Lyrics for Fallen Angels
Another Perfect Dawn
She was sitting on my doorstep a fine rain was falling down
I asked her a question she said she was new to this part of town
We turned to the west and watched the sun slowly sinking down
I made her some supper, the kitchen was warm, the cupboard nearly bare
She said she needed a bath to wash the stars out of her hair
The world at that moment wonderfully wide and infinitely fair
Love lives in everybody’s heart
It’s not love, that keeps us apart
Love’s willing, to meet you half-way
Just not today (x2)
I gave you some clothes I’d grown out of a few years back
You thanked me with stories about trains that had jumped the track
The sun fully down, the sky a deep silken black
You slept on the couch, in the softest, deepest sleep
I turned the radio down, to bed the cat and I did creep
In the morning you were gone, I’d missed another perfect dawn
Love lives in everybody’s heart
It’s not love, that keeps us apart
Love’s willing, to meet you half-way
Just not today (x2)
© ken ward 2020
Doctor Doctor
Doctor Doctor Please make me well
You’re going to heaven I’m going to hell
Doctor Doctor Please make me well
She takes my temperature, she says you’re really, really hot
She knows my history, and everything I got
I know this sickness will never go away
I’m eating a dozen apples each and every day
(chorus)
She lays her stethoscope, cold against my heart
My heart is beating, gonna tear my chest apart
My body’s itchin’, my mind has turned to mush
When I pull up my pants, she says ‘honey, what’s the rush’
(chorus)
My knees are shakin’, I’m a little short of breath
When the doctor says cough, she scares me half to death
She checks my ears, by whispering real low
Hands me a jam jar, says honey you have to go
(chorus)
She puts on rubber gloves, turns down the lights from low to dim
If I tense up, she starts to sing a gospel hymn
She’s got a cure for all my earthly ills
I just can’t afford to pay these monthly bills
(chorus)
Now if I live, I’ll need a new medical plan
I’ll need a new doctor, preferably a man
Who, when I get weak, won’t call it a disgrace
Write me a prescription and throw it in my face
© ken ward 2020
Fallen Angel
She had the eyes of a fallen angel
A body that had been through hell
A voice choked by smoke and cheap booze
Her smile was lopsided
My attention was undivided
On this woman who had paid her mortal dues
She said I married my first husband, full of love and deception
Everything began to go wrong, between the wedding and the wedding reception
The problem was the best man, the best man always wins
Thirty-four years later, I’m still paying for our sins
I knew her name was Ada
She had Frank Sinatra’s autograph
She had lost both her sisters to cancer
I had a hundred questions
She had a thousand stories
Neither of us had any answer
She said I married my second husband on a dude ranch down in Texas
He taught me how to rope and ride and some ancient Creole hexes
But the bastard was a drinker, I still hear him howlin’ at the moon
Broke his neck on a fence post, his life dust to a broom
Her eyes were glazed right over
Her tremblin’ hand clutching mine
She looked me square in the face
We shared a hundred laughs
A couple packs of cigarettes
Wondering why our lives so lacked in grace
She said I married my third husband, on a day when the stars were aligned
He took me to a fine nightclub, where we wined and we dined and we wined
He loved me for my intelligence, I loved him for his charm
Lost him in a car accident, along with my right arm
She had the eyes of an angel (rest of verse)
© ken ward 2009
Frost on the Window
The snow flies
The wind is bitter
The frost on the windows
Is patterned in lace
And the sunshine is weak
As a fallen angel
In the frost on the windows
I can see your face
And it’s beautiful
So filled with grace
And it’s beautiful
Patterned in lace
In the frost on the windows
We stand face to face
No one should ever leave
In the depths of winter
Words caught in mid-air
Frozen in place
The moon so cold
I can see her shiver
In the frost on the windows
Where I can see your face
And it’s beautiful
So blessed with grace
And it’s beautiful
Patterned in lace
In the frost on the windows
We’re frozen
Face to face
And the snow flies
And the wind is bitter
© ken ward 2013
