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poacher's night

by Tim O'Connor

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1.
run little rabbit and you won't see me standing in the shadow of the big oak tree hide little fellow or you will be caught in the meadow: cooked for my tea when the full moon's bright it's a poacher's night hop little bunny to the dappled shade don't you worry and you'll soon be safe down in the burrow all warm and snug out of the cold: fattening up when the full moon's bright it's a poacher's night i'm a cheeky little chap you don't often meet a tricky little thief with a vicious streak a two-faced liar and a ladies man a sneaky little plucker of the birds i am when the full moon's bright it's a poacher's night a brace of conies on the grass showed me where to trace their path and leave prepared for when they pass wicked little snares to break their backs when the full moon's bright it's a poacher's night and i'll come back with the morning dew to fill my sack with one or two skin and salt and roast them through boil little bones to make my soup when the full moon's bright it's a poacher's night so run little rabbit and you won't see me standing in the shadow of the big oak tree hide little fellow or you will be caught in the meadow: cooked for my tea when the full moon's bright it's a poacher's night when the full moon's bright it's a poacher's night
2.
comfy bed 02:52
all those pictures in our heads can come together and make sense a collage of pink collisions each one a blossoming raw vision when the understanding reached is taken mutually as read everybody needs a comfy bed when reason is debated has been ratified as stated and agreements nudge our borders toward the profit of new order then remind the slippery diplomats of the caveats that said everybody needs a comfy bed whether selling in the boardroom or begging on the street everyone is equal in their horizontal needs if they be kings or queens or emperors or pumping in a tent everybody needs a comfy bed instead of weapons manufacturers invest in chiropractors lest insomniacs turn vampiric nocturnal living brings with it a question of the climate with the needle showing red everybody needs a comfy bed everybody needs no matter what your head believes so when you're feeling sleepy if you're gorgeous or a little creepy it's a fundamental need soporific slumber doth proceed both somnific heavy heads and those eager newlyweds agree that everybody needs a comfy bed everybody needs a comfy bed
3.
another perfect day the gentlemen of england are gathered on the green while the willow and stitched leather battle in-between bails and sticky wicket to keep the modern world at bay and to treasure their tradition for another perfect day another perfect game and at the end of an over applause accompanies the sound of a meadow lark that hovers as shadows cast grow long through an endless summer evening of a thousand different shades to keep the memory of england's dreaming for another perfect day another perfect game but now as twilight falls around and the crisp whites have all turned to grey the score and two strides have become mere real-estate valued as the runs are made per hour to hurry the play and to sell us another perfect game it seems safe to say it's just not cricket these days yes it seems safe to say it's just not cricket all the same and though the echoes may be fading with the shadows on the green of the bruised willow and leather it's clear their passing means that young men seeking careers compete for mercenary pay where their fathers traded laughter for another perfect day another perfect game on another perfect day
4.
why do shy girls in skirts ride bicycles with one hand holding tight onto their hem is it feminine reactionary multi-tasking modesty or a nascent flirt who's courage failed again take your clothes off and look and you will see you are the greatest beauty there can be take all your clothes off and you can truly be a chilly kind of thrilly kind of free why do quiet girls in one piece bathing suits wrap beach towels round about their waists is it some venal need to be a temporary tease a suffragette who's choosing to abstain take your clothes off …etc it's a chilly kind of freedom fulfilling that thrilling inner need to take your clothes off and be beautifully revealed to a chilly kind of thrilly kind of free why do stern faced girls in flat shoes and uniforms assume a sumo wrestlers dignity is it a liberated dream to be a sexless equal team with a secret stiletto fantasy take your clothes off and look and you will see you are the greatest beauty there can be take all your clothes off and you can truly be a chilly kind of thrilly kind of giddy kind of feel you're living shivering all a quiver kind of free
5.
when you needed an angel she seemed to appear out of nowhere and everything seemed suddenly clear she sat at the table and turned 'round to you as though she'd always been there as though she always knew you'd been lost and afraid she spoke in a language of moonlight and wind of a time and a place where our wishes begin she smelled of sweet orange and of earthy spikenard a fragrance of promise to lighten the heart that's been lost and afraid and so a bargain was made then she fell through a hole in the floor she was wearing the kind of smile that draws your eye and makes you wonder what everything’s for as she fell through a hole in the floor she said you've got nothing to lose your soul is no good to you when you’re broken and lonely with nothing to prove you're an empty shell cast up past the high water line i can take you and make feel like a king through the night and forget you're lost and afraid and so a bargain was made then she fell through a hole in the floor …etc give me your pain and i'll rewrite the past i'll enthrone you in glory and i'll be all you ask and so you foolishly slept in her wicked embrace and dreamed all those dreams you'd forgotten you'd made being lost and afraid and so a bargain was made then you fell through a hole in the floor …etc then she fell through a hole in the floor …etc
6.
