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Keep on Trying



You and I can see what’s
Wrong today
But we turn our heads
And push it away

So the work is left for
Precious few
Making a difference
In what they do

Keep on trying
All you need is in your heart
So put it into plan
Keep on trying
Make this world a better place
You hold it in your hands

We have made excuses
All before
And hid from the fact
We could do no more
It comes right down to
Where you stand
When people are suffering
In need of a hand

Steven Prince - Vocals & guitar
Lyndon Kriss - Guitar
Paul Wiltshire - Keyboards
Jason Seymour - Bass
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums & percussion
Danielle Fox - Backing vocals
Rachel Schmidt - Backing vocals

Hurting Me



It’s curious to be remembering
The passing of recent years
And the storing up of sorrow
That brings me now to tears

The feelings of two people
Man and woman, though I must say
That I never thought our sex
Should get in the way

I never wanted to be your lover
You know that this is true
The only thing I wanted
Was to get to close to you

But you kept me at a distance
Behind the barrier of your smile
You couldn’t take me for the man I am
If felt I was on trial

You recoil at my honesty
And offer of friendship’s hand
Feel threatened by my sincerity
And attempts to understand
You feel just like a stranger
Though I’ve known you for many years
I open my heart you fill it with ice
A victim of your fears

You’ve been hurting me for so long
How could I let it go on
When you‘ve been hurting me for so long

At times you wanted to party
Yes they really were good times
But in the end it was just sparkle
Leaving nothing behind

I guess I knew from the beginning
I ignored the warning signs
And I hoped we would be the best of friends
For the rest of our lives

It takes two to breed these feelings
So the fault is mine and yours
To go on is to prolong defeat
We must close the doors

These words fall from my sorrow
That perhaps you’ll never read
Bu they help me to realize the truth
As my wounds begin to bleed.


Steven Prince - Vocals & guitar
Lyndon Kriss - Lead guitar
Paul Wiltshire - Keyboards
Jason Seymour - Bass
Sam See - Piano & keyboards
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums
Danielle Fox - Backing vocals
Rachel Schmidt - Backing vocals

A Friend Beside You



There are moments within your life
When strife, can be a difficult stage
And you need to seek refuge
From the pain
Pushing back those tears
And fears, in a time of crisis
All the onus on you to withstand
The strain

By you can drive your heartache back
Face this world again
You can drive your heartache back
From despair
With a friend beside you
You need a friend beside you.

People will lie to you
Untrue, when they ought to be straight
And prevent you from the things you need
To see
Their purpose to do wrong
So strong, to force deceit upon you
Who will tell you this is not the way
To be

By you can drive your heartache back
Face this world again
You can drive your heartache back
From despair
With a friend beside you
You need a friend beside you.

To pretend that a lifelong sea
Is free, of emotional tide
With a focus on possession and acclaim
Where can be placed the seed
Of need, on the soil of attainment
When you realize there is fault within
Your aim

By you can drive your heartache back
Face this world again
You can drive your heartache back
From despair
With a friend beside you
You need a friend beside you.

Danielle Fox - Lead and backing vocals
Sam See - Piano & keyboards
Lyndon Kriss - Guitar & keyboards
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums & percussion
Greg Lawson - Fretless Bass
Richard (Screech) Bedson - Saxophone
Rachel Schmidt - Backing vocals
Steven Prince - Backing vocals

Looking Out From Circles



When you’re repeating the same mistakes
And afraid to make a positive change
And you wonder how long it takes
To break away

As the sun sets so low in the sky
Another day of your life passes by
So you look up and ask yourself why
Not today?

Looking out from circles
Makes it so hard to see
Looking out from circles
When you need to be free

Must it take all your life?

Now the clouds of your weakness do rain
As you prepare for a day of your pain
Just allow them to rinse off the stain
Wash away

It will take a long time to adjust
But if you want to progress then you must
Start believing in truth and in trust
Start today

Steven Prince - Vocals & guitars
Lyndon Kriss - Guitar & solo
Jason Seymour - Bass
Paul Wiltshire - Keyboards
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums

Invader



Peace is still
And the harmonic chants
Fill the houses of worship

The day is dawned
In a glory of sunshine
And the market place is soon alive
With the gay chatter of industry

But
Unbeknown to their innocence
A darken fury would thunder
In a wave of anger
To lash them unto death

All in the name of God

Fran Magavin - Narration, Recorder and Keyboards
Lyndon Kriss - Guitars, Sequencing & keyboards
Jason Seymour - Bass

