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modern history, nothing's easy
fallen empires and burnt tyres and bee stings
g-strings
stone-cold companion
the deepest canyon
the highest ransom still standing so handsome
the right price
balance carefully
so bright and breezy
the high trapeze seems to fly back so easy
so teasing
reach the summit
babe we've won it
overdone it dear, but hell, we've won it
time fades
sacred to the shades
the safest place in a storm can wait
we've waited, waited so long
here's a song for a mind gone wrong
still strong as the first time we climbed through the bars
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i played through all the phases of the moon
shaving silent circles out of view
descending into blue
and the light's gone, and i miss you
i saw my face reflected in the sky
sobbing rainy tears down from on high
filling me with life
like the night fills up the sunshine
the day you left they sentenced me to life
waiting til your ship comes sailing by
tied up on the pier
killing time, counting stars
searching the night
for shooting stars and satellites
coming up short
in fun and games of a lunar sort
it seems so silly when you see it
the tears twist your face so crooked
how could this feeling kill me
when feeling it fills me so fully
call off the firing squad
the rot's not set in yet
yes, i'm a safe bet
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3. |
Slave Girl Song
04:03
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these stones are old, and your body is cold
and wrapped so sweetly
so routinely sold, in slave girl clothes
so long ago
and so damn cold
see those romans stole all that you knew
like white stone loan sharks
stripped you to the bone
your soft young bones
made themselves at home
inside your clothes
it's so sad to see a child upon her knees
you made the old men grieve
sweet tears between your teeth
sat on a lap on a silver throne
stretching out those soft young bones
you made your masters moan
old patrons crow:
if only, only, only
she lived to give the best a young girl could
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history came to claim us on a thursday
and the way we became was so different
we believed we must be dying in the best way
the taste in the air was so vibrant
and they finally knew our names
and found us so enlightening
we were remembered as giants
seems all it takes to be is dying
all it really needs
is a spark in the darkness of trying
and in some starry sky they'll find us
they'll watch us split the atoms of being with such beauty
and they'll wonder how they missed us
in a darkened room
where we lay and we prayed in the shadows
and the walls grew thick with ivy
and you saw me grab hold of the last living fibre
and we tied ourselves together
and we fell into the darkness that crumbled around us
and i realised then i loved you
more than i could hold in the body i lost to this feeling
like life but so much stronger
oh hold me now
just hold me for one minute longer
oh hold on tight, and close your eyes
step into the light
i'll love you when i die
oh! rest with me tonight
as our bodies turn to fire
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5. |
The Trial
07:06
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they put me on trial
then they put me away for a while
but they couldn't say at what time
the blame became mine
when they put me on trial
the courtroom shook
as the judges pounded their books
and they took one last long look
at the life that they took
when they put me on trial
in darker days
i might look at the mess i'd made
and decide there's nothing to say
they'll put me away
for the mess that i've made
but when you've seen
through eyes that buy the sunlight's silence
another shade comes out
it's different now
i mean it looks alright to me
the tender way
they all turn their eyes away
as the judges say
it shouldn't happen like this
it should never be this way
an easy life
the finest mind that books can buy
but then the legs fell out
he's finished now
a case of the saddest kind
climbing, as winter follows winter
in the city out there
there's this memory haunts the air
of someone climbing somewhere
in never-ending libraries
in stories i'll never find
garden paths that fork in time
with a slowly growing waistline
we'll walk these halls
and finally we'll find out what we became
we are all the same
the stand-ins for the stand-ins for famous names
when the judgement came they judged me fairly
they put me between
the best there's ever been
and the ones they won't believe
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Erotion
03:42
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7. |
Essex Wedding
09:34
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the camera clicks
and she smiles so sickly sweet
with her knees on the sheets
and she greets the eyes
that glide all across
the flesh that she can't hide
can't hide no more
and when she looks
into the blinking lens
it's so hard to send any kind of life
out into the shining lights
it's so hard to try
in the street outside
they're gathered far and wide
she's so sure
she knows deep down inside
they're gathering far and wide
to bring her life
the blinking eyes
of the men who sit there
in sweating skin
have seen everything
and this one's sweet
she's such a tender thing
but nothing more
than the eyes have seen before
and promises sworn
in the grey light of dawn
of images that soar
great visions of porn
are casually withdrawn
hastily reborn
and they bark and they claw
at the trails of endless meat they're shredding
fearsome and forlorn
like the dogs outside an essex wedding
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8. |
Old Patrons
01:59
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9. |
The Space Race
07:50
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the morning was low
in white autumn clouds
then the evening came down
with the sun to the ground
the garden was neat
the soil was swept
they grew peaches so sweet
for the creatures they kept
but no sweetness can grow
no nectar will flow
when you're praying to god
but the soil doesn't know
and the money was gone
and their fingers were numb
and they waited so long
for the space race to come
travelling west
with nowhere to go
such hope in their chests
left in pools by the road
chasing a sign
some signal in the wind
a promise of light
for those who have sinned
caressing the breeze
down on lover's bent knees
it reads: there's fruit in those trees
there's fish in that sea
and the road struggled on
and the travellers were numb
and they waited so long
for the space race to come
this country was built
by a hundred great men
and we'll build it again
when the signal is sent
and the men they were brave
took what stood in their way
those natives now slaves
made this country great
and the men spilt the blood
of the hopeless and damned
spilt out with their hope
tried to baptise the land
and the land it grew strong
and the people struck dumb
and they waited so long
for the space race to come
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When I Sleep
04:24
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she bathed me in pastel colours
and put me on a screen
i was everything the world could ever want
the best that man could be
she stuck me on some humdrum stage
called a kingdom for a crowd
then she looked the other way
as mother nature took a bow
but she could never be
just slightly ordinary
no, she will always seem
so slightly out of reach
she bathes me in some magical colour
right out from her insides
meanwhile i desire to hide all i feel
in her tonight
like there was better in the holy roman empire
though she tells me otherwise
but i know she's only sunk into my eyes
as i hide in her tonight
no, she could never be
just slightly ordinary
no, she will always seem
so slightly out of reach
she might be my victory speech
when i sleep
when i decline to breathe
she likes to play the servile servant
the timeless concubine
like i could ever fathom her kind
oh empress divine
her hair hangs even longer than mine
behind it headlamps shine
i ask you in all that is holy
could christ escape that light?
no, she could never be
just slightly ordinary
no, she will always seem
so slightly out of reach
she might be my victory speech
when i sleep
when i decline to breathe
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lying there, just me and you
naked as the day we blew in on some western wind
bound with skin, crumbling, thin
slouching in my tarnished crown
tugging and tearing at your gown, now stained with wine
and all is ours
this town, this time
we're the finest line this age can spin
casting off for emperors and kings
but catching at the skin
that crowns this oil slick in which we swim
great men will fall
as the seasons grow small
we'll watch it all
sacred to the shades are we
when our time comes
interred in shallow graves are we
when our line is spun
divine in all but name are we
sacred to the shades
i've seen us in times gone by
remembered as giants
now stylised by winning tribes
you and i
the shining marble prize
together entwined in stone
encasing your body
but romans had orgies too
and i've the same disease as you
the statues that they might build
the townsfolk inscribing:
until they outweigh these ills
they'll exist in this life still
great men will fall
as the seasons grow small
we'll watch it all
sacred to the shades are we
when our time comes
interred in shallow graves are we
when our line is spun
divine in all but name are we
sacred to the shades
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