you do, 
And don’t give up. 
You are who you are when you 
Don’t give up. 
 
You’re heavy in the darkest day, 
Weighted down and lost your way - 
Lighten up your dreams today, 
And let it all out. 
All great things just take their time - 
It’s tough out here up on the climb; 
Life’s too short for what you’re taught. 
 
Don’t give up, make your luck - 
Fortune favours those who dare, 
So don’t give up. 
Turn up the volume, love what you do, 
And don’t give up. 
You are who you are when you 
Don’t give up. 
 
Anything can happen, more than you imagine, 
So live with passion, 
Let fortune play with you. 
The future movie of your mind 
is new and undefined… 
Life happens 
when you let it bring… 
ten thousand things. 
 
Don’t give up, make your luck - 
Fortune favours those who dare, 
So don’t give up. 
Turn up the volume, love what you do, 
And don’t give up. 
You are who you are when you 
Don’t give up. 
 
Good things are here for you - 
Don’t give up on you; 
Keep on going, see it through. 
Don’t give up 
Don’t give up 
Don’t give up on you; 
Don’t give up 
Don’t give up 
Don’t give up on you. 
Words and (some) Music by Robert Walker

Just Out Of Reach

If you want me let me know, 
there is more of me to show: 
In shadows of reflections, 
lost excuses of deceptions - 
In sight I hide, 
Just out of reach… 
 
I can’t get away, the past repeats - 
I can not see in the dark. 
Through dusk I grind on shattered glass; 
I try to hide in pride… 
My mind is: 
Just out of reach. 
 
Mesmerised by the dark, tantalised by fantasies - 
We don’t have time to wear these clothes: 
The anxious story urgency, 
carried memories we live today, 
(dropped for another way). 
 
Just out of reach… 
I can’t get away, the past repeats - 
I can not see in the dark. 
Through dusk I grind on shattered glass; 
I try to hide in pride… 
My mind is: 
Just out of reach. 
 
Just out of reach… 
I can’t get away, the past repeats: 
Just out of reach… 
Just out of reach… 
Just out of reach… 
Just out of reach… 
Just out of reach… 
Just out of reach… 
Words and (some) Music by Robert Walker

Never Again

Look me in the eye 
and tell me your lie - 
Insanity needs feeding. 
The mirror is cracked - 
The neon lights are so misleading. 
 
Make my crown; 
Make my frown; 
Make me cry; 
Make me sigh; 
In love; 
In pain: 
Nothing to gain but shame. 
 
Chase your tail, 
Reach and fail - 
Never again, 
Never again. 
You bring the storm; 
You bring thunder - 
But never again. 
 
The meaning of life is to live: 
Love in the moment, with every breath; 
Holding on for dear life, 
to each other - 
Words silenced with a kiss. 
 
Chase your tail, 
Reach and fail - 
Never again, 
Never again. 
You bring the storm; 
You bring thunder - 
But never again. 
Never again. 
Words and Music by Robert Walker

Everything’s Bigger in Texas

Driving down highway eighty, 
There was something hard to miss: 
Just one star in the sky, shining down on me. 
At the end of the line, I saw a big old sign, 
politely reminding me: 
In the land of the free, from sea to shining sea, 
Everything's bigger in Texas. 
Everything's bigger in Texas. 
Everything's bigger in Texas...
 
From the sound of my guitar, 
to the smiles that I meet, to the stomp of the feet, 
to the rhythm for company, to the hospitality… 
 
Yeah, I stayed around 'til breakfast, 
and in my dreams I made that day, 
I had my independence day. 
Because everything's bigger in Texas. 
Everything's bigger in Texas. 
Everything's bigger in Texas. 
 
Although I was just passing through, 
I roamed on by the country; 
The sky was turquoise blue, 
A warm haze rose to the heavens; 
And I saw the sunset on the prairie; 
And it was something real tremendous, 
Because everything's bigger in Texas. 
 
Yeah, everything's bigger in Texas. 
Everything's bigger in Texas. 
Everything's bigger in Texas. 
Everything's bigger in Texas. 
Words and Music by Robert Walker

Here Without You

Feeling the way the river flows, 
the way the wind blows - 
It goes right through me… 
Am I here, in someone else's dream? 
Do I exist at all, here without you? 
 
It came to me like a thunder cloud in blue 
to be told we are through - 
It crashed right into me. 
But still I hope for you; 
I'll always feel for you; 
I'll long for you, over and over… 
Here without you. 
 
Why do I hunger and need you so? 
Because I'm me, 
Because of you (of you!) 
Why do I hunger and need you so? 
Because I've always loved you… 
I love you. 
Why do I hunger here all alone? 
Because I've always loved you… 
I love you. 
Words and Music by Robert Walker