Cast of thousands
Terry cole
Dianna
Lyndon Kriss
Tubby Wadsworth
Steven Prince

Crusader



You sit atop your trusty steed
And head for foreign lands
To do the righteous holy deed
Excalibur in your hands

And on your head a helmet strong
Can cover vision true
To give your blue and hawk like eyes
A narrow slit to view

An armoured breast-plate wraps your chest
Protects your heart so far
No poison arrow nor loving thoughts
Can pierce and enter there

Crusader, gallant knight
You have the might
Crusader, gallant knight
Will you do what’s right

Ride on Crusader precious knight
Onto the heathen soil
And give them what you know is right
Your world they must not spoil

Then thrust Excalibur in their hearts
To spill their blood so red
Withdraw that blade to thrust again
Into the heathen head

The battlefield is quiet now
No enemy surrounds
And all here left think just as you
Such happiness abounds

Crusader, gallant knight
You have the might
Crusader, gallant knight
Will you do what’s right

Your war is won and might is right
You lift your chalice high
OUr bold and ever gallant knight
A tear-drop leaves your eye

Steven Prince - Vocals & guitar
Lyndon Kriss - Guitar & solo
Jason Seymour - Bass
Paul Wiltshire - Keyboards
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums

You Can Fly



Who holds control of your life?
Puts you into the role you play
Makes you their wife
Tied to your children and chores
Doing just your mother did
Don’t you want more
Dreams of a future realized
Sit in the drawer with your memories
Longing to fly
Blame all the world, blame the men
They’re the cause of your misery
Or is it just them?

You can fly if you want to fly
Don’t put your face in your hands and cry
You can fly if you want to fly
Don’t listen to them, they don’t know.

Who holds the key to your dreams?
Locks you up with your agony
Hearing your screams
Bent on your total despair’
Walks away when you’re feeling down
Never to care
Life’s getting harder each day
How in hell can you copy with it
There is no way
It seems like the end of the line
This is now the end of you
But then a voice cried

You can fly if you want to fly
Don’t put your face in your hands and cry
You can fly if you want to fly
Don’t listen to them, they don’t know.

Steven Prince - Vocals & guitar
Lyndon Kriss - Guitar
Paul Wiltshire - Keyboards & Solo
Sam See - Keyboards
Jason Seymour - Bass
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums & percussion
Danielle Fox - Backing vocals
Rachel Schmidt - Backing vocals

Wintertime



So it’s Wintertime
And the sun whispers in the sky
All the clouds on high
Seem to say to you and I
Come back to the warmth
You’ll know that its true
And your souls can be reborn
In the wind

And you can learn how to smile again
And you’ll solve all your differences
Then you’ll see what you knew was there
All the time
In Wintertime

So it’s Wintertime
A coloured brush paints the design
Of the trees benign
When the world was still divine
Give thought to your needs
And find they are few
There’s a jaded earth our home
To renew

And you can learn how to smile again
And you’ll solve all your differences
Then you’ll see what you knew was there
All the time
In Wintertime

So it’s Wintertime
A thoughtful race of people free
Neither hate nor greed
Has the soil in which to seed
The time is today
To start to begin
Four our souls can be reborn
In the wind

And you can learn how to smile again
And you’ll solve all your differences
Then you’ll see what you knew was there
All the time
In Wintertime

Rachel Schmidt - Lead and backing vocals
Steven Prince - Guitar & backing vocals
Lyndon Kriss - High string Guitar
Sam See - Piano & Keyboards
Greg Lawson - Fretless Bass
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums & percussion
Richard (Screech) Bedson - Saxophone

Forest Fear



The great tree stands
In awesome span
With the wilderness
Tall and innocent
Two hundred years
To grow so grand
It’s mighty boughs
Strong and magnificent

Moss and sapling children
Covering the ground
A quiet calls into the land

A fragile place
This forest green
A growing heart
Of nature’s mystery

The sunlight falls
Through scattered leaves
And in the wind
The forest breathes

Moss and sapling children
Covering the ground
Somewhere an axeman grinds his blade

Steven Prince - Vocals, guitar & keyboard
Lyndon Kriss - Guitar & keyboards
Jason Seymour - Bass
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums

Lifetime



We cast eyes to the distant horizon
Over waves of a giant sea
Hypnotised by a tempo of tide
Opens doorways to our being

Hand in hand with the rocks and sands
And a wide and open sky
We understand this is something grand
On the edge stand you and I

And the flow of the undertow
Drags the pebble from the beach
As the depths of emotions flow
To fall within our reach