I Tried to Make You Happy
Well I tried to make you happy but I knew it wouldn’t work
Your demons were always hungry and the coffee wouldn’t perk
I tried to find a balance between love and sacrifice
But the struggle left me weakened
I put my faith in bad advice
What makes you happy makes me sad
Everything I find good you find bad
Well I tried to make you happy, believing love could conquer all
At the front door you insisted, I leave my feelings in the hall
I tried to feed your imagination, reality kept getting in the way
All those questions that had no answers
Pilling up day by day by day
What makes you happy brings me down
You’re all city, I’m all country and town
Well I tried to make you happy, I tried to ease your sense of guilt
But the record player kept skipping, the flowers began to wilt
When the afternoons were boring, I told you every secret that I knew
You had a taste for champagne and lobster
And I was raised on irish stew
What makes you happy doesn’t satisfy my soul
You’re all chocolate éclair, I’m all jelly-roll
© ken ward 2020
In The Middle of the Night
I love you like a rainstorm
In the middle of the night
I love you like a carnival
In the middle of the night
I love you like a warm blanket
In the middle of the night
I love you like a freight train
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
My heart beats just for you
In the middle of the night
Just as the snowy owl flew
In the middle of the night
I love you like the middle of the night
I love you like a dance-band
In the middle of the night
I love you like the silence
In the middle of the night
I love you like the scent of lilac
In the middle of the night
I love you like a drive-in movie
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
We share a common soul
In the middle of the night
Shaped like a copper bowl
In the middle of the night
I love you like the middle of the night
I love you like a blessing
In the middle of the night
I love you like a falling star
In the middle of the night
I love you like a deep dream
In the middle of the night
I love you like whisper
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
I think I feel your breath
In the middle of the night
A little closer now to death
In the middle of the night
I love you like the middle of the night
I love you like the ocean waves
In the middle of the night
I love you like a fire-fly
In the middle of the night
I love you like a bowl of berries
In the middle of the night
I love you like a soft kiss
In the middle of the night
In the middle of the night
I think I hear your voice
In the middle of the night
A thousand choirs rejoice
In the middle of the night
I love you like the middle of the night
© ken ward 2005
My Heart
Don’t want the world
Singing a song
About my heart
Don’t want the world
To understand the workings
Of my heart
Don’t want the world
To see the scars
That hold together my heart
Don’t want the world
To know a thing
About my heart
Keep my feelings to yourself
Keep my words to yourself
Keep my faults to yourself
Put my life back on the shelf
Don’t want the world
Dancing to the rhythms
Of my heart
Don’t want the world
Discussing the pain
Felt by my heart
Don’t want the world
Laughing about the mistakes
Made by my heart
Don’t want the world
Eating their dinner
Thinking about my heart
Keep my wishes to yourself
Keep my fears to yourself
Keep my hopes to yourself
Put my story back on the shelf
Don’t want the world
Talking in whispers
About my heart
Don’t want the world
Knowing the truths
Hidden in my heart
Don’t want the world
Kissing in the dark
Believing in my heart
Don’t want the world
Living the lies
Told about my heart
Keep my memories to yourself
Keep my secrets to yourself
Keep my love to yourself
Put my heart back on the shelf
© ken ward 2006
Thinking Outside the Box
I’m thinking outside the box
I’ve got the strength of a mule, the cunning of a fox
Back to bacon and beans, no more bagels and lox
I’m thinking outside the box
I’m colouring outside the lines
Taking more chances, ignoring the stop signs
Cinnamon and crimsons to blow everyone’s minds
Colouring outside the lines
(chorus)
Take some risks now and then
You just might make a brand new friend
Turn your back on the things you know
It’ll help you grow
I’m taking a path that no one takes
Stepping on the gas, forget about the brakes
