So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned..........As you grow up and leave the playground Where you kissed your prince and found your frog Remember the jester that showed you tears, The script for tears....... There's a point in your life, you got to reach and when you do, you know it, and now I'm here,If I held out my heart and offered my hand would you take it, if I showed you the stars would you follow, let me show you the way to the thirteenth star.

I follow the thirteenth star.





"...there are times when Fish produces moments of such magic that you realize that only a veteran would know how to deliver such a moving experience after all these years." (Britsound)

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fredag 7. mai 2010

Fish og hans datter Tara.



"TARA"
I want to be there in the morning, I want to wake up by your side.
If I can make it back I'll be there, if I can catch the early flight.
I'll bring you dragon's teeth from silver beaches, shells from Africa.
I'll give you China dolls and silken shawls, orchids for your hair,
treasures drowned in sunken galleons, jewels from desert caves
when I get there.

We'll see each other in the morning when the sun comes up
We'll see each other in the morning when the sun comes up
in the morning

I'll guard you from the monsters on the tv, from the pirates
in the corners of your dreams. I'll keep you from the cold
and safe from trolls from the bad men while you play.
I'll hunt for crocodiles and snakes with smiles I'll keep them
far away from your innocence in all it's wonder.

We'll see each other in the morning when the sun comes up
We'll see each other in the morning when the sun comes up
in the morning, in the morning, when the sun comes up

Fish og Tara,St.Mary's Church, Haddington Skottland Aug.2006 (Convention -06)

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