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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
You're like a winter night
Your thoughts are frozen You kiss your lovers In the snow Too many icy tears Glisten for someone You watch the leaves As they shiver your loneliness Your eyes are lanterns Growing dim I hum inside Like the meadows in summer But I'll never light them up Again |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
You're like a winter night
Your thoughts are frozen You kiss your lovers In the snow Too many icy tears Glisten for someone You watch the leaves As they shiver your loneliness Your eyes are lanterns Growing dim I hum inside Like the meadows in summer But I'll never light them up Again |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Two (2002)
The windows of the world are covered with rain
Where is the sunshine we once knew Everybody knows when little children play They need a sunny day to grow straight and tall Let the sunshine through The windows of the world are covered with rain When will those black skies turn to blue Everybody knows when boys grow into men They start to wonder when their country will call Let the sunshine through The windows of the world are covered with rain What is the whole world coming to Everybody knows when men can not be friends Their quarter loves an ends Some have to die, some have to die Let the sunshine through The windows of the world are covered with rain There must be something we can do Everybody knows whenever rain appears It's really angel tears How long must they cry |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Today is just another day
Tomorrow is a guess But yesterday Oh what I'd give for yesterday To relive one yesterday And its happiness When Joanna loved me Every town was Paris Every day was Sunday Every month was May When Joanna loved me Every sound was music Music made of laughter Laughter that was bright and gay But when Joanna left me May became December But even in December I remember Her touch Her smile And for a little while She loves me And once again its Paris Paris on a Sunday And the month is May |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
We came through
We came riding through like warriors from afar Our black horses danced upon the graves of yesterday's desires Haunted by our visions framed in fire I greet you, for you still believe in what's behind the door You've seen the children freeze upon their knees And praying to the wind To send their grey madonnas back again Fire the guns, and salute the men who died for freedom's sake And we'll weep tonight, but we won't lie awake Gazing up at statues dressed in stars We won't dream, for they don't come true for us Not anymore They've run afar to hide in caves With haggard burning eyes Their icy voices tear our hearts like knives We came through Like the Gothic monsters perched on Notre Dame We observe the naked souls of gutters pouring forth mankind Smothered in an avalanche of time And we're giants as we watch our kings and countries raise their shields And Guevara dies encased in his ideals And as Luther King's predictions fade from view We came through |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
We came through
We came riding through like warriors from afar Our black horses danced upon the graves of yesterday's desires Haunted by our visions framed in fire I greet you, for you still believe in what's behind the door You've seen the children freeze upon their knees And praying to the wind To send their grey madonnas back again Fire the guns, and salute the men who died for freedom's sake And we'll weep tonight, but we won't lie awake Gazing up at statues dressed in stars We won't dream, for they don't come true for us Not anymore They've run afar to hide in caves With haggard burning eyes Their icy voices tear our hearts like knives We came through Like the Gothic monsters perched on Notre Dame We observe the naked souls of gutters pouring forth mankind Smothered in an avalanche of time And we're giants as we watch our kings and countries raise their shields And Guevara dies encased in his ideals And as Luther King's predictions fade from view We came through |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
We came through
We came riding through like warriors from afar Our black horses danced upon the graves of yesterday's desires Haunted by our visions framed in fire I greet you, for you still believe in what's behind the door You've seen the children freeze upon their knees And praying to the wind To send their grey madonnas back again Fire the guns, and salute the men who died for freedom's sake And we'll weep tonight, but we won't lie awake Gazing up at statues dressed in stars We won't dream, for they don't come true for us Not anymore They've run afar to hide in caves With haggard burning eyes Their icy voices tear our hearts like knives We came through Like the Gothic monsters perched on Notre Dame We observe the naked souls of gutters pouring forth mankind Smothered in an avalanche of time And we're giants as we watch our kings and countries raise their shields And Guevara dies encased in his ideals And as Luther King's predictions fade from view We came through |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Two (2002)
Who cares how cold and grey
