Ten summoner's tales

You could say I lost my faith in science and progress

You could say I lost my belief in the holy Church

You could say I lost my sense of direction

You could say all of this and worse, but

If I ever lose my faith in you

There'd be nothing left for me to do



Some would say I was a lost man in a lost world

You could say I lost my faith in the people on TV

You could say I'd lost my belief in our politicians

Yhey all seemed like game show hosts to me

If I ever lose my faith in you

There'd be nothing left for me to do

I could be lost inside their lies without a trace

But every time I close my eyes I see your face



I never saw no miracle of science

That didn't go from a blessing to a curse

I never saw no military solution

That didn't always end up as something worse, but

Let me say this first

If I ever lose my faith in you

There'd be nothing left for me to do

This is a story of seven brothers

We had a the same father but different mothers

We keep together like a family should

Roaming the country for the common good

It came to pass one fateful day

We found ourselves down Mexico way

The town, the mayor, the PTA

Pleading on their knees with us all to stay

We'd only stopped for a few burritos

But they told us of the trouble with los banditos

A poor little town in need of aid

My brothers and me had never been afraid

The age of chivalry is not dead

Lonesome nights in a cowboy bed

There'd be a bride for every man

Who chased away the evil gang



Love is stronger than justice

Love is thicker than blood

Love is is stronger than justice

Love is a big fat river in flood



The outcome was predictable

Our banditos were despicable

Of blood we lost a dozen litres

A small price to pay for las senoritas

The town mayor was happy but his face was glum

The maidens numbered only one

But there weren't seven brides for seven brothers

I knew I had to get rid of the others



Love is stronger than justice

Love is thicker than blood

Love is stronger than justice

Love is the big fat river in flood



Mother told me I was the clever one

The seventh son of a seventh son

It all ended so happily

I settled down with the family

I look forward to a better day

But ethical stuff never got in my way

And though there used to be brothers seven

The other six are singing in heaven



Love is stronger than justice

Love is thicker than blood

Love is stronger than justice

Love is a big fat river in flood

You'll remember me when the west wind moves

Upon the fields of barley

You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky

As we walk in fields of gold



So she took her love

For to gaze awhile

Upon the fields of barley

In his arms she fell as her hair came down

Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love

Among the fields of barley

We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky

As we lie in fields of gold



See the west wind move like a lover so

Upon the fields of barley

Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth

Among the fields of gold



I never made promises lightly

And there have been some that I've broken

But I swear in the days still left

We'll walk in fields of gold

We'll walk in fields of gold



Many years have passed since those summer days

Among the fields of barley

See the children run as the sun goes down

Among the fields of gold

You'll remember me when the west wind moves

Upon the fields of barley

You can tell the sun in his jealous sky

When we walked in fields of gold

When we walked in fields of gold

When we walked in fields of gold

Turned on the weather man just after the news

I needed sweet rain to wash away my blues

He looked at the chart but he looked in vain

Heavy cloud but no rain



Back in the time with Louis XVI

At the court of the people he was number one

He'd be the bluest blood they'd ever seen

When the king said hi to the guillotine

The royal astrologer was run out of breath

He thought that maybe the rain would postpone his death

He look in the sky but he look in vain

Heavy cloud but no rain



Well the land was cracking and the river was dry

All the crops were dying when they ought to be high

So to save his farm from the banker's draft

The farmer took out a book on some old witchcraft

He made a spell and a potion on a midsummer's night

He killed a brindled calf in the pale moonlight

He prayed to the sky but he prayed in vain

Heavy cloud but no rain

Heavy cloud but no rain



The sun won't shine till the clouds are gone

The clouds won't go till their work is done

