1.Eden Ave.
...And when you came round again
Found you at the wrong door
But can I persuade you to stay
Round a little longer
Slowly the night spun away
I'll see you when I'm older, O bolder
Though only by but a day
More than it could shoulder, but O girl
Only if by but a day
My runaway you'll ever be
So when you take what you take
Blame it on your hunger; you're grown, girl
But know when you get over this
I'm here to pull you under, O under
So take a shot, take a hit
For when you come a-callin', and you're crawlin'
And when we part in the street
In our memory we'll ever be
Dear, when we part, when we meet
Is it any wonder？ O wonder
Here, in the dark, in the street
God we're getting younger, O girl
2.Pen Ultimatum
Blackout at a framing in a jacket made of blue
Saw a simple painting and I thought that it was two
Your teacup's full of coffee and your cardigan of you
But you've got some good Polaroids from when we used to talk
Living in a wooden world of corduroy and chalk
I'm mastering your absences beneath the coy applause
Of myriad erasers, myriad erasers
And now I know I'll know this thing by heart
Only when I go pull it apart
Was hunched over a desk I was philand'ring with a sophomore
While you're off God knows where discreetly framing your
philosopher
I've wrapped my mind around it I've explained it to the officer
But there is not a way that I can find provides an alternate
Were you poolside reading on finance or in some city smithy
loitering
Or at the Sadie Hawkins dance with the thirty something boys you
bring
We level out the bookcase we the radiator bleed
You are the wished-for ultimatum of this sequence's unfurling
The piss-poor punctuation of a sentence still uncertain
Whether it be fact incontrovertible or query
I am the voice that wants to rise and in a hurry, but don't
worry
And now I know I'll know this thing by heart
Only when I go pull it apart
And every night I rail down Boulevard
Never find out where in hell you are
Entangled in sheets so sheer
Sweat-spangled and insincere, you crave
Was hunched over a desk I was philand'ring with a sophomore
While you're off God knows where discreetly fuckin' your
philosopher
I've wrapped my mind around it I've explained it to the officer
But there is not a way that I can find provides an alternate
You put the m in sober and you put the t(ea) in here
Ask me to plan parties so that you can treat your hair
And by the time they're over you're asleep deep in your lair
And you won't hear my footfalls on the stair
3.Manifest Anapest
So you say this is the end
Well baby let's begin
To strike the set of every evidence
And cut the thread that held you there
And so, suspended in the air
God! Damocles! This drop refused to drip!
So fold it into your plans
And hold it inside your hands
And leave
A pillow on the bed
Each morning stealthily prepares
This absence and the sheer affront of it
And drink, O drink another bit
O did you think I'd suffer this,
Who can't afford to buy your prophecy？
So fold it into your plans
And hold it inside your hands
And soon slipped into night
But whose lips will you bite
Tonight？
And so you say this is the end
Well baby baby let's pretend
That you were ever mine to start with
And with an easy backward trace,
In an amnesiac embrace,
Would you were here, O would what we were where
4.Stolen Alphabets
O no they'll never find me underground
So thought I all aloud, yet not alone
You'd call it camouflage, dead telephone
O no I never mind your coming round
You are a master spy; I read you right
Your files are classified nigh every night
Some sundried shibboleth I'll never know
No gun-shy fricative might save her now
O no I never mind your coming round
We're gonna take a while, we'll hunker down
With all our little letters
In metal cabinets
And all our little letters
Stolen alphabets
Would bring you up on charges in The Hague
We're in the bunker now! Remember this.
We're never coming out! We never did.
We're never coming out!
We're never coming out!
5.Dress Gordon Nightmare
O my dear my we're a wreck and
Why we're waxing over records in
These accents we affected hours before
The caravan behind the bar
I couldn't say who parked the car
What hands could ever have unlocked this door
And you're gonna listen to me
But I guess you never mean it
Talk about the movie
And I'll tell you if I've seen it
I was on the couch, you were on the floor
Trying to figure out what you're doing it for
You were on the couch, I was on it too
Now I'm on the floor, seemed the thing to do
And I can slip inside of this
Dress Gordon nightmare I can
Memorize the spine on any book
You'll ever buy
So roll me out at noon
We can troll (control) the avenue
In some retirement credit card commercial
We'll settle on Japan
But when it's autumn and
We're British, when it's autumn and we're British
We forget to give a damn
We've got stamps on wrists and hands
The night's admittances still branded
On us as twin tattooed files
Figure out the sink myself
Kill the mouthwash, raid the shelf
And raise a bottle to your health
And you want to listen to me
But I bet you'll never mean it
Talk about the movie
And I'll tell you if I've seen it
I was on the couch, you were on the floor
Trying to figure out what you're doing it for
You were on the couch, I was on it too
Now I'm on the floor, seemed the thing to do
And I can slip inside of this
Dress Gordon nightmare I can
Memorize the spine of every book
You'll ever buy
Rifle through your catalogues
Right up to the cattle call
May your recitation save us all
But I was in a dream, you were in it too
Couldn't find a drink or a thing to do
I was in a dream, you were in it too
Couldn't find a drink or a thing to do
So roll me out at noon
We'll stroll the avenue
In some retirement credit card commercial
We'll settle on Japan
But when it's autumn and
We're British, when it's autumn and we're British
O won't you
Roll me out at noon
We can stroll the avenue
In some retirement credit card commercial
They'll never understand
That when it's autumn and
We're British, when it's autumn and we're British
We forget to give a damn
6.I Am a Matador
All you thought was overwrought
Had had enough of it
All your friends went sober but
You said it wouldn't stick
Called your text Thesaurus Rex
And taught it in the courts
All your friends are in their beds
With other friends of yours
Cover me in concrete, baby,
Mire me in the marl
Doesn't seem as fondly lately
Crying Minotaur!
