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DAMT
02:12
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I’m not you,
I’m in you,
Ghostly you,
Tell me you still have dreams
I’m not you,
I’m in you,
Ghostly you,
Tell me you still dream
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Scavenger
03:52
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I wear white wine around my hip,
And as I see again the feast,
Sat there at the table’s head,
With spoilt food in his teeth.
Familiar face, familiar grin,
The red wine spilling from his chin,
See the food rotting, crows picking,
Sat for seven years at least.
I fill my glass, I sip my drink,
And the scavenger, he smiles.
See there’s beauty in the coldest war,
And a suitor to revile.
Drink, drink, another drink,
And his eyelids they begin to sink,
See I don’t make a sound, another round,
Head falls, scavenger, he steps down.
Oh, in the vine I see,
The serpent waits within,
Dark foxes through the trees,
I’m breaking skin.
I rise, and I move to his side,
And I,
See, I can hardly hold my hand,
Steady as I take the blade,
And as any hunter understands...
I just want to savour the sound.
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Behind the stone castle,
Where the children echo still,
Black lines around your eyes,
On the swell of night-lit hills,
Bet he tasted pink wine,
Ran his fingers through your hair,
Did he move between your legs,
Whisper your name into the air?
Behind the stone castle,
Where the shadows cast a chill,
It’s rising in the wind,
And the demons smell a kill,
You’re no longer mine,
They’ll do with you what they please,
You’re running out of time,
And you’re aching at the knees.
Is he cold?
Do his bones stick into you?
Can you bleed,
In the warmth of his arms?
Fairies on the heath,
With the heather overgrown,
They’re baring their teeth,
Hiding round the Druid’s stone,
Swollen aching feet,
And they’re dancing with him
The humans taste sweet,
With their delicate limbs,
We were lying in the dark,
In the comfort of the dead,
And though we held our tongues,
You left your scent in my bed,
I no longer feel,
I no longer hear your voice,
Words as cold as steel,
And the bitterness of choice
Is he cold?
Do his bones stick into you?
Can you bleed,
In the warmth of his arms?
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4. |
Overgrown
03:09
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5. |
Bastard Flu Blues
04:01
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Back to the wall, something falls,
They throw rocks,
Up their sleeves, these old thieves,
They won’t stop,
Kings and queens, inbred genes,
They all lie,
In your home, the one you’ve known,
Where the seagulls cry,
Stones and roots in their boots,
They can’t walk,
Behind cupped hands, I can’t stand,
The way they all talk,
She and I, we both try,
To wait it out,
We both know the gossip grows,
Dark as a cloud,
Singing blues is just a ruse for your first love
Happy days, signing praise, I’m sick of,
You, all of you,
Whisper the same words,
Sticks and stones, all you’ve known,
All you’ve heard
Don’t speak over me,
I am the truth
You cannot see,
In your youth
All you’ve heard
Paint your door, a little more,
Before the spirits come,
In they sweep like a beast,
For your little ones
Don’t be scared, say your prayers,
You’ve got nothing to fear,
If you’ve been good, like you should,
Up ‘til here.
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