And every morning you'll hear me pray

If only it would rain today



I asked my baby if there'd be some way

She said she'd save her love for a rainy day

I look in the sky but I look in vain

Heavy cloud but no rain

She don't like to hear me sing

She don't want no diamond ring

She don't want to drive my car

She won't let me go that far

She don't like the way I look

She don't like the things I cook

She don't like the way I play

She don't like the things I say

But oh, the games we play

She's too good for me

She's too good for me



She don't like the jokes I make

She don't like the drugs I take

She don't like the friends I got

She don't like my friends a lot

She don't like the clothes I wear

She don't like the way I stare

She don't like the tales I tell

She don't like the way I smell

But oh, the games we play

She's too good for me

She's too good for me



Would she prefer it if I washed myself more often than I do

Would she prefer it if I took her to an opera or two

I could distort myself to be the perfect man

She might prefer me as I am



She don't want to meet my folks

She don't want to hear my jokes

She don't want to fix my tie

She don't even want to try

She don't like the books I read

She don't like the way I feed

She don't want to save my life

She don't want to be my wife

But oh, the games we play

She's too good for me

She's too good for me

"Seven days" was all she wrote

A kind of ultimatum note

She gave to me, she gave to me

When I thought the field had cleared

It seems another suit appeared

To challenge me, woe is me

Though I hate to make a choice

My options are decreasing mostly rapidly

Well we'll see

I don't think she'd bluff this time

I really have to make her mine

It's plain to see

It's him or me



Monday, I could wait till Tuesday

If I make up my mind

Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind

Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait

But Sunday'd be too late



The fact he's over six feet ten

Might instill fear in other men

But not in me, The Mighty Flea (flee?)

Ask if I am mouse or man

The mirror squeaked, away I ran

He'll murder me in time for his tea

Does it bother me at all

My rival is Neanderthal it makes me think

Perhaps I need a drink

IQ is no problem here

We won't be playing scrabble for her hand I fear

I need that beer



Monday, I could wait till Tuesday

If I make up my mind

Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind

Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait

But Sunday'd be too late



Seven days will quickly go

The fact remains, I love her so

Seven days, so many ways

But I can't run away



Monday, I could wait till Tuesday

If I make up my mind

Wednesday would be fine, Thursday's on my mind

Friday'd give me time, Saturday could wait

But Sunday'd be too late



Do I have to tell a story

Of a thousand rainy days since we first met

It's a big enough umbrella

But it's always me that ends up getting wet

If somebody up there likes me somebody up there cares

Deliver me from evil save me from these wicked snares

Not into temptation, not to cliffs of fall

On to revelation, and lesson for us all

She walked into the room on the arm of my best friend

I knew whatever happened our friendship would end

Chemical reaction, desire at first sight

Mystical attraction, turned out all my lights



The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye

The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die



I don't know if it's pain or pleasure that I seek

My flesh was all too willing, my spirit guide was weak

I was deadly certain his thoughts for me weren't kind

A switchblade in his pocket, murder on his mind

Blessed St. Theresa the whore of Babylon

Madonna and my mother all rolled into one

You've got to understand me, I'm not a piece of wood

Francis of Assisi could never be this good



The less I need the more I get

Make me chaste but not just yet

It's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die



The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye

The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die

The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye

The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die



Relax, have a cigar, make yourself at home. Hell is full of high court

judges, failed saints. We've got Cardinals, Archbishops, barristers,

certified accountants, music critics, they're all here. You're not alone,

you're never alone. Not here you're not. Okay, break's over.