I got new socks and shoes for goodness sakes
Taking a path that no one takes
I’m stepping outside my comfort zone
Wearing a new hat, throwing a way my phone
Learning to play the slide trombone
Stepping outside my comfort zone
(chorus)
I’m living the life I was meant to live
A lot less take, a lot more give
Worries of the world like water through a sieve
I’m living the live I was meant to live
© ken ward 2020
Puss McQueen The Kissing Machine
Puss McQueen the Kissing Machine
She’s the hottest lover to ever come on the scene
She’s a passionate woman, she was a flirtatious girl
There’s not another like her in the whole flaming world
Puss McQueen the Kissing Machine
Puss’s lips are deliciously red
To match the plumed hat that she likes to wear to bed
She wears her sweet heart upon her silken sleeve
There’s nothing in this world she couldn’t achieve
Puss McQueen the Kissing Machine
Puss has kissed a dozen rock stars, pirates and kings
On each fleshy finger, she wears their golden rings
She blows kisses to all her children, to the moon, the setting sun
Her kisses so enchanting, they taste of wisdom and of fun
Puss McQueen the Kissing Machine
Puss’s kisses are dangerous, delirious and divine
One too many kisses and you’ll think you lost your mind
Puss’s kisses have often left me in despair
Lipstick on my collar and gold dust in my hair
Puss McQueen the Kissing Machine
Puss’s kisses are soft as a midnight summer rain
She loves French kissing, says it’s good for the brain
She’s got a kiss for every occasion, each one named
For another conquered hero, another heart inflamed
Puss McQueen the Kissing Machine
© ken ward 2020
Tower of Babel
In the Tower of Babel, where I used to live
Everybody took, no one knew how to give
Everybody spoke in a language all their own
I never understood why I felt so alone
In the Tower of Babel, the walls newspaper thin
I heard the faintest of whispers, the drop of a pin
The summers were stifling, the winters achingly dry
People checked out for good without saying goodbye
In the Tower of Babel, I slept all alone
Frightened and hungry and chilled to the bone
In the Tower of Babel, my nightmares began
I left early one morning, I ran and I ran
In the Tower of Babel, elevators broke down
A hundred flights of stairs, ten miles out of town
All the tenants were aliens from a strange, strange land
Where people lived in houses made of black ice and sand
In the Tower of Babel, the radio reception was bad
The superintendent’s wife was stark raving mad
All the windows were broken by high-flying birds
The halls reeked of superstition and Rotweiller turds
In the Tower of Babel life was hurtful and rough
I knew I had to leave, I’m not that resourceful or tough
In the Tower of Babel, life felt like a wake
I could never figure out just what was at stake
In the Tower of Babel, no play, constant work
The children were ugly, the men smiled with a smirk
Time dragged on for years, there was so little space
To find some relief from the whole human race
© ken ward 2020
Tough Luck
Tough luck Life’s got you on your knees
Tough luck You got a communicable disease
Tough luck You thought your health was fine
But your hair is falling out
And you think you’re going blind
Tough luck You didn’t get the job
Tough luck You thought that you deserved
Tough luck A friendship fell apart
You thought so well preserved
But you broke another heart
Tough luck Your bank account is getting low
Tough luck Your garden doesn’t grow
Tough luck You’re putting on some weight
Your boss has run off with your wife
Cos you’re always coming in late
Tough luck Your caddie needs a new transmission
Tough luck You’ve lost all your ambition
Tough luck The neighbours cat’s in heat
The pool boy stole your credit card
Took all his friends out for a treat
Tough luck It’s too late to late to compromise
Tough luck People see a fear that’s in your eyes
Tough luck There’s no one left to blame
You’ve burned too many bridges
All your excuses are getting lame
Tough luck Your faith is wearing thin
Tough luck You’re now drinking lemon gin
Tough luck You’re a stranger in this place
You’re on all the wanted posters
And your kids all hate your face
© ken ward 2009
Love You Like A Warm Rain
Lyrics by Kit Feral
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