Let's off to the opera you
Can leave your headphones in
Counterfeit the manuscript, O
Blind the editor
I am not a china shop, no
I'm a matador
This is my prolix reply
When you say how you been
7.Before I Wake
Ask the question, don't reply
Honeysuckle and barbed wire
Subterranean angel eye
Ask the question, don't reply
Force the tears your dreams awake
Got this feeling I can't shake
So if I die before I wake
One last promise left to make
One less heart you'll have to break
Angels often fall
Strung up on the wall
Waiting on your call
Morning backseat not a word
Stole the sky beneath the bird
Don't know what you thought you heard
Morning backseat not a word
Diamond, club, spade, heart
Each one played its part
Wanton sister never had
Baltimore can't be that bad
Breadcrumb starlight all around
Roll the paper round this town
Strike the match and burn it down
Burn it down
8.Wager
They cut you down
They cut you down
And I'm around, without
This bullet small
Was not at all
As you'd remember it
Was not imperative, but O
And if you go before me
I'll tell you how it ends
Your mama cried
The day you died
And so did I, did I
Now every breath
I draw
Each breath I draw is one you won't
And I will bring you fire
Fit you to the flame
But will it wash us both the same？
And if you go before me
Tell me how it ends
Is there a light
Does it depend what we
Discussed of late
In basements grey,
On roofs in which city
I called to you as
You called me
And I will bring you fire,
Pull you through my waking
Eyes to make a day
That through my eyes
You'll never have to see
9.Her Majesty
And when you died how I trod and tried to find you
In every inch of sky
But how track you down in the clouds, O how remind you
How to be with you tonight？
And by the by I'll see
Through her newfound opacity
As this butterfly will Her Majesty
Come to me
A Stockholm syndrome victim,
A camoufleur stowed in the wings
O this mockingbird, well it don't sing
But it sang for me
Should I clip my wings？ dip the feathers into ink
To pen her a letter on sight？
When nectar you drink, hard to remember what to think
To get her to recognize
Now I don't mind the seraphim
Or all the nights she shares with Him
But bide my time for the angel grim
To come for me
Don't bother cry, don't you weep
Those crocodile tears, you see
I've got a bottle of whiskey
To comfort me
And by the by I'll see
The wildest nights could ever be
But there's not a volume of whiskey
Can comfort me
I'd break the doors between
I'd pace the floors for eternity
I'd wage a war would Her Majesty
Remember me
There's not a volume of whiskey
Can comfort me
10.MdDS
Take a cruise
With someone who's
The opposite of you
Take a wife
Of／f your sons'／s
But why take only one？
And to assure variety
True azure, her eyes, the sea
Have a luncheon in the park
Craft a functionable ark
Laugh it off into the dark rain
Take a break
From the sun
And double everyone
Take your leave(f)
Of／f your mate(')s
Undone from every waist
And all your sweethearts drown below
Why you need a round window
Have a luncheon in the park
Craft a functionable ark
Laugh it off into the dark rain
Light a bird upon a pond
Find a girl of whom you're fond
This is gonna be a long day
11.Evensong
My sweet, my sweet, what have you done？
I dreamed your dream, I shone the sun
And needn't need another one
But O, my sweet, what have you done？
Now our marriage celibate
How we made a hell of it
And all the day live-long
We sing our evensong
We sing Ah O
I wanted you back
Inside these broken arms
To sing the song unsung
Until we come round again
Is there an airbag on your side？
May we our leavings synchronize？
I've hunted low, have hunted high
To keep not one of us alive
So torch the candles, kill the day
Lock a door and let's away
And if the night burns overlong
Sing our leaving song
Sing Ah O
I'm lying in wait
Beneath your bridal bed
To climb inside your head
Until we come round again
But I'm blinding you, babe
With flowers and venom
To every other one
Until you come round again
O Ah
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