Lifetime, we’re feeling fine
We’re closer to what burns inside
Lifetime, we’re feeling fine
I need to feel your true desire

Now the thunder of breakers crash
And a violent storm begins
Don’t be afraid as the rollers thrash
Try to let the power in

Towering cliffs of solid stone
Stand behind us as we try
To expose everything we’ve known
In the vastness standing by

And the flow of the undertow
Drags the pebble from the beach
As the depths of emotions flow
To fall within our reach

Lifetime, we’re feeling fine
We’re closer to what burns inside
Lifetime, we’re feeling fine
I need to feel your true desire


Steven Prince - Vocals & guitar
Lyndon Kriss - Lead Guitar
Greg Lawson - Fretless Bass
Jason Seymour - Bass
Sam See - Piano & keyboards
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums
Danielle Fox - Backing vocals
Rachel Schmidt - Backing vocals

Old Timer



The old man sits there quietly
Relaxing now that he is free
To take his time and settle in
His cottage by the sea

He looks back on his former years
And hurly burley life
Residing in his happy home
Beside him is his wife

Around him are his children
Who respect and call him Dad
But many he is father to
the hearts that he’s made glad

It wasn’t very long ago
He was a diamond rough
Who was prepared to have a go
To fight and to be tough

Old timer your heart is gold
And your principles you never sold
Old timer when I’m through
I hope that I have done as well as you

He speaks to all assertively
In soft persuasive tones
But still can shout determinedly
When he must pick some bones

His message is a gentle one
And if you do not hear
It’s simply you have not begun
To open up your ear

And when this man has joined the sea
And finally passed this way
He leaves behind a memory
What will people say?

His children will continue on
The world they will remind
About the loving gentle man
Who was so very kind.

Old timer your heart is gold
And your principles you never sold
Old timer when I’m through
I hope that I have done as well as you

Steven Prince - Vocal & guitar
Lyndon Kriss - High string guitar & keyboards
Sam See - Keyboards
Greg Lawson - Fretless Bass

The Next Plateau



Another sleepless night just thinking
About the world and its sorrow
No use to drown it with my drinking
When it will be there tomorrow

Sometimes it’s an uphill climb
To find some peace in my mind

I’ve got to go for that next plateau
It’s the loneliest place I can go
Go for that next plateau
There is only one place left to go

There is a challenge to my feelings
And things don’t fit like they used to
A reassessment of my reasoning
I need the strength to continue

Sometimes it’s an uphill climb
To find some peace in my mind

I’ve got to go for that next plateau
It’s the loneliest place I can go
Go for that next plateau
There is only one place left to go

There’s no security in living
And many paths are unfruitful
A sponge to soak up all your giving
Investing in the untruthful

Sometimes it’s an uphill climb
To find some peace in my mind

I’ve got to go for that next plateau
It’s the loneliest place I can go
Go for that next plateau
There is only one place left to go


Steven Prince - Vocals & guitar
Lyndon Kriss - Guitar & solo
Jason Seymour - Bass
Paul Wiltshire - Keyboards
Tubby Wadsworth - Drums



Digitally recorded at Metropolis Audio, Melbourne
between June 30th and August 14th 1989

All music and lyrics written by Steven Prince except:-
A Friend Beside You: Music by Lyndon Kriss
Invader: Music by Lyndon Kriss and Fran Magavin, words by Fran Magavin
Crusader: Music by Lyndon Kriss and Steven Prince
Forest Fear: Music by Steven Prince and Lyndon Kriss


Produced by Steven Prince and Lyndon Kriss
Engineered and production assistance by Michael Wickow
Arrangements by Lyndon Kriss
Mixed at Metropolis by Michael Wickow

Cover photograph and layout W.D.J.C Baker XXVII of Studio Melton
Back cover art by Barry Langham
Typesetting by Tony Pahl - Talon 7 Pty Ltd
Assistant Photographer - Neil Baker

Special thanks to Lyndon Kriss for his dedication to and sacrifice for this project
Russell and Trish from Midwest Music for their continued support
David and Tony for their unswerving friendship and continued support
Michael Wickow for this infinite patience and gentle manner
Sam See for his generosity and beautiful playing

Thanks also to Leanne Valance, Tom Kehoe, Margaret, Julie, Pepper, Bruce, Kate , Rodney, Robin and all the courteous helpful staff at Metropolis, who made recording this album a pleasure.
Also thank you to my family and my wife Denise without whose support “You Can Fly” would not have been possible.

© Myrniong Music 1989 & Great Southland Music 2002