Credits
Phil Monsour vocals acoustic and electric guitars, harmonica
Recorded and produced by Simon Monsour and Phil Monsour

Smart Bombs 
These are smart bombs falling from the sky /Accurate and clean on your TV screen
Please oh please save us from ourselves /Please oh please make us someone else
All laid low by friendly fire /Enterprise is free but you pay to buy
Please oh please save us from ourselves /Please oh please make us someone else
Take a chance you can play the game /There are big winner you can be the same /Until you are so downsized you fall through /Cracks in the floor /So rationalized you don’t know who you are anymore
Smart Smart bombs

1000 Skies
Somewhere between your breath and your hope /Somewhere between ice and water
Everything changes and you can paint 1000 skies
Somewhere between the call and your name /Somewhere between pride and shame
Everything changes and you can paint 1000 skies /Claiming hollow victory /Claiming hollow victory
When sleep is a crashing wave /When your fear puts you on a stage
Everything changes and your can paint 1000 skies
Sometimes all you know cannot protect you only expose you lay you bare for all the world to see /Sometimes the answers are in the shadows around dark corners where there are only questions /Waiting there /Waiting there /Waiting there
Claiming hollow victory C/laiming hollow victory /Claiming hollow victory /Claiming hollow victory

The Promised Land
The shadows are lifting form over my heart /The fires are burning deep in my soul /Now the hiding is over step into the sun /For tomorrow a change it will come
I have no concern for what will happen to me /But like anyone I would like to live long and free I am lucky /I am already free /Love has come and love has taken me
The light of the day washes over me /The new morning will come /For I have been to the top of the mountain I have seen the glory
I have no fear /Nothing will turn us around
I don’t know what will happen now /There are many many difficult days ahead /But I am lucky I am already free /Love has come and love has taken me

Land of no goodbyes
A place where everyone is home /You can leave but you never have to go /And time stands still without regrets /Where you are is always the best
Unsophisticated never complicated /Where you never have to cry /A simple story without time or money /A land of no goodbyes
A land of no goodbyes Repeat
Nothing is carried in the wind /Everything is done and it never ends /You can look into the eyes of everything that you desire
Chorus
Everything is close it is never far away /You are here tomorrow you are here today /You can touch everything you want /If you break it it is not your fault.

The empire’s new clothes
Trading shares in an endless war /Kids with guns don’t know what they are fighting for /The fools are fooled again /I think I’m losing my sense /I know what I believe this is something else
Twenty miles short of Babylon’s gates /Smoke and flames and the TV shakes /It’s happening again against the will of ordinary people who say thou shalt not kill
I can’t see the empire’s new clothes /I can’t see the empire’s new clothes
Bright coloured flags draped over body bags /Thousands more unpeople graves
I can’t see the empire’s new clothes /I can’t see the empire’s new clothes
Five long years hiding behind concrete walls /Swimming in the dictator’s swimming pools Outside the children play in a burnt out shell /Of an Abrams tank with American letters /Who does count and who is free /For the shiny black slime to lubricate a war machine /I hope they’re satisfied with the mess they’ve made
I can’t see the empire’s new clothes /I can’t see the empire’s new clothes /I can’t see the empire’s new clothes /I can’t see the empire’s new clothes /The empire’s not wearing any new clothes /The empire’s not wearing any new clothes

Lonely People
Words you find have left me /Lonely people know every one /They look into your eyed and you are most naked /They have perfect memories they remember words you threw away /In their tears is the taste of fruit gone rotten
Lost in a crowded song /Now all the melting is done /Were have all the dancers gone /Who will bury my memories?
Lonely people know the weather /They see the future in all that you spill /They predict birth and deaths /They taste the blood before the kill /Lonely people feel cold hands through warm words /They pull a sword from the heart of stone /Lonely people lock the door /When they take a stranger into their home
Lonely people understand silence /They are the best measures of distance /They always know your age /And they never follow you when you have gone /Who will bury their memories /Who will bury their memories /Who will bury their memories /Who will bury their memories

