Hi - The lyric that won out in the end for postering is 'Becoming Something Other' - there were several contenders but, in a totally uncharacteristic moment, Chris vetoed all the others. I had to type them out first thing this morning so, if yer in the mood, I pasted them in below.

Chris & I have started selecting tracks to go on a new anthology. There are about 485 songs to choose from & so far we've whittled the list down to 117 but we need to get closer to 40 - it's not going to be an easy job folks, it's a pretty impressive catalogue. We're hoping to get the anthology out in shops within 2 months or so. Chris is going to do the cover artwork.

'Becoming Something Other'  by Chris Knox (from the album Beat)

I gotta call - I got a phone call from my mother

Your dad is changing - he is becoming something other

& you may not recognise him when you come

& he may not realise it's you

There's part of him that is completely numb



He'd not been well - his eyes & legs were almost useless

He'd been depressive - he hated looking so damn foolish

& the cat-scan showed his brain was losing mass

& he didn't know each morning

Where he was or how he'd come to this impasse



He took the phone - his voice was querulous & distant

I heard an old man - & I knew it in an instant

& he told me how it was to be so blind

& he told me how it was to know

Precisely how it felt to lose his mind



I asked my dad - how much his vision was impaired

He said he sees things - but that the things he sees are things that are not there

Then he paused & quietly spoke these words that chilled ...

He said 'I have my own small thoughts about that'

& I felt the air around me grow quite still



For my dad was telling me that he was dying

He was telling me in such a gentle way

& I couldn't stop from softly crying

As he formed the mindless words that had their say