The less I need the more I get

Make me chaste but not just yet

It's a promise or a lie I'll repent before I die



The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye

The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die

The minute I saw her face, the second I caught her eye

The minute I touched the flame I knew it would never die

If the night turned cold and the stars looked down

And you hug yourself on the cold cold ground

You wake the morning in a stranger's coat

No one would you see

You ask yourself, who'd watch for me

My only friend, who could it be

It's hard to say it

I hate to say it, but it's probably me



When you belly's empty and the hunger's so real

And you're too proud to beg and too dumb to steal

You search the city for your only friend

No one would you see

You ask yourself, who could it be

A solitary voice to speak out and set you free

I gate to say it

I gate to say it, but it's probably me



You're not the easiest person I ever got to know

And it's hard for us both to let our feelings show

Some would say I should let you go your way

You'll only make me cry

If there's one guy, just one guy

Who'd lay down his life for you and die

It's hard to say it

It's hard to say it, but it's probably me



When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense

There's only one voice that comes to your defence

The jury's out and your eyes search the room

And one friendly face is all you need to see

If there's one guy, just one guy

Who'd lay down his life for you and die

It's hard to say it

I hate to say it, but it's probably me

I hate to say it

I hate to say it, but it's probably me

Everybody laughed when I told them

I wanted you I wanted you

Everybody grinned they humored me

They thought that someone had spiked my tea

Everybody screamed they told me you

Would cost the moon we'll be there soon

Everbody laughed till they were blue

They didn't believe my words were true

Everybody laughed but you

It's easy to lose touch with all the friends

You like so much or liked so much

Everybody laughed they couldn't take me seriously

Abandoned me

Sometimes I would read of things they'd done in magazines

They made the scene

Everybody left with such important things to do

But I'm not blue

Everybody left but you

Everybody left but you

Many years have passed

And some have fallen by the way I heard them say

Everybody dreamed but those who fell

Are sleeping now, they're sleeping now

Everybody climbed like ivy to the top most branch

It was their chance

Everybody grasped till they were through

It's all they thought that they could do

Cause everybody fell

Everybody fell

Everybody fell but you

He deals the cards as a meditation

And those he plays never suspect

He doesn't play for the money he wins

He doesn't play for respect

He deals the crads to find the answer

The sacred geometry of chance

The hidden loaw of a probable outcome

The numbers lead a dance



I know that the spades are swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But that's not the shape of my heart



He may play the jack of diamonds

He may lay the queen of spades

He may conceal a king in his hand

While the memory of it fades



I know that the spades are swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But that's not the shape of my heart



And if I told you that I loved you

You'd maybe think there's something wrong

I'm not a man of too many faces

The mask I wear is one

Those who speak know nothing

And find out to their cost

Like those who curse their luck in too many places

And those who fear are lost



I know that the spades are swords of a soldier

I know that the clubs are weapons of war

I know that diamonds mean money for this art

But that's not the shape of my heart

When we set out on this journey

There were no doubts in our minds

We set our eyes to the distance

We would find what we would find

We took courage from our numbers

What we sought we did not fear

Sometimes we'd glimpse a shadow falling

The shadow would disappear

But our thoughts kept returning

To something the boy said

As we turned to go

He said you'll never see our faces again

You'll be food for a carrion crow



Every step we took today

Our thoughts would always stray

From the wind on the moor so wild

To the words of the captain's child

Something the boy said



In the circles we made with our fires

We talked of the pale afternoon

The clouds were like dark riders

Flying on the face of the moon

We spoke our fears to the captain

And asked what his son could know

For we would never have marched so far

To be food for a crow



Every step we took today

Our thoughts would always stray

From the wind on the moor so wild

To the words of the captain's child

Something the boy said



When I awoke this morning

The sun's eye was red as blood

The stench of burning corpses

Faces in the mud

Am I dead or am I living?

I'm too afraid to care, I'm too afraid to know

I'm too afraid to look behind me

At the feast of the crow

We spoke our fears to the captain

And asked what his son could know

For we would never have marched so far

To be food for a crow

Lay my head on the surgeon's table

Take my fingerprints if you are able

Pick my brains, pick my pockets

Steal my eyeballs and come back for the sockets

Run every kind of test from A to Z

And you'll still know nothing 'bout me



Run my name though your computer

Mention me in passing to your college tutor

Check my records, check my facts

Check if I paid my income tax

Pore over everything in my C.V.

But you'll still know nothing 'bout me

You'll still know nothing 'bout me



You don't need to read no books on my history

I'm a simple man, it's no big mystery

In the cold weather, a hand needs a glove

At times like this, a lonely man like me needs love



Search my house with a fine tooth comb

Turn over everything 'cause I won't be at home

Set up your microscope and tell me what you see

You'll still know nothing 'bout me