1.So This Is Silence
The boy walked round the jagged rocks
caught between ideals and desires
He sinks into oblivion
And there was silence, as he sat so still
Averted face stares at the floor
So this is silence
So this is silence
Listen... the sound of laughter
The frenzy and blind violence of fear
Alone again with light and silence
Alone again with the skies
Alone again with the skies
So this is silence
So this is silence. Silence. Silence. Silence.
Silence. Silence. Silence. Gunshots. Footsteps.
Raindrops. Idiot cries. Silence. Carcrash. Girl laughs.
Raindrops. Footsteps. Silence. Fox barks. Footsteps.
Gunshots. Gunshots. Silence.
Silence.........
2.Talk Without Words
We look up, silently
Without quite music
My face four days old
You look newborn
There's fear in your frown, like mine
No distance away
Noticing your hand
Half round my head
And on my face
Protecting me, protecting me
Afraid of your frown, don't change
For me expressions
A button undone
The earth that's on my back
And in my hair
Portraying me, portraying me
You're so clean, untouched
Like me experience possessed
She breathes so tence
Flexes her hand
Don't relax
Projecting me, projecting me.....
3.Midnight Garden
I see it fall, I watch it fall, I let it die
No anguish just the happiness shows, on the brow
Look from these hidden angles
an unknown language prowls
I disappear, I reappear, I cannot hide
Standing in this broken view, where you surround
Dripping from the silence
The tears of an embrace
These moments I don't understand, have side effects
I slide, I kick, I turn around, I cannot rest
The cold of yesterday has warmed, and now I wait
Above swans fly through winter, I kiss upon her face
But still I feel these climbing plants
That slide and shake
4.The Tease The Tear
Your features
Looking so happy inside
Don't let them see down through the floors
Ignores the quetionnaires and smiles
Plays ignorant to words today
The blind could not ignore your smiles
Hear in your features anger talks
Jagged, haggered they talk
Screaming, still
In sorrow features never hide
To sorrow features cannot hide
Jagged, haggered they talk
And then my fear behind venetian blinds
The tease the tear
The tease the tear
Every face the words too deep to speak
And then my fear behind venetian blinds
Appear hidder in my reflections
Speaking nothing, abusing my ears
The wailing sirens in your eyes
Within your featuresanger boils
Alarm, aware they talk
The tease the tear
The tease the tear
5.Impulse Of Man
True or false, the life of man
Beneath her dress, so soft so thin
Not wicked thoughts, explains he shakes
For God's sake hold the key
Locks in this agony
Your armes are positioned, but they are not nailed
You look for the pacifist, but he went
He's lost in the maze
These winds are cold and its walls will press his face
True or false, impulse of man
Hits his girl, she swirls across the floor
And as she falls, bites out his tongue
Black strips on the birch
Man's eyes bulge ans burst
He shouts 'pacifist help!' but he cannot hear
He's lost in the maze
The rock cuts his back
And the wind will press his face.... press his face...
True or false, impulsive man
Erase the face from smile to scream
Must keep his hands inside his head
Tear lines in her clothes
Bruised hands hold the rose
So now you must wait for the honey to come to your throat
Your arms are splinters
But they will scrape the disease from his face
Press his face.... press his face...
6.Shrine
Material folds
From rough, modest clothes
Slabs of cold sacred stone
The peasant girl kneels
In strips of feeble water light
Slim fingers clasped
Warm steady, precise
The unwanted love for a murder
In strips of feeble water light
Echoed sighs
Soft madonna eyes
Bathe in smooth, flicked flame
The peasant girl kneels
The peasant girl kneels
crosses herself slowly
The warmth envelopes, seals
But stays as quitely she leaves
To love a murder
To love a murder
7.Twilights Pool
Transparent babies we walk like men
Across the marshes and back again
We seek a different view
A world that's fresh and new
We wait together at twilights pose
Bodies dance forever, the cool dark pool
She craves to swallow you
Fill your lungs
With fluid rare as morning dew
She craves to swallow you
Transparent babies, we walk like men
Across the marshes and back again
We seek a different view
From each hill
We drip the morning dew
A world that's fresh and new
She craves to swallow you
Our reflected bodies rise
And walk like the new born
On ploughed earth waves
She craves
Fill your lungs
Fluid pure as morning dew
8.Out Of The Moving Life Of Circles
I could be the money
Scattered in the ash
You could be the jewellery
In the silver box
In this heaven of mine
I won't come back
I won't come back
Watch the candle burning
Watch the candle drip
In this heaven of mine
I won't come back
I won't come back...
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