The day may be Wait until dark And we'll be warm Our place of love Is where we face our dreams Together Where our fantasies take form When I can't feel your nearness In the night My disappointments disappear A cheerless day may bring us Little dreams That seem to miss their mark But oh my darling Wait until dark A cheerless day may bring us Little dreams That seem to miss their mark But oh my darling Wait until dark |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
Two weeks since you've gone
And I feel like the tramp Picking dustbins in the alley. He looks up as I pass Clutching rags from a city's restless night I could read all my sadness In faces I knew Down at Kelly's bar last Friday And I haven't been back since I mistook Somebody for a friend And if I walk these streets long enough Will you happen to me again? With whom are you sharing The sweet taste of summer? My memories pursue you Like puddles of rain The river inside me still flow To the sea of your hands And if I close my eyes for a while Will you happen to me again? |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
They spoke transparent phrases to looking glass women
And they took the detours that scattered the way They departed from summer like two ragged soldiers Dragging their heels through their fantasies There were meals in the missions for two frozen statues And long draughty sermons devouring their knees Sometimes passions in winter turn to cold soundless moments That teared in the eyes of their fantasies There were nights on park benches, stale bread for the pigeons Good mornings to faces who just turned away And on one road confusion, the other desire So they took to the road of their fantasies One would speak of a lake where he used to go swimming The other had no memories left for his mind With their arms round each other the two ragged soldiers Laughed through a war that they couldn't see Laughed for a world filled with fantasy |
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from Scott Walker - Climate Of Hunter (2006)
Delayed in the headlong
Resembled to breaking-point I swear you never slept at night when the growing is slow. After me I'm no man's son run out of recognize. The blood of our split back without his prisoner the distance rigged in his eyes Rock of cast-offs bury me hide my soul and sink us free. Rock of cast offs bury me hide my soul and pray us free. From the host of late-comers a miracle enters the streets shining with rain he is shaking to wash the murder away. The shadow of the son made the son a shadow it's never night when I die. That desert clouds under and so Lord lightens sleepers wait there with wounds in their sides. In the strength of the crime you sing like a stranger and your failure fulfills your most secret defeat. After me I'm no man's son run out of recognize. A life of it's own lays down the horizon the distance rigged in it's eyes Rock of cast-offs bury me hide my soul and sink us free. Rock of cast offs bury me hide my soul and pray us free. |
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from Scott Walker - Climate Of Hunter (2006)
Say it got late
on that one. That life-giver one. Hanging weightless from the wound in a half-light. Taken up I could hold him when all falls away. Prayed into each other you stood in the air and the ceiling are rising and falling. The ceiling are shining and slow peeling tongues from the ice hums and letting it go. and the ceiling are rising and falling. The ceiling are shining and slow peeling tongues from the ice hums and letting it go. |
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from Scott Walker - Climate Of Hunter (2006)
Stump of a drowner.
The delta holder. Lowered up from his boulder and riding pains steady blowout. All those arms in the gullys chewed through at the wrists. All that won't flood awake ? ? all that listens and lifts Deserting your lead while the figure is also carrying Deserting your lead while the figure is also carrying. Your hands are drained. Your skins are stained and heavy. Go to ground you are sealed against the night. Spotted head blood head heat up the stars. Polish and silence away your parole. She's a dugout; her second sleeps dreagging the roads. Her fixed strays shine from ditches wherever she goes ? ? Deserting your lead while the figure is also carrying Pry open those jaws try and hear your own way out. Driven in deep; you save yourself the burying. The darkness swarms; Try and hear your own way out. |
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from Scott Walker - Climate Of Hunter (2006)
It's a starving reflection
if he dies in the night listening to the increase. It cuts out your likeness in blood circulations suspended beneath a release. A low volume force feed lower than pity slips across under the heart and your hostage rewinding from every eclipse rolls in the voltage run-off rain on his lips. We chew up the blackness to some high sleep travel a faster silence. One to go long again in the going ? ? gone again. Full stare passages striking less face; outside on the move a shattered heart pace greases the fade; sinking the blood back breaking to where loaded icons wade. Eyesides catch far awake in a cols sanctuary. Pain sonics eternities all through themoves. A first communication tears loose undelivered and swims unassigned in your dimmed latitudes. And the heat from the shore melts down to recieve us; floodlit foreheads howled open and so nearly blessed as they soften round dog-joys of unfinished strangers rubbed out on a point afterburning |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
