1. The System
2. Journalist
3. I protest about love
4. Religion
5. Middleman
6. Silent Screams
7. Living in a Land
8. Beautiful
9 Justice oh Justice where have you gone?
10. Where has the Kauri Forest Gone?
11. Caroline
12. Touch Base
13 God the Weaver
1. The System
It was
like being a pavement stone, together with many others yet on my
own
For we all were in rows
Waiting, waiting,
non-communicating
Like waiting in the summer for the snow
Like
waiting in the desert for the river to flow
You know you can
beat the water with a fin,
with a hammer you can beat that
tin
With Yeshua you can beat sin
But can you beat THE
SYSTEM?
I
remember thinking – I’m starting to decay,
when would be served,
and on our way?
Or would we stand all day? Waiting, waiting,
anticipating
Like wanting a coat from a possum
Like wanting
an apple from a lovely blossom
Yes we can replace the bulb that
is broken, replace quiet by being outspoken
Replace money with
that special token
But can you replace THE SYSTEM?
I
felt just like a still standing tree, because I was there from before
seven,
To all the way past eleven
Waiting, waiting,
contemplating
Like waiting for the time to be killed
Like
waiting for the desire to be completely -fulfilled
You know you
can change the many for the few,
You can change that old lie for
what’s true
Change that red for the colour blue, but can you
change THE SYSTEM?
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
2 Journalist
Journalist
goes out into the field to see what news the crop will yield
today
Pad in hand he holds his pencil tight but will he write
unto the left or to the right? To the right
Will he deceive us
today?
Or will he just please us today? Today
Paparazzi
goes into the park taking pictures he’ll hatch in the dark far
away
Lens attached he has his focus clear but is he zooming in
on you or just your tear? Your tear
Will he bereave us today?
Or will he just please us today? Today
Sells
like umbrellas in the rain
Not a detail missing of the pain Hey
hey!
Are there avenues to re-explore? Is the public crying out
for more? Yes more
Will
they deceive us today?
Or will they just please us today?
Will
we believe them today?
Oh will we receive them today?
Hey
hey
Lyrics by Shoshanah Homan
3 I Protest About Love
Under
the balcony I sang her my song
Next to the moonlit stream I
strummed as she strolled along
Yes, thought trickled through my
head, like water down a stream of how love evaded me, evaded me
Where
the willows weep I weep, and like a sheep my heart bleats for
love,
love, love, love
Beautiful
lovely roses now withered in my hand
Towards love I’m drawn by
hope yet now its just a single strand
Yes love she has surely
gone she’s left like a leaf floating down this quiet stream, down
this quiet stream
Where the willows weep I weep and like a sheep
my heart bleats for love,
love, love, love
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
4 Religion
I
saw religion had tied freedom from his shaven head to his toes
Then
I heard freedom and he spoke saying his life was about to go
Then
I heard someone shout “JOY be upon you” but I think it
slipped off
In that place I heard no laughter only a cough
Why
the bells, the smells and and what’s that thing?
No drums
sounded out people seemed to be – mourning
I
think religion’s like paper work that doesn’t have to be done
Who
puts a bandage on a bandage when there’s no cut on the thumb
Why
give glory to the poor man wearing something like a dress?
You
know the one that thinks he has power to bless
Whys he carrying
that great big shepherd’s crook?
I wish from his sheep he would
unhook
I
think Pentecostals broke out with God by breaking free from their
chains
In flowed the spirit but so sadly out leaked fluid mixed
with their brains
Yet they’re surely riding on the crest of
God’s giant moving wave
Believing that he wants to speak wants
to heal, to save
People let’s throw away religion that’s like a
yolk
Strapped around our neck and then be FREE
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
5 Middleman
Middleman,
I am standing in the light of the dawn that you do believe that
you’re the player,
I am the pawn Yet down those snake like phone
lines you receive the hard facts as norm,
cold hard facts as
norm, but passed them on after you had distorted, distorted their
form
Middleman,
why have you lied and lead me on a pretence?
Yes between you and
your conscience I now see a fence
Don’t judge me by your plumb
line because its blowing in the wind, blowing in the wind
Yes,
in the old days what you did would have been called sin
Middleman,
give me that stamped paper made of wood
We did agree on the
price and you know you should
Listen to me and hear my words
around you there is no halo, Yes there is no halo
Oh now’s the
time, time, time for me to go
Lyrics Davyd Homan
6 Silent Screams
I hear silent screams throughout the land
Screams echoing through corridors of shame,
ripped out of their fleshly home in a vision of pain
Love child never to be loved
Whirlwind sucked up and killed the dove
Red blood dripping on a white sheet
Quenching another innocent heartbeat
I
hear silent screams throughout the land
Across sterilized floor
agony does float
Men performing infant death wearing pure white
coats
Two lovers touching one is above
Under banners of
lust or was it love?
