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The Gunman and Other Stories, 2001

I saw you from the tractor
The harvest had begun
You were the love child of two gods
I was the farmer's awkward son
You left Mount Olympus
To find your soul mate

When the Emperor lost his bride
At first he lay in bed and cried
Till she came to him in a dream
With words of consolation?

‘Death is untrue, I’m merely sleeping
I’m waiting for you, in a world way beyond weeping
Join me there soon, until you’re mine

If you're looking for Atlantis
You should cast your eye on me
Put your two and two together
Don't you know who built Atlantis
Then returned to the sea
Don't you know who owns the weather ?
Rain or shine
Sure is good to seek a challenge

You surely are a truly gifted kid
But you're only good as
The last great thing you did
And where've you been since then
Did the schedule get you down
I hear you've got a new girlfriend
How's the wife taking it ?

You roar right out of Nowheresville
To find the beating heart
Cryptic, ellusive, smart
Mysterious from the start

The gift of anonymity
Inventing your own past
Hobo jive on overdrive

Masked and dressed in black
You scramble over rooftops
Carrying a bag – bag marked swag
You’re the best jewel thief in the world

Vigilance is lax
Security complacent
Adjacent to the gem, a diadem of pearl

All my lazy teenage boasts are now high precision ghosts
And they’re coming round the track to haunt me.
When she looks at me and laughs I remind her of the facts
I’m the king of rock ‘n’ roll completely
Up from suede shoes to my baby blues
Hot dog, jumping frog, Albuquerque
Hot dog, jumping frog, Albuquerque
The dream helps you forget you ain’t never danced a step

Take your cracked violin, let the music begin
And sing like you're Francis Hoboken
If your voice is all shot, still the best that you've got
You're a work of art that's broken

See what the blind man paints
Abstract expressionist saints
We ride with stateless kings