Moon breathin' in thru' my window
Curtains are sighing dust of the day Still I'm not alone like all my neighbours say Time Operator Take the time to take the time To come over here We got so much in common Seems it's hard for us to sleep With all the razzle dazzle in the street The man come to shut off my water The man come to shut down my lights yesterday I'm not one to moan I made the bill for the telephone Now I wouldn't care if you're ugly 'Cos here with the lights out I couldn't see You just picture Paul Newman And girl he looks a lot like me Time Operator Take the time to take the time To come over here We got so much in common Seems it's hard for us to sleep With all the razzle dazzle in the street |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Moon breathin' in thru' my window
Curtains are sighing dust of the day Still I'm not alone like all my neighbours say Time Operator Take the time to take the time To come over here We got so much in common Seems it's hard for us to sleep With all the razzle dazzle in the street The man come to shut off my water The man come to shut down my lights yesterday I'm not one to moan I made the bill for the telephone Now I wouldn't care if you're ugly 'Cos here with the lights out I couldn't see You just picture Paul Newman And girl he looks a lot like me Time Operator Take the time to take the time To come over here We got so much in common Seems it's hard for us to sleep With all the razzle dazzle in the street |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
He was so strong
he was so bold When they made him they broke the mold If he heads this way when the moon is slow Come over and pray they'll turn the buffalo they'll turn the buffalo There's a need to sleep in the shag of his stomach Slide around his eye with your love in tow If he heads this way don't you say hello Get out of the way they'll turn the buffalo they'll turn the buffalo Our town our town do love a stampede Stampede by my jacket in the park Someday I'll pick it up look for the label and whisper Tilt ain't got no no no Tilt got none at all Tilt ain't got no no no A mother waits as still as the moonlight Standing in long grass with her cold cold nose What she feels so deep she will never show Baby don't you weep they'll turn the buffalo they'll turn the buffalo Our town our town do love a stampede Stampede by my old jacket in the park Someday I'll pick it up look for the maker and whisper Tilt ain't got no no no Tilt got none at all Tilt ain't got no no no not at all |
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from Scott Walker - Tilit (2005)
He was so strong
he was so bold When they made him they broke the mold If he heads this way when the moon is slow Come over and pray they'll turn the buffalo they'll turn the buffalo There's a need to sleep in the shag of his stomach Slide around his eye with your love in tow If he heads this way don't you say hello Get out of the way they'll turn the buffalo they'll turn the buffalo Our town our town do love a stampede Stampede by my jacket in the park Someday I'll pick it up look for the label and whisper Tilt ain't got no no no Tilt got none at all Tilt ain't got no no no A mother waits as still as the moonlight Standing in long grass with her cold cold nose What she feels so deep she will never show Baby don't you weep they'll turn the buffalo they'll turn the buffalo Our town our town do love a stampede Stampede by my old jacket in the park Someday I'll pick it up look for the maker and whisper Tilt ain't got no no no Tilt got none at all Tilt ain't got no no no not at all |
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from Scott Walker - Scott (1967)
Through a long and sleepless night
I whisper your name Through a long and sleepless night Of who is to blame Can't help but wonder If you're lonely too As I lie here and toss about So alone, so without you How I wish, my heart with me My memories alone Why must I re-dream, re-live The Joys we have known I pray that someday Our love will see the light 'til then In thick dark silence I beg my heart to replace All through and oh so long and sleepless night I pray that someday Our love will see the light 'til then In thick dark silence I beg my heart to replace All through alone so long and sleepless night |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 4 (2002)
As the morning turned my way
See birds flying through this hazy face And I came back here to replace your place in my life And didn't you know that I'm not the world's strongest man When it comes to you and your world I'm lost Can't you see the towers of mine they could shine like a dime Take me back again to your warm desire And again again again Longing for belongings here again And I need your love you know I can't pretend anymore And didn't you know that I'm not the world's strongest man When it comes to you and your world I'm lost Can't you see the towers of mine they could shine like a dime Take me back again to your warm desire ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By ENGEL, SCOTT <i>Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.</i> |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