Love tale that never will unfold
I
ask “Who loves the little soul?”
I ask “Who loves
the little soul?”
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
7 Living In a Land
We’re
living in a land where dreamers are piled up on the sides of the
road
We’re living in a land where blind men walk they walk
around and do see
You better beware what you reap is what you
sow
We’re
living in a land where babies are murdered before they can even be
born
We’re living in a land where people wont say us but will
say me
You better beware what you reap is what you sow
We’re
living in a land where dreamers are piled up on the sides of the
road
We’re living in a land where blind men walk they walk
around and do see
You better beware what you reap is what you
sow
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
8 Beautiful
You’re
so beautiful you’re so fine
Yet you’ve danced so close to the
line
Pouring yourself out a libation to pop, my
spirit
feels bruised and my mind it is knocked
Is the apple pie going
rotten?
Is innocence being forgotten?
You’re
so beautiful you’re so fine
Yet sugar needs to be refined
Your
integrity you are trying to keep
Making
yourself millions you do sell yourself cheap
Oh return to your
former days, Yes return to your former ways
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
9. Justice oh justice where have you gone?
The
strong arm of the law is just skin and bones
The judges can’t
fix their broken scales all on their own
Their pointed finger
curves down
Not at the law breaker but at the clown
Oh
Justice, where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
The
men that are in power do oppress the poor people – making
crooked
mixed up laws just under a straight steeple
The rich men’s
pockets overflow
Employees crust has just changed into dough
Oh
Justice – where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
The
cops just let the parcel be carried right on by
With twenty
twenty vision he turned his blind eyes
The parcel passed through
the blind light
Money passed over in the half light
Oh
Justice, where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
10. Where has the kauri forest gone?
In
this song I do lament, I lament over you
For you where once the
many but now you are the few
Your tops will never, your tops
will never scrape the blue
Your glory gone just like an old
man’s faded tattoo
Chorus
Where has the kauri forest
gone?
Oh the mighty have fallen? (repeat)
The
saw is like a sword and many are the slain
The trees were on the
ground and over them stood Cain
Over them we stood as if from
G-d we had been ordained
We took the wood and bled the amber
from the vein
Chorus
Our
crimes could be written, written on a list
For we were once the
mad, the maddest landscapist
No-one
wanted to, no-one wanted to, to resist the defilement
of such a beautiful virgin forest
Chorus
The
time cannot heal, neither can it mend
Our forest it is now so
sadly orphaned
No birds will rest, rest in their branches,
singing the morning chorus
For we did sell, yes sell their
greatness like a Judas
Chorus
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
11. Caroline
Her
river of life run dry
Why my God did she have to die?
She
was just a crystal child, our poor Caroline
A
flower bruised a life line torn
Friends and family stood around
and mourned
She
was just twenty one when the war finished cancer had won
A star
in the night sky died there before our eyes
A seed on the other
side sown
There I know she’s not alone
Dedicated to the memory of Caroline Homan (Harrison)
Died 1988
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
12. Touch Base
Pull
ya self together man, your heads in some other place
Grab it
before it rolls away and touch base
What do you want to do where
do you want to be?
A ship needs a course before setting out to
sea
Sitting
there and sipping wine repeating that sad song
You may feel so
weak yet your still head strong
Go and get that violin then you
can join that band
Time is the hour glass that slips through the
sand
You
say that your working hard you must be totally crazy
You will
work harder when pushing up the daisies
Pull ya self together
man, your heads in some other place
Grab it before it rolls away
and touch base
Why
not listen to your friends? Many words spoken as a plea
Your
mind holds the door that unlocks, the key
Lyrics by Davyd Homan
13. G-d the Weaver
She’s
beautiful in face and form, way above the norm
and in this cold
world her words tumble out warm
I don’t want to die but in her
eyes drown
I need her like make up needs the clown
Her
loveliness invades me flower attacks the bee
She’s a temple and
I am her devotee
Don’t want to be alone, want to be with her
Oh
that I was the covers of her siddur
I
feel hot and a lovely fever knowing she’s how a believer,
that
we are two strands and G-d is the weaver
Her beauty it is given,
given from above I am captivated by her love
Lyrics by Davyd Homan