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As a child of Northern Ireland's so called 'troubles', I
wrestle with the pain of the past and what it has done 
and continues to do to people like me. I have always 
wanted to 'leave it alone' and hope that it will go away 
from my mind and that my friends and family back in the 
North and South of Ireland will contact me and tell me 
that, 'It's over's all over!' But we know that 
that day will never come in my lifetime anyway, unless 
major turns of events happen..........The reason I address 
the issue is due to personal events in my life over the
past six years while living in the United States, making 
me more aware of the American people and their lack of 
understanding on the subject and their view on Ireland 
and everything to do with the country. I would like to 
feature this subject in great detail at a later date on my
site......and would like to answer your questions on the

-Billy Tweedie
A few years back I began to write what I have been told by friends are 
lyrics for  songs...

If you can write music, email me and let me know what you can do 
with these.....

Here we meet again
each lifetime
brings back a past lover
why this time is it you?

Love at first sight is
too much to take
was it Atlantis
Paris, Rome
or Germany?

Together we lived
and you were seperated
from me

This present life
you have pulled away
and are seperated from me
here and now

Why? maybe next time around?

(c) copyright WCFT 1999

As the seasons roll on
my love for you will remain
I am tied within'
wanting you more and more

I remain
I sign a thousand letters
a thousand deaths
as the seasons roll on

I would die a million deaths
if I knew you were thinking of me
Why don't you want me now?

I've competly changed
I'm not the same
I've died inside
since the seasons rolled on

You've entered me
my soul is full of you
I am dying daily
so not to worry

I'll not be here long
as the seasons roll on
without me
without you

(c) copyright WCFT 1999

You could never understand whats really
deeply happening to me

I'm so alone
and nothing at all is real

I dream about you
and wake up
thinking about you
you are my fantasy

I forever wonder why you
had to break free

Now you're not my lover
and not even my friend
don't you know I would give my all
to have you here
just to hold you
once again

You are out of reach
my heart has stopped feeling
it's very cold inside

I'm a shadow
of someone I used to be
You where the only one I
allowed inside my heart

Now I'm holding on
to something so far gone

(c) copyright WCFT
Did I ever know that I'd see the day?
The day when you and I,
We'd be so far apart?
You see, I'm sorry for pushing too far
But am I sorry now?

I want to change what's past
(and I also want you to change)
But I know there's no way back
to yesterday
Do you ever think how much I want -
of you?
I miss you!

You see, I pushed too far,
I pushed our friendship over the edge-
and made my dreams reality
I tried to make you mine
and I'd no right to do so

I know mine are the arms
you'll never hold-
and even if by winning-
'I found you''
'I'd still loose'
I might not like you-
after all-
what do I want?
Is it really you?

(c) copyright WCFT1999                   

-Billy Tweedie

                                       GHOST BIRDS

                                They came from far away
                                   to build a new place,
                                  they tell you the story
                                     of their death.

                                    Beyond our land
                                  they strangely speak
                                      but we can't

                                      and seas....

                                    The Ghostly birds
                                     new horizons

                                     A NIGHTMARE

                                   The night was dark,
                                the body numb- deaden...
                                 It lacked every function
                                     except thought

                                   It was a nightmare,
                                  a terrifying experience
                                  never before imaged
                            although it only existed in evil fantasy

                                Trying to move was hard
                                 the mind telling the body
                                the body trying to respond
                         but it ended when you woke in a cold sweat

                                     WOULD YOU CHALLENGE TODAY?

                                 If tomorrow was today
                                   what would you do?
                             Would you do the things planned?
                              Or something totally different?

                                 If yesterday was today
                               would you change yesterday?
                                the things that went wrong
                                would you challenge today?
                                    or leave it as it is?

                                    As today is now
                              what would you want tomrrow?
                            or would you want yesterday again?
                                 why can't yoube content
                                 with one day a new one?

                                  TIME PAST TIME NOW

                                  Years pass - time past
                               lonely people - noone cared
                                 noone wanted - to care

                                  years pass - time now
                                   both die - both gone
                                    then it's - too late
                                        to care

                                          THE FACE

                               The face holds many secrets
                                 smile when it suits you
                                  or when it suits others
                                  grin at remarks made
                                  sulk when you need to

                              Whenever that person appears
                                 are you to smile or grin?
                               or try your best to be likeable
                             mainly because you mustn't give in
                                       if you do
                               you'll be the talk of the town

                                 THE LOSER HAS TO FALL

                               We're in an emotional tangle
                                 just like the rose thorns
                                    choking the heart
                             or the bread knife slicing the loaf,
                               until you're left with one half
                             or maybe even our goat's horns
                                     are in a tangle?

                               Whilst losing someone close
                                      I have to fall
                                 It seems that the game
                                     goes on and on

                                   will it feel the same
                                when there will be no more
                                     games to play?

                           I thought I'd be strong enough to cope
                                   with you in my arms
                                     still, deep inside
                                you must know I miss you?

                           There's nothing more for me to say...
                                   I'll try to understand
                           when you come to shake my hand.....

                                                             -Billy Tweedie
Original Poems of Billy Tweedie
Billy and bro Jonathan