Anybody seen a knight pass this way
I saw him playing chess with Death yesterday His crusade was a search for God and they say It's been a long way to carry on Anybody hear of plague in this town The town I've left behind was burned to the ground A young girl on a stake her face framed in flames cried I'm not a witch God knows my name The knight he watched with fear He needed to know He ran where he might feel God's breath And in the misty church He knelt to confess The face within the booth was Mr. Death My life's a vain pursuit of meaningless smiles Why can't God touch me with a sign Perhaps there's no one there answered the booth And Death hid within his cloak and smiled This morning I played chess with Death said the knight We played that he might grant me time My bishop and my knight will shatter his flanks And still I might feel God's heart in mine And through confession's grille Death's laughter was heard The knight cried No you've cheated me! But still I'll find a way We'll meet once again and once again Continue to play They met within the woods the knight his squire and friends And Death said now the game shall end The final move was made The knight hung his head And said you've won I've nothing left to play The minstrel filled with visions sang to his love To look against the stormy sky The knight his squire and friends Their hands held as one Solemnly danced toward the dawn His hourglass in his hand his scythe by his side The master Death he leads them on The rain will wash away the tears from their faces And as the thunder cracked they were gone |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 4 (2002)
Anybody seen a knight pass this way
I saw him playing chess with Death yesterday His crusade was a search for God and they say It's been a long way to carry on Anybody hear of plague in this town The town I've left behind was burned to the ground A young girl on a stake her face framed in flames cried I'm not a witch God knows my name The knight he watched with fear He needed to know He ran where he might feel God's breath And in the misty church He knelt to confess The face within the booth was Mr. Death My life's a vain pursuit of meaningless smiles Why can't God touch me with a sign Perhaps there's no one there answered the booth And Death hid within his cloak and smiled This morning I played chess with Death said the knight We played that he might grant me time My bishop and my knight will shatter his flanks And still I might feel God's heart in mine And through confession's grille Death's laughter was heard The knight cried No you've cheated me! But still I'll find a way We'll meet once again and once again Continue to play They met within the woods the knight his squire and friends And Death said now the game shall end The final move was made The knight hung his head And said you've won I've nothing left to play The minstrel filled with visions sang to his love To look against the stormy sky The knight his squire and friends Their hands held as one Solemnly danced toward the dawn His hourglass in his hand his scythe by his side The master Death he leads them on The rain will wash away the tears from their faces And as the thunder cracked they were gone |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Anybody seen a knight pass this way
I saw him playing chess with Death yesterday His crusade was a search for God and they say It's been a long way to carry on Anybody hear of plague in this town The town I've left behind was burned to the ground A young girl on a stake her face framed in flames cried I'm not a witch God knows my name The knight he watched with fear He needed to know He ran where he might feel God's breath And in the misty church He knelt to confess The face within the booth was Mr. Death My life's a vain pursuit of meaningless smiles Why can't God touch me with a sign Perhaps there's no one there answered the booth And Death hid within his cloak and smiled This morning I played chess with Death said the knight We played that he might grant me time My bishop and my knight will shatter his flanks And still I might feel God's heart in mine And through confession's grille Death's laughter was heard The knight cried No you've cheated me! But still I'll find a way We'll meet once again and once again Continue to play They met within the woods the knight his squire and friends And Death said now the game shall end The final move was made The knight hung his head And said you've won I've nothing left to play The minstrel filled with visions sang to his love To look against the stormy sky The knight his squire and friends Their hands held as one Solemnly danced toward the dawn His hourglass in his hand his scythe by his side The master Death he leads them on The rain will wash away the tears from their faces And as the thunder cracked they were gone |
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from Scott Walker - Scott (1967)
Lady came from Baltimore
