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Furthermore forever and whatever you endeavour
Get slapped by the leather, helm back by the weather
Get the cheese, get the cheddar, and wherever and whenever

time to panic
We can't brave this weather
Without our captain

Get lost
Save yourself
You're better off
With anyone else
Heading the helm

Given the moment you'd strike through my good eye
But faced with your actions you cower and hide
Given the helm you ride into battle blind
Drenched

Lost Sailor
Compass card is spinning, helm is swinging to and fro
Oh, where is the dog star, oh, where's the moon.
You're a lost sailor, been away

recognize frustration
Move focus to a different avenue like monopoly maybe go on a shopping spree
Weather's lookin' up 
Tryna cop a new outfit
Gotta look

while I'm fanning the flames with spanning wings
The glory of the integral integrity derivating
I'm fairing the storms while weather's scary but every

a young adult
At the helm of his life
On course to a life of fame and fortune
No misfortune

A tough tough Man
He leads on,
No matter the weather
No matter

unknown
She's the one that never goes
Pulls you deeper into the great unknown
 
Walk this stormy weather
Come out through whatever
Floating so far
Heavy is

Flight

Peter Hammill

The Margin

1985

the ministry.
He wanted to be, he wanted to be
The man at the helm, in command of the flightpath;
He's flying a chair, quite beyond control;
He's going

the weather
Coulda been simple holding the sequel
Can't put all of my life all together
It's several motions backing them tokens never evolving
I feel like my

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Pressure on the Prince
They ain't stopped him since... he entered the realm... I live at the helm... nightmare on ELM
Upside down

restless
Like clouds blowin' by
I’m feelin’ restless
I know I’m gonna fly

Could be the weather, maybe it’s just me
Maybe our love isn’t all that love should

hands
And trust in the helm
He leads his way home
The stars as his guide

Wood creaks from age
And sails torn from weather
Worn out from the waves
His

Gimme that salt
Gimme that spray
Gimme that feeling of breaking away
Haul the anchor make fast the sheets
Steady the helm set for a reach
No masters

and out the ghetto – now the suburbs where I settle
Pitch weather – now that’s clever 
Fall back – meet the winter – 
Spring forward in summer linen
Son

Everybody say I need to get it together
All I ever needed was a change in the weather
Bed so cold been alone since December
I got depression in my

terrible weather
With storm brewing offshore
Then reroute the outboard
Revolutionary steps to handmade home recording
Bionic Pegleg
Dingy streggae
Sonic

problems you're chirping
I'm over in a different realm
Vibing over here with this insight, forged a different helm
Girl I can tell you're worried about me
I

this forever
Imma be as cold as this forever
Whoever ahead getting they head severed
Pen or the lead if I'm at the helm, it's clever
Spitting heat

Check my predecessor
He's the only intercessor
That could ever make me better
Burden light as a feather
Sweater in the cold weather
Do I fight my own

"I am the promise unfulfilled, the journey yet complete
Hold fast to the helm, through the gales and the gloom
For purgatory's but a moment, and it's

High Road

Swollen Members

Bad Dreams

2001

through new realms
The helm of an adventure as they capture it on film
A new millennium the mission is essentially
Questioning characters at the turn

Another evening in Galilee
A band of men took out on Sea
On a rickety boat just made of wood
Wind on the sail, the weather was good

Jesus sleeping

the state of affairs. It's the state of things here. Weather systems stacking up now. The Paris deal was a knitted helmet. Running round with blinded odds.