new year's eve

countdown by Alistair Chong

waiting for the countdown
in this silent quiet room
no one to share
this empty chair
and to see the number zero
ending the year
what a year

why am i

seriously by Alistair Chong

i forget what we do
that makes sense at all
i don't understand why
i'm here any more
an aimless cause
for nothing more

western bored

back where i came from by Alistair Chong

take me with you
when you go back
there's nothing here to do
flying over
over where the sun rises
just let me go

mum

mothers by Alistair Chong

mothers,
can't be grateful enough for one
thankful for being a son
to a mother
mothers,
giving ever selflessly
such a mystery
is a mother
mother,
thanks for your love
endless love.
happy birthday

not much at all

another one by Alistair Chong

just a day
where the sun came up
followed the line
til the west arrived

boxing day

sale by Alistair Chong

the rush of feet beneath
into the lights and signs
of the street
the sound of the money on a table
of savings and credit being lost in hands
between one and another
it's only boxing day

christmas

baby Jesus by Alistair Chong

the birth of a child
rocks the world
turns it upside down
those who don't believe
still changed unknowingly
on such a night

christmas eve

only night by Alistair Chong

waiting, waiting
in a farmhouse barn in the night
the birth of one
one to change the life
of the world
belief or not
we live in a world
changed and drawn
by this one's hand
oh the night

coastal

house by the sea

house by the sea
watches me go free
in the empty breeze
the taste of salt
and the smell of freedom
washes me through

treetops

the horizon by Alistair Chong

on top of the world
i'm on top of the world
without you here
these wings failing on me
i can see the horizon
but not the dawn
just beyond
because you're not here
like the sun
rising soon but not soon enough

rolling road

road trip by Alistair Chong

we're taking on the road
won't be back
so pack my load
and hit the track
finding the ocean strength
hearing the roar
breaking beyond the end
coming back for more

air

gasping by Alistair Chong

at the bottom of this pool

i don't hear anything

all i see

is th sun washing in

not much at all

swim just swim by Alistair Chong

at the bottom of this pool
i don't hear anything
all i see
is th sun washing in
in a symphony of light

the city

king's park by Alistair Chong

find the place
where grass meets the sky
where the blue finds a dye
in a tainted green
tis garden is for us
i can see the lights

someone come along

what to do by Alistair Chong

sitting here
with nothing to say
nothing to think
just me and a day
waiting for something to come along
wanting for you to join this song
knowing full on
that you're not here

flying

western country by Alistair Chong

west
go fly west
through the desert
and over sky blue sea
to a place i don't know
watching out for me
alone, alone

result

what is it by Alistair Chong

here you are
the future in your hold
are you taking it
or throwing it out cold
there's more than a number
writing out your play
don't consume this lie
they feed you every day

nearly result

who said i wanted by Alistair Chong

one day
until the plane
i don't want to go
but three hours away
i don't think i can do
twenty days

the sounds

rain under by Alistair Chong

i can hear rain
and it doesn't feel like summer
but it's nice to hear it
soothing me down
i remember the train
coming down the line
taking me back home
keeping me dry this time around

where the light is

blues by Alistair Chong

bring us where the light is
i can feel the love
through the music
the notes and light
the blues i can hear

beds

home sweet by Alistair Chong

home is nice to go
but sometimes alone
let's get to the time
we're missing someone with me

you will be

i want that by Alistair Chong

tenth let's go
let's go away
but i miss where you are
with you here
but there's some time

from afar

throw it by Alistair Chong

drive the darts to the wall
the soft thud
all i can think of
is the time we spend

sleeping

morning days by Alistair Chong

staying up to the high hours
let's go to the light
the morning comes
and goes
but let's go for the rest

weeks

forget by Alistair Chong

a week
and i can't remember
what's been going on
it's buried in my head
what's happened again?

stay

crash by Alistair Chong

we don't know why
we've left the day
just staying here
and i'm stuck on a couch

end of year

finished by Alistair Chong

finally
the end of a year
what did we do with ourselves
hoping for the better
the next year comes
but now is the way

near so near

soon by Alistair Chong

one more day
one left
until we're free
and the rest beckons over
waiting for freedom
is so near

memory

choral by Alistair Chong

the voices of man
rising up to heaven
nothing could or can
give sweet enough
stained glass windows
tell a story
different every time

i want a hug

ball by Alistair Chong

so much today
packed in my bags
something good my way
don't know how to say it
but it's downhill from here
a highpoint

the results

those kind of days by Alistair Chong

it doesn't turn out how you want
but maybe it's better
to teach you something
so hard to get that letter
but what's the lesson
you tried for no reward
nothing you could find
to look toward