well i've got no money to give you and you've heard all my story before you'll find nobody like me i'm an original ridiculous misfit: i'm stubborn but i'm clean you'll find nobody like me it's strange being free i've got an uninsurable laughter and an incurable cynical smile you'll find nobody like me i've spent half my life invisible: a voluntary absentee you'll find nobody like me …etc i have worn some different faces and i have been around the world i've accepted many changes and made too few when i returned and when i walk toward the sunset my eyes will reflect the dawn you'll find nobody like me i've a way of filling silence like the dolphin does the sea you'll find nobody like me …etc i've a singular way of giving expecting nothing in return you'll find nobody like me i am proud of my affection: sometimes mistakenly it seems you'll find nobody like me …etc i have worn some different faces …etc i've a jaundiced view of history but i respect the past you'll find nobody like me i am intolerant of churches yet i've a spiritual side you'll see you'll find nobody like me …etc i have worn some different faces …etc and i've been too clumsy to tell you of all the colours in my heart you'll find nobody like me yet all these things i'd share with you and i'd love you eloquently you'll find nobody like me …etc there's nobody like me: strange and free you'll find nobody like me
7.
whose voice is in your head when you drift toward sleep when all of your thoughts have just fled then which words do you hear talking to you telling straight what kind of a world is the place you populate with fools whispering pigs-bladder-on-a-stick-stories instead of listeng to who is talking to you telling straight if you cannot hear your conscience then you can never feel the warmth of the true friend or companion if you choose to ignore who is talking to you telling straight take a long hard look at yourself and tell me what you see has all the fear you guarded helped to imprison or set free the child inside that's talking to you telling straight do you seek some deep collision between the truth and your denials to become an armchair martyre through anothers sacrifice talking to you telling straight talking to you telling straight
8.
there are many different voices that are looking for a song to give their hearts the wings to rise up and be recognised among the journeymen and travellors who apprenticed with the winds to catch the colours in the silence waiting shyly to be filled and the currents of the oceans are just movements in the moments we spend chasing the laughter that begins yet never ends and the translation is never lost between the writing and the thoughts we share the way that lovers share themselves giving all we've got 'cause you and i are here and we're alright yes you and i are here and that feels nice 'cause we're alright we've been staring at the moon while the shadows of the day still fill our minds with teasing clouds to remind us as we play we've been sleeping with the muse whose gifts we cherish as we choose to sail the heavens on her words for eternity like fools and the currents of the oceans are just movements in the moments we spend chasing the laughter that begins yet never ends and the translation is never lost between the writing and the thoughts we share the way that lovers share themselves giving all we've got 'cause you and i are here and we're alright yes you and i are here and that feels nice 'cause we're alright
9.
making a monster planting an orchard staring at the sun won't fool anyone tripping a blind man praying there's a god and wondering who's won won't fool anyone high ideals mean nothing without strong foundation justice is just gossip without strong foundation commitment's always shocking without strong foundation and walking out because it's without strong foundation won't fool anyone intensivly farming choosing permanent scaring children carrying guns won't fool anyone dancing in strobe light booking a one way flight forgetting to question won't fool anyone high ideals mean nothing without strong foundation justice is just gossip without strong foundation commitment's always shocking without strong foundation and walking out because it's without strong foundation won't fool anyone exposing a weakness diving with one long breath denying what evolution's done won't fool any one trying to reinvent hardselling the harvest neglecting what's begun won't fool anyone high ideals mean nothing without strong foundation justice is just gossip without strong foundation commitment's always shocking without strong foundation and walking out because it's without strong foundation won't fool anyone it won't fool anyone
10.
sometimes 03:59
sometimes the days are cloudy sometimes a warm sun shines sometimes birds sing out all around me sometimes all my songs have died and sometimes when i turn around i catch myself recalling all those days when i'd been down and nearly given up then sometimes i remember being loved sometimes i am a good man sometimes i lose my way sometimes you will see me leaving sometimes i choose to stay and sometimes when i turn around i catch myself recalling all those days when i'd been down and nearly given up then sometimes i remember being loved i remember being loved sometimes i can't stop laughing sometimes i'm quiet and i am still sometimes i am lost in doubt and lonely sometimes i know everything and sometimes when i turn around i catch myself recalling all those days when i'd been down and nearly given up then sometimes i remember being loved i remember being loved i remember being loved thank you thank you i thank you
11.
the man who was given nine dancing zebras on his birthday climbs the mountain not to conquer but discover enchantments waiting there and cherish while enfolded in the rapture of the beauty the butterflys his gentle eyes beholding wonders like a child wild with innocence and wisdom come from leaf and stone the man who was given nine dancing zebras on his birthday is coming home the man who was given nine dancing zebras on his birthday is a golden thread woven though the tapestry reminders of our lives beckoning like a piper pied and fay oh if freedom were a kingdom then his jester sits atop the throne wild with innocence and wisdom come from leaf and stone the man who was given nine dancing zebras on his birthday is coming home the man who was given nine dancing zebras on his birthday has an artists heart that gives and gives and never ever stops and the colours of his paintings are not captured but free to dance and show their pretty jewels celebrating with emancipated smiles wild with innocence and wisdom come from leaf and stone the man who was given nine dancing zebras on his birthday is coming home