Lies and silence
On this sad morning there are no words to speak /The sun itself is weeping for the broken bodies in the rubble /In the soft light of the moon the war machine it roared /Over the quiet breathing restless dreams of sleeping children
All we hear are the lies and silence /All we hear are the lies and indifference
The war machine it rumbles /Over the lives of countless millions /Whose lives are just the dust /Blowing over the ruins
All we hear are the lies and silence /All we hear are the lies and indifference
The serpent tongues are speaking /Words that have no meaning /Except to bounce back off the cameras /In front of which they’re standing
On this sad morning there is no justice in the dawn /So many years of dying where does hope get born /Not over the broken and bloodied bodies of sleeping children /Or the fork tongued lies of the criminals and their defenders
All we hear are the lies and silence /All we hear are the lies and silence /All we hear are the lies and silence /All we hear are lies and silence /Lies and silence /Lies and silence

What you look for is the hardest thing to see
I left I walked out the door I didn’t look back I ain’t going to turn to salt no more /I tell you this between you and me /What you look for is the hardest thing to see.
I cleaned the table for the makers of the law /I picked their rubbish right up off the floor /I smiled back when they said to me /What you look for is the hardest thing to see
When it was time to rally around the flag /I stole the flowers from the Unknown Soldiers grave I asked the question screaming to be heard but I left before the answer was said /If there is mercy in the shadows of regret /I bite the apples in the bucket of contempt /I ride the roller coaster crashing back to earth /I tell a little white lie I was not the first.
What you look for is the hardest thing to see /What you look for is the hardest thing to see
So hard it’s so hard to see

A long way
Over the ruins the setting sun /Through the holes in the wall the beams of light /Silhouetted in the sky silent weapons stand A/s the day turns to night
And it’s a long way on the face of it /For peace to come
The water flows from a broken pipe /In the silence sets the dust /A small child crouches on the road /Doing what we all must
And it’s a long way on the face of it /For peace to come
This city is almost ancient /Look at its heart see the scars and the blood /If you sit and you listen /You can hear some people praying
It’s a long way on the face of it /It’s a long way on the face of it /It’s a long way on the face of it /For peace to come /It’s such a long way for peace to come /It’s such a long way for peace to come /It’s such a long way /For peace to come

Hard Days
These are hard days /And the long hot summer goes on forever /Always never say always /In these days when there is nothing to hold onto
Only me /only you /Through all these claims of permanence /And justifiable innocence /Just to hold onto /All that they left for you
People come /people go /Nothing is constant the river flows /Sadness there is sadness in time /And glory is so unbecoming
Only me /only you /Through all these claims of permanence /And justifiable innocence /Just to hold onto /All that they left for you
On the edge overtime /Looking out watching the passing years /Sadness there is sadness in time But where is the peace in our time
Only me only you /Through all these claims of permanence /And justifiable innocence /Just to hold onto /All that they left for you

Touch
Surely there are things you wouldn’t do the same /There must be words you would never say again /Many papers you would burn /Disguises you would never wear again
When the writing is on the wall /The water drop so full it must fall /Hit the ground explode apart /Rise to meet the sun become rain in the dark
I must see eyes to talk /Touch the ground to walk /Skin to touch to love /Hands to hold to give
There are birds that fly away and never return /Wood once burnt cannot be burned /Black and soft it falls apart /Rising as smoke or left as ash in the dirt
I must see eyes to talk /Touch the ground to walk /Skin to touch to love /Hands to hold to give
The people you meet you may never meet again /An enemy you make might become your friend Or just another face in a crowded street /Someone you don’t think of until you meet
I must see eyes to talk /Touch the ground to walk /Skin to touch to love /Hands to hold to give
I must see eyes to talk /Touch the ground to walk /Skin to touch to love /Hands to hold to give

Floating above the world
If you think you are crazy /If you think you are right /If you think you can face it /Floating above the world
If you come from nowhere /Call no place home /If you left your heart in a moon shadow /Floating above the world.
The trees they dance the wind it sang /The sun came up and went down again /Floating above the world
Cars moved like shadows /People’s faces were a blur /You can’t reach anything to touch /Floating above the world
Talk without speaking /Listening in the shadows /Watching from the wings /Floating above the world
On those nights I touch no one /No one touches me /What I feel is a mystery /Floating above the world