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Creosote & Tar
03:27
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creosote and tar bend my features into shapes unnatural
make distortion of my mouth intractable
wring my eyes out 'til the salt runs underground
across the warp and weft
strung out along the wire
among the rags of thought
is everything intended to unravel quite this far?
fill the pit with creosote and tar
stretch the hour until it seems like yesterday
hold me down in penance 'til I waste away
kill my vision on a whim and I'll be gone
across the warp and weft
strung out along the wire
among the rags of thought
is everything intended to unravel quite so far...
fill the pit with creosote and tar
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2. |
Dreaming of Persephone
03:38
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blister me
rub my lips with spoons
give to me and turn confusion to repose
wanted to feel my rhythm in you
brand my name and burn denial in its bed
Shield my eyes from your gamine grin
save my hand from your milky skin
spare my tongue call me guilty when it's done
hold my head
and burn my blistered heart instead
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Blued
06:29
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moon drifts on the tide and drains away
these stone-white gulls, they fade to grey
the dredger disappears down the Limehouse Reach
and I'm left here
nowhere
fog turns to rain, the wharves are lost to view
with every drop I feel the loss of you
the dredger slips away up on Gallions Point
and leaves me here
nowhere
nowhere
nowhere
nowhere I'm blued and going nowhere
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4. |
The Kiss-off
04:32
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caught my shadow in the evening sun
it seemed to be far too long
now I meditate all night 'cos thinking gets me down
drives me round in circles on the abstract side of town
and I say...
Have you come to save me?
give me solace in a thought, buried in pre-history
Have you come to spare me?
or have you come to wave me bye-bye.....
no enlightenment in loneliness
I find it helps to talk it out
invite my friends around but now they won't go home
they tell me it's too dark for them to go out on their own
and I say...
Have you come to save me?
give me solace in a thought, buried in pre-history
Have you come to spare me?
or have you come to wave me bye-bye.....
black leather bible hanging in the sky
some cut it down and feed the fire
well I don't think it's necessary asking for reprieves
when I'm stranded in an hourglass with my head between my knees
and if it's not too much to ask I'd really like to know
like what was my existence for and how much do I owe
and I say
Have you come to save me?
give me solace in a thought, buried in pre-history
Have you come to spare me?
Have you come to save me this time?
or have you come to wave me bye-bye.....
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