12.
some stories have beginings while some tales never end but this thing it had no sooner started than it was crumbling again oh this must surely be a self-fulfilling prophecy i thought this time that i would be released from the entropy of hope that keeps me hanging on a rope choking the life right out of me she ran away she ran into the dark and left me standing with a hole in my heart i wish she'd not confused me but been braver instead and left me cooling on the floor believing me dead with a hole in my head with a hole in my head it seemed such a simple question yet her words were menacing and soft wielding suspicion like a handgun cocked and ready to go off without rebuttal or denial i am condemed without a trial as a chameleon deciever with a silky little hook baited with the promises that only she could hear the injustices so brazzen they're still ringing in my ears she ran away she ran into the dark and left me standing with a hole in my heart i wish she'd not confused me but been braver instead and left me cooling on the floor believing me dead with a hole in my head with a hole in my head the moral of this story is don't bother with the book if you're expecting happy endings and an everlasting love 'cause a romantic with a true heart will perdanticly persue yet still forget the simple fact that inspite of good intensions ignoring wise advice that mentions opposits will always attract she ran away she ran into the dark and left me standing with a hole in my heart i wish she'd not confused me but been braver instead and left me cooling on the floor believing me dead with a hole in my head with a hole in my head with a hole in my head with a hole in my head
13.
chin chin 03:41
wake up you blighters you should be ringing in the change wakey wakey sleepy people you could be bringing down the hateful abstract politics you bitch about like suicidal icicles weakened by the sun if you shine bright and hot you beggers instead of playing dumb so chin chin here's to us there's clearly too damn few to fracture the reality of this bread and circus fugue chin chin here's to us though clearly too damn few bottoms up and down girls let's make tomorrows news if you cannot beat them join them as a flagellant and muse throw an act together use your talent to bamboozal and confuse your contemporary syndicate with smoke and splintered mirrors to stupify the crowd breaking hallowed new ground over what's already ploughed so chin chin here's to us there's clearly too damn few to fracture the reality of this bread and circus fugue chin chin here's to us though clearly too damn few bottoms up and down girls let's make tomorrows news so lets toast the revolution that's sure to come around again when some oter bugger can be bothered to stand up and defend objecdtions to the sell off of moral high ground you developed because it has such a lovely view well if not today tomorrow when there's less for us to do so chin chin here's to us there's clearly too damn few to fracture the reality of this bread and circus fugue chin chin here's to us though clearly too damn few bottoms up and down girls let's make tomorrows news bottoms up and down girls let's make tomorrows news
14.
you've been living on the ceiling feeling far away giving up on dreaming and trying to keep awake because the colours have been changing fading into grey and all the coffee you've been making tastes of ashes anyway it tastes of ashes anyway but just when you think you've fallen the sunrise catches you and flies across the bitter waters to a day all bright and new and sends a gentle chorus that's familier and true as tenderness comes calling with eyes of deepest blue with eyes of deepest blue and the feeling takes a hold of you and carries you away it seems to leave you bold enough to choose all the choices you never thought you'd make like dancing in the rain as the storm breaks like loving once again after heart-ache now you're jumping through a halo the colour of the sun you can have no fear of failure 'cause you're living just for fun the congregation of the rainbow and the moon and stars above shall attend you if you call to celebrate what you've begun and now you've left the circle you have made the break and strayed away from the path that hurt you no more ceilings in the way so you can rip aside the curtains now that summers here to stay and you know it's true for certain you'll be happy every day you'll be happy every day and the feeling takes a hold of you and carries you away it seems to leave you bold enough to choose all the choices you never thought you'd make like dancing in the rain as the storm breaks like loving once again after heart-ache like dancing in the rain as the storm breaks like loving once again after heart-ache like dancing in the rain like loving once again like dancing in the rain like loving once again

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Remixed and remastered at Bywater Studio for Uilleand Music, January 2013

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released December 1, 2010

produced by toc
recorded, mixed and mastered at Plane Sound Studios April 2010

photography by Mr. Whiteley
buddamask by toc
cover design by MTD

all songs written and performed by tim o'connor,
with special guest Dicky Deegan, who plays:
uilleann pipes on 'dancing in the rain'

the guitars tim plays on this recording are:
Taylor Fall Ltd Edition Cocobola GA
Taylor 414ce-Ltd Tasmanian Blackwood
Duesenberg Starplayer TV RW signature model

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Tim O'Connor Hull, UK

Tim O'Connor is an English Folk/Rock songwriter based in Yorkshire, UK, Performing & recording since the late Seventies, Tim has released a large catalogue of albums, 39 to date, available on his record label, Uilleand Music.

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cowfisH, from 1992 onwards.

The Ant Farm Collective, from 2014-2017.

Tim O’Connor & the Poachers 2018-
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