1.Shantell
Winter winds blow the trees
Creatures trapped have to fall
Hear their howls claw the sky
Whispers follow Shantell
Shantell sleeps, tables creak
Mirrors start to speak
Branches scratch, tap the panes
Whispers follow Shantell
2.Wallpaper Dying
The cold it penetrates so deep
The leaves cry drops of ice
A fire guts the land inside him
He wonders what's it like
To be in the sunshine with her
The wet material on his face
With lines of unforgetful stress
A scratch in the wall by his side
He watches all the time
While all around him wallpaper dies
The boards of such familiar grain
Are roads leading nowhere
Careful drawings in the dust
He tries to remember
The breeze it blows it all away
Something through the darkness
Caught his eye
3.The Secret Sea
She swims the secret sea of sleeps cocoon
Its soothing hands caress her dreams, she breathes
She tries to hold him in her arms
But sleep walks away
She holds but light burns the day
Upon the secret sea she floats alone
She sees a figure on the shore who casts
A shadow across her bedroom floor
The tide pulls the day
She calls but sleep floats away
A swirling flood invades her room as sleep
Takes off his head for her to feel
His eyes lose his face
Day pulls
His eyes from his face
She calls
But sleep walks away
She calls
But sleep floats away
She calls
The light burns the day
4.A Room Lives In Lucy
I hear voices from another morning
And in the sunlight I feel the room grow
Windows, white curtained and smooth walls
But the night leaves her on the floors
Of a mansion hall
And the feet on the floors
I must get up off the floors
Off the floors... off the floors....
In Lucy lives a room, inside
I feel someone's waking in my room again
She says she's leaving
But she will never go
Wilting while waiting in the dark leaves
She's stretching but she cannot reach
The pale flowers
Watching their petals fall
Like the rain
How it rains... how it rains...
In Lucy lives a room, inside
There are a lot of nice places we could go
There are such a lot of nice places we could go
There are so many beautiful places
I've seen them somewhere
But where is it we go
With the crumbled statues in the dappled wood
And the gentle laughter swirls round the room
And she's gone
In Lucy lives a room
5.There Was A Man Of Double Deed
There was a man of double deed
Who sowed his garden full of seed
When the seed began to grow
'Twas like a garden full of snow
When the snow began to melt
'Twas like a ship without a bell
When the ship began to sail
'Twas like a bird without a tail
When the bird began to fly
'Twas like an eagle on the sky
When the sky began to roar
'Twas like a lion at my door
When the door began to crack
'Twas like a stick across my back
When my back began to smart
'Twas like a penknife in my heart
When my heart began to bleed
'Twas death, and death, and death indeed
6.Scarlet Arch
Lie in the pale summer heat
Find a clock as it ticks
Oh, to never sleep
But the clock ticks so loud
Like the cracking of whips
Till the sun slowly heaves
From the blood hungry land
To its heaven of blue
Run, through the dust and the stones
Like a stream as it flows
Through the kingdom of peace
But a beast roamed his head
Like the aching of guilt
As it bakes in the heat
As its swollen tongue speaks
Robs the old of their breath
Hang beneath dawns scarlet arch
Where the wind ever moans
Like the slaveship it drifts
7.The Critical Distance
Never beginning, never ending days
Days when the ceiling is so low
I cannot stand
And the blunted knife presses into me
Melting in the airless heat
The walls close into me
Nudging me this way and that
From one to another
Like nervous thunder
Thudding in my head a heart
Is beating out the boredom
Nudging me this way and that
From one to another
Like nervous thunder
Until I fall to claustrophobic sleep
And the ever-watching walls lean over me
But when I wake I feel alone
There is nothing but a vast blank floor
And although the walls are watching
I can never reach them
No matter how far I walk
I can never reach them
And the knife begins to shine
Hisses in my hand
Slices through the always blank distance
So I can see my hooded girl
Swipes through the whitewash nothing
That shrouds my hooded girl
She walks to me across the furrowed fields
I see a human headed fish revolving in her belly
And the knife it sparkles
Like the piercing yellow mirror sea
And slashes open dead sailors clouded memories
Spills their seaweed dreams over me
Spill their seaweed dreams over me
Spill their seaweed dreams over me
Spill their seaweed dreams... over me
As I lie on the coral
Amongst the driftwood
And the ever watching walls lean over me
8.Scythe ＆ Spade
Of all the deaf old bones
Sceptre and crown
Of all the kings and emperors
Must tumble down
They creak, stench, but all decay
And in the dust be equal made
Through sun, wind and sand
With the poor crooked scythe and spade
Each man od ivory and bone
Sceptre and crown
Of noble tribe of hybrid clan
Must tumble down
Spider weaves a pretty web
And in the dust be equal made
Brethren on this day
With poor crooked scythe and spade
Figure-flingers, faceless mask
Sceptre and crown
Of all those blind and buried years
Must tumble down
Career, fall and clatter
And in the dust be equal made
Now all the kings and emperors are
With poor crooked scythe and spade
| 
