A MAN NAMED PETER

I Knew a Man Named Peter I'd Known Him All My Life

I Watched Him Bend Against a Mighty Wind

And Though I Knew Him Well I Couldn't Really Tell

If He Was Happy on His Own

Some Things He Tried To Tell Me Seemed Really Quite Absurd

And I Don't Think I Realised Until He Fell To Earth

I Saw Him From a Distance I Watched Him Young and Old

Knew He Battled Demons From His Soul

And Though He Did His Best He Seemed To Never Rest

The Higher He Flew The Greater Was His Fall

And What He Tried To Tell Me Like Raindrops on a Pool

Seemed Common Sense One Moment Then Mutterings of a Fool

Chorus

Sometimes You Win And Sometimes You Lose

Sometimes You Run Around Confused Until You Do

And Sometimes It’s Black And Sometimes It’s White

Sometimes it Doesn't Matter Much Which Hue it is

He Met a Girl Last Summer and Married Her Before

He Knew The First But Not The Last of Love

And Though She Loved Him Well Time and Time He Fell

Back To The Ways of Lonely Men

At Times His Love Was Magical Enchanted By Her Still

But She Like Us Was Wondering If He Had The Will

Then One Day He Just Vanished Disappeared From View

We Looked For Him Where No-One Going To Die

And Though We Miss Him Still We Know it Was His Will

To Leave The Way He Came Into This World

The Things He Tried To Tell Me, Now Known as Truthful Words

I Hope Somehow He's Knowing That, I Finally Heard

The OLD BACKYARD

In an Old Backyard Between The House and The Fence

I Looked Up Higher Than I Ever Had

Cause Somewhere Between The Moon and The Stars

I Hid My Memories in An Empty Jar

And In The Living Room At My Grandpa's House

I Played Piano Without Knowing How

And Somewhere Between Asleep and Awake

Began The Journey I Was Meant To Take

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Yes I'm a Little Bit Older Every Day I Wake

A Little Bit Taller Every Meal I Take

A Little Bit Closer Than I've Ever Been

A Little Bit Higher Than I've Ever Seen

In An Old Vee Dub Behind The Swimming Pool

I Kissed My Girlfriend and I Brushed Her Curls

And Sometimes it Seemed Between a Boy and a Man

I'd Choose My Future With My Trembling Hands

In a Quiet Room In a Row of Beds

I Watch My Father As He's Growing Frail

And Somewhere Between Who's Young and Who's Old

I See Reflections From His Passing World

Refrain

In The Old Backyard

In The Old Backyard

In The Old Backyard

In The Old Backyard

WHIRLWIND

Tears Are Waiting Always Near

Blown Before My Whirlwind Years

Endlessly They Build and Stir

In The Faintest Breeze

Rockets Launched and Missiles Fired

There Seemed No End To Our Desire

And Happy Years Hid The Truth

Of a Wounded Heart

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So I'll Close My Eyes Now You're Asleep

I've Seen The Passion Draining From Your Eyes

And I Asked You Why But I Made You Cry

So I Won’t Ask You Again

Through Glassy Eyes I Wonder Why

I Curse The Thought of More Goodbyes

And Endlessly I Search The Past

For My Memories

And in Years To Come No Longer Young

In Quiet Times When Day is Done

We'll Rustle Leaves When We Please

From Our Whirlwind Years