All she wore was lace Didn't know that I was poor She never saw my place I was there to steal the money Take her rings and run Then I fell in love with the lady Got away with none Lady's name was Susan Moore Daddy was the law Didn't know that I was poor And lived outside the law Daddy said I was a thief Didn't have the love But I was Susan's true belief Married her for love I was there to steal the money Take her rings and run Then I fell in love with the lady Got away with none Now she lived and built a wall To keep the robbers out Didn't care a thing at all That's what I'm about I was there to steal the money Take her rings and run Then I fell in love with the lady Got away with none Then I fell in love with the lady Got away with none |
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Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes
Surround the night of me Mustache large like smoke from his cigar Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound Swallowing the pinwheel clowns Consuming all the women Like a giant sponge Snap! The waiters animate Luxuriate like planets whirling 'round the sun Collapsing next to me Shouts don't look sad Things aren't so bad They're just more wrong than right His brandy brimmed voice whispers Come with me I hold the key The city's ours tonight Pays the barmaid, slaps her ass She shrieks her gold teeth flash With rapturous delight Earthquaking the sawdust ground He grabs my arm and out into the famished night Now two blazing leaves burning up ground The tiny waltz of a merry go round Cascading lights for every heartbeat Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets Hurry faster don't look back His coattails snap his laughter's burning in my ears I ride upon this giant storm Through rust-red rooms where shadows breathe from every board The world is up for auction sales A thousand lies descend The women's tear-tracked cheeks Still we'll dance them on and on We can't stop now Not now until we reach the dawn Quick give us your lips Give us your thighs Give us your sad and devouring eyes Cascading tears for every heartbeat Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets |
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Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes
Surround the night of me Mustache large like smoke from his cigar Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound Swallowing the pinwheel clowns Consuming all the women Like a giant sponge Snap! The waiters animate Luxuriate like planets whirling 'round the sun Collapsing next to me Shouts don't look sad Things aren't so bad They're just more wrong than right His brandy brimmed voice whispers Come with me I hold the key The city's ours tonight Pays the barmaid, slaps her ass She shrieks her gold teeth flash With rapturous delight Earthquaking the sawdust ground He grabs my arm and out into the famished night Now two blazing leaves burning up ground The tiny waltz of a merry go round Cascading lights for every heartbeat Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets Hurry faster don't look back His coattails snap his laughter's burning in my ears I ride upon this giant storm Through rust-red rooms where shadows breathe from every board The world is up for auction sales A thousand lies descend The women's tear-tracked cheeks Still we'll dance them on and on We can't stop now Not now until we reach the dawn Quick give us your lips Give us your thighs Give us your sad and devouring eyes Cascading tears for every heartbeat Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets |
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Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes
Surround the night of me Mustache large like smoke from his cigar Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound Swallowing the pinwheel clowns Consuming all the women Like a giant sponge Snap! The waiters animate Luxuriate like planets whirling 'round the sun Collapsing next to me Shouts don't look sad Things aren't so bad They're just more wrong than right His brandy brimmed voice whispers Come with me I hold the key The city's ours tonight Pays the barmaid, slaps her ass She shrieks her gold teeth flash With rapturous delight Earthquaking the sawdust ground He grabs my arm and out into the famished night Now two blazing leaves burning up ground The tiny waltz of a merry go round Cascading lights for every heartbeat Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets Hurry faster don't look back His coattails snap his laughter's burning in my ears I ride upon this giant storm Through rust-red rooms where shadows breathe from every board The world is up for auction sales A thousand lies descend The women's tear-tracked cheeks Still we'll dance them on and on We can't stop now Not now until we reach the dawn Quick give us your lips Give us your thighs Give us your sad and devouring eyes Cascading tears for every heartbeat Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Walker Sings Jacques Brel (1991)
The girls
Are as fast as a game Are as bright as a flame And you're always to blame The girls Are as pink as the light And as dark as the night And they're always right The girls Are as cold as the sphinx Always dreaming of minks They drive you to drink The girls Are as soft as a sigh That whispers good-bye And leaves you to cry But the dogs Well, they're only dogs Just wagging their tails As they watch it end Oh, the dogs Well, they're only dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend The girls Can make you feel cold Can make you feel old An antique to be sold The girls They play with your heart