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Wednesday, 10 October 2012

Untitled #23

SONG: Cobalt Blue

Desert wind in a telephone box
Dial my numbers up
Picks my locks
Picks his kind
To go and mingle in my mind

Here I am on the edge of every town
You read my fortunes up
You lead it down
Lead me to land
Let it run right through my hand

And its nothing
Nothing you could know
Let it go
Nothing really that you could know

Motel bar, the dirty sulky moon
Turn my head up
Let it all cocoon
Let it go
Nothing really we could know

And its nothing
Nothing you could know
Let it go
Nothing really that you could know

SONG: Deadman's Hand

On our way to crush the revolution
Camp by a lake in the blackened lands
Dealing out love and retribution
Dealing out the deadman's hand
We've all known the pain
And we're all gonna hurt again and again

Empire's got you by the balls
And sleep keeps awake for the tear
And it's calling you
Pulling you back here

On our way to crush a revolution
Lost in the caves of a used up place
Night comes down with all its implication
Something brushing against your face
And we've all known fear
And we're all gonna find more of it here

Empire's got you by the balls
And you wish that you never appeared
And it's pulling you
Pulling you back here

(Where are we)

(Where are you)

On the way to crush the revolution
Wilderness and its burning bush
The enemy seeks our dissolution
All he needs is a little push
And we've all known hurt
And we're all gonna find it here in this dirt

Empire's got you by the balls
And war keeps drawing near
And it's pulling you
Pulling you back here
On our way to crush the revolution
Camp by a lake in the blackened lands
Dealing out love and retribution
Dealing out the deadman's hand
We've all known the pain
And we're all gonna hurt again and again

Empire's got you by the balls
And sleep keeps awake for the tear
And it's calling you
Pulling you back here

On our way to crush a revolution
Lost in the caves of a used up place
Night comes down with all its implication
Something brushing against your face
And we've all known fear
And we're all gonna find more of it here

Empire's got you by the balls
And you wish that you never appeared
And it's pulling you
Pulling you back here

(Where are we)

(Where are you)

On the way to crush the revolution
Wilderness and its burning bush
The enemy seeks our dissolution
All he needs is a little push
And we've all known hurt
And we're all gonna find it here in this dirt

Empire's got you by the balls
And war keeps drawing near
And it's pulling you

SONG: Pangaea

I got my hand on my heart
I got my heart on my mind (we've drifted apart)
I gotta jump on the clock
I gotta find me some time

Pangaea ahhh alright
Pangaea ahhh (gotta try so hard) together (gotta try so hard)

You got your hands 'round my throat
You got your voice in my head (no matter what)
You better jump on the clock
You better watch where you tread

Pangaea ahhh alright
Pangaea ahhh (gotta try so hard) together (gotta try so hard)

(gotta try so hard)
(gotta try so hard)

They got their rationales
They had their winning streaks (it's never enough)
They better jump on the clock
They better count up their weeks

Pangaea ahhh alright
Pangaea ahhh (gotta try so hard) together (gotta try so hard)
Pangaea ahhh (gotta find some time) ahhh (gotta find some time)
I got my hand on my heart
I got my heart on my mind (we've drifted apart)
I gotta jump on the clock
I gotta find me some time

Pangaea ahhh alright
Pangaea ahhh (gotta try so hard) together (gotta try so hard)

You got your hands 'round my throat
You got your voice in my head (no matter what)
You better jump on the clock
You better watch where you tread

Pangaea ahhh alright
Pangaea ahhh (gotta try so hard) together (gotta try so hard)

(gotta try so hard)
(gotta try so hard)

They got their rationales
They had their winning streaks (it's never enough)
They better jump on the clock
They better count up their weeks

Pangaea ahhh alright
Pangaea ahhh (gotta try so hard) together (gotta try so hard)
Pangaea ahhh (gotta find some time) ahhh (gotta find some time)

