WE ALL FALL DOWN
All tunes composed and arranged by Ben Thomas.

Vocals and Cello: Laura Collins Trumpet, Flugel Horn and Piano Strings: Ben Thomas Piano: Tom Greenhalf Double Bass: Erika Lyons Drums: Scott Hammond Tenor and Soprano Saxophone (“Fallen Angel”): Emily Preston Voices (“Blackout” and “Freud Plays Bad Noise”): A Cast Of Thousands

Recorded and mixed by Ben Thomas. Mastered by Shawn Joseph, Optimum Mastering. Design by Ben Thomas. Released 2009
1. DAME GOTHEL

In the clearing stands a maiden with golden hair,
Looking through the pane
Caged in a fortress, song unsung
Lonely as a skylark, old and young

Gently, she unfolds her locks tumbling down
Freely, on the ground
As they shine like starlight
Burnished gold
Will he see her, as they toll

There’s a prince who’s lost in love with his Queen
How he wants her so
As he climbs the turret, his pulse begins to race
Longing to see her, on his face

Step by step, his hopes arise numbing pain
Pulling on her mane
Glad in his ascension, he springs into her arms
Bony little fingers, he’s fallen for her charms.

In the wood had burned a heart in a sordid frame, barren and alone
When she saw him climbing, she stormed along the path
Casting her enchantment, the trees recoiled her wrath

Oh she loved the child she cared with good intent
Cruelty well meant
Snipping with her scissors, the steel reflects her eyes
Scheming with vengeance, he doesn’t seem surprised…

2. FALLEN ANGEL

Who is that man in the glass
A shadow leaving the scene
Fears of what comes to pass
The wrinkles etched in between

He traces the caverns betraying his fear

So his future is passed
The crooked man became wise
He sought solace at last
The waif and stray in his eyes

He traces the caverns betraying his fear

She is the heart he craved
He is the shape she took
His body enslaved
From just a glint of a look

He feels her his lover his saviour his spy

He joins in song
Her voice is hollow in air
Past memory of wrong
Perhaps she never was there

3. PALACE OF GOLD

Palace of gold pierces the clouds
Breaking the point of air
Dancing away, glittering crowds
Chattering on the air

There is a prince, dancing alone; holding his own.
Scarlet and emerald his slippers; tapping, spinning round
He can’t betray the look on his face; the waltz that claws him round and round.

Palace of gold pierces the clouds
Breaking the point of air

My how they fly skimming the floor
Perfume that fills the air
Hollow his eye, wanting no more
Still they hold him there

They never cease, making him dance; as in a trance
But as his feet keep on dancing – swiftly to the grave
Skeletal sigh expiring a smile, and
Just a pool of sweat remains

My how they fly skimming the floor
Perfume that fills the air

They never cease, making him dance; as in a trance
But as his feet keep on dancing – swiftly to the grave
Skeletal smile expiring a smile, and
Just a pool of sweat remains

My how they fly skimming the floor
Perfume that fills the air

4. BLACKOUT

(Robert Johnson found the edge)

Beauty rubs at her nose as she softly, sweetly sleeps
Snoring, batting the fireflies and purring, whistling dreams

Acrobats, talking hats
Dragon’s wings, purple things

Falling, grasping the branch that she’ll never, ever break
Screaming, quells the desire that she’ll never, ever wake

Beauty chases the dragons that fall in soldier’s lines
High tops, mushrooms and hills that float gently way behind

Red balloons, paper moons
Angry thighs, ardent sighs

Silent, hoping and praying she’ll never, ever wake..

5. ASCENSION DEFICIT

I do go where I know
They will see fire

Come fly with me near my ride
Don't get far high

6. RED

Wind teasing at the leaves
Light through the smoke of rain
The girl wanders down the path
Green underneath her red

Too late, late to warn her now
Who can say what evil lurks in there?

Wind snatching at the leaves
Rain clouding out the light
A girl standing all alone
The breeze crying out her name

Too late, late to warn her now
Who can say what evil lurks in there?

Wind snatching at the leaves
Rain clouding out the light
A girl standing all alone
The breeze crying out her name

7. CINDERELLA

Her feet smelled like wine
The sole was an open book
Footsteps along the floor
Pitter and patter here
Can she be over there?
Pattering on the stair?

Arch moist and soft
Caressing the dewy grass
How can I bear the weight?
How could I make her stay?
Maybe she’ll never go
If I cut off her toe…

8. FREUD PLAYS BAD NOISE

9. JOURNEY'S END

This is the journey’s end
And our love we send
Though we could pretend – it might extend
This is the end

Now you may close your ears
You may wipe your tears
You can allay your fears
That this would last a couple of years

The prince has kissed
The point’s been missed
The battle’s done and won
The ship has sailed
The coffin’s nailed
Now, join in with this song...

This is the story’s end
So we make amends…
We hope we don’t offend
With rhymes that drive you round the bend

This is the long goodbye
You may breathe a sigh
And though you want to cry, do dry your eye
The end is nigh

The die is cast
The moment’s passed
The bell has surely tolled
The book’s been read
It’s time for bed
We’ve grown a little old

10. WE ALL FALL DOWN
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