SONG: Happenstance

When the distant charge of love is felt
And the fruit is heavy on the vine
Rivers rushing as the snow it melts
I should take some time
Really make you mine

Happenstance
Such a charmer

Like an extinguished star
You're gone yet still remain
And you've taken it so far
Return to outer space

If I lay me beside you
Your golden hair frozen

SONG: Happenstance
Such a charmer

Close your eyes in the dark
And open up a door
You feel the energy arc
You're not here anymore

When the honeyed days of love return
And the king is drunk upon his throne
City's empty and the crystal burnt
I should take some space
Be with you some place

When the hopeless nights of love have gone
And the spirits are still within the trees
And we're running back to Albion
I should take some chance
Given happenstance

Happenstance
Such a charmer
When the distant charge of love is felt
And the fruit is heavy on the vine
Rivers rushing as the snow it melts
I should take some time
Really make you mine

Happenstance
Such a charmer

Like an extinguished star
You're gone yet still remain
And you've taken it so far
Return to outer space

If I lay me beside you
Your golden hair frozen

Happenstance
Such a charmer

Close your eyes in the dark
And open up a door
You feel the energy arc
You're not here anymore

When the honeyed days of love return
And the king is drunk upon his throne
City's empty and the crystal burnt
I should take some space
Be with you some place

When the hopeless nights of love have gone
And the spirits are still within the trees
And we're running back to Albion
I should take some chance
Given happenstance

Happenstance
Such a charmer

SONG: Space Saviour

My little lonely
She's my one and only
All the love just stone me
And I can't let it go

Like a siphon or straw
Something to adore
On the fatal flaw
And I can't let it go

Oh my little saviour
On her good behaviour
All the self she gave you
Now you can't let it go

Like a needle or tack
When she's giving you back
And the stages go black
And you can't let it go

And I gotta get up
And I gotta get on
And I gotta get off
And I gotta get out

And I gotta get up
And I gotta get on
And I gotta get off
And I can't let it go

My little heart
With a cosmic handshake
Hammer on till daybreak
I can't let it go

Like a Zorro or zealot
Bite it just too feel it
She gonna reveal it
Then you can't let it go

Oh my little wonder
Makes you stop to ponder
Makes me kind of fonder
I can't let it go

Like I live and I learn
Like a Chinese burn
Just wait till you turn
I can't let it go

I gotta get up
I gotta get on
I gotta get off
I gotta get out

I gotta get up
I gotta get on
I gotta get off
And I can't let it go

My little panda
I don't understand her
With her natural grandeur
I can't let it go

Like a trick or tornado
No she ain't afraid
Nothing gets delayed
And she won't let it go

My little golden
Her love and her holdin'
Only serves to embolden
And I can't let it go

Like a fraction or flake
I do it all for her sake
I do it all for her sake
Then I can't let it go, no, no

And I gotta get up
And I gotta get on
And I gotta get off

And I gotta get up
And I gotta get on
And I gotta get off
But I can't let it go

Can't let it go
It doesn't know
Cause I can't let it
I can't let it go

Baby don't say no
Can't let it go
I can't let it go

Can't let it go

On Angel Street

Sunday disappears into a fog
Darkness invites us all inside
To hide amongst the lamplight radial glow

Shadow in the pool
Winter in the wind
A message in the fallen leaves

Cruise down to the plaza in your Merc
Never really know how or where to go
Blow me down you're outside a bank on Angel Street

I arrive but never leave
You leave but never stay
It kind of reminds me of the salad days

I saw your brother during lunch
I saw at once that he was lost and he was mad
He had been standing in the rain to get some snow

But the snow it couldn't fall
The people all go home
And he just kind of stood there helplessly

You should change the message on your machine
So sad, so strange baby to hear my name
Makes me cry when you say we're not at home

And the line it just goes dead
And the trail it just goes cold
I guess that story's told anyway

SONG: Sunken Sun

I drowned in a river that had run dry
I drank a sea of gold
I shivered like a stone in the great unknown
Oh, not unknown but just untold

I dreamed I saw the Minotaur
I dreamed I was his twin
It seemed I tore some kind of door
Because now he can get right back in

And I don't wanna talk about it anymore
And if I have to do it again I'll give you what for

I watched the sullen sun shrink
And the levee run out of steam
Eternity loomed in my garret room
I saw you once in some kind of dream

I had a girl in the underworld
She was a spirited little thing
She was so cute, oh, you shoulda seen Pluto
She opened up her heart to sing

And I don't want to talk about it anymore
And if I had to do it again I'll give you what for

I ripped up my return ticket
I hurled it into the sky
I knelt down, I kissed the ground
I knew then it was your turn to fly

SONG: Anchorage

Scales of an angel
Wings of a snake
Living here in the future
With the racket that you make

Memory of a scream
Heart of the flame
Talking in a lark's tongue
And more of the same

Green ice is on the melt
Just the way the dead have felt
Nothing like the way my name is spelt
But I belt it out anyway

Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me

Mouth of a river
The fingers of a flute
The trees get used for rifles
Growing lovely shoots

Around the captain's table
The silent diners slept
In the white of morning
The distance slowly crept

And the ice in my glass
And the hit of the past
And the great icy blast
I pass it on to you

Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me
'thing is hurting me

Words of a mute
The passion of a rock
Waking early on an Easter Sunday
Just before the cock

The motion of a statue
The honour of a rat
The street was almost empty
But then you saw through that

And the ice in the box
Falling off the shelf in blocks
Down at the docks
Well I was shocked not to be discovered

Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me

Strength of a lamb
The shape of a cloud
The eyes of the star
Cruelty of a crowd

This afternoon is crushing down
The bars are all closed today lady
Middle of town is a long way down
I'd hate to see you break your crown

And the ice in my drink
My drink in your lap
Just a process in a trap
I'll slap it out of you
Slap it out of you

Music of the snow
Tempts the flake
Nature, you don't know
A nice delicious ache

The conscience of a fox
Love about the size of a shoe box
The school of hard knocks
They box it out of me

The ice in my throat
A message in the note
Just like a sinking boat
You coat yourself with sympathy

Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me 'thing is hurting me

SONG: Lunar

All that it was was a fine-toothed comb
Only in on the night
All that it was was just one pound of flesh
And you didn't get it right

All that it was was a cannibal buzz
Leading you on, day on day
All that it means was in old Paris scenes
An old, sour Beaujolais

All that it wore was a little brittle slip
Drooping right over my head
All that it says is there's nothing left to bless
All that it said is it's dead

SONG: Operetta

A song about you
You're in a song
Are you good or evil
Or just right or wrong

Where's the boys all dressed in green
In the gap that lies between
Where's the girls all dressed in white
In the deep heart of the night

Where's the men all dressed in black
None are ever coming back
Where's the men all dressed in black
Where's the ladies dressed in red
All are dancing with the dead

Song about you
Just a song
Are you stranger still
Or do you belong

Life is short (phosphorescent rim of the sun)
So don't be long (turn to face it as the comets come)
Use your free will (a cloudy blanket, a moving storm)
Or get trapped in a song (as love thaws)

In summertime
Umbrella trees down by the sea
Limbs like men to bend low
You turn and you see me

Music plays
Space between the notes full of haze
Piano, drums and trumpets
Just like the old days

A song about you
You're in a song
Are you good or evil
Or just right or wrong

In summertime
Picking up an insistent distant beat
Beachcomber come home now
Come in from the heat

Interweaving leaves (where's the men all dressed in black)
Once she was a skeptic, twice she believes (none are ever coming back)
The wind that thinned and skinned us (where's the ladies dressed in red)
Underneath (all are dancing with the dead)

(Where's the boys all dressed in green
In the gap that lies between
Where's the girls all dressed in white
In the deep heart of the night
Where's the men all dressed in black
None are ever coming back
Where's the ladies dressed in red
All are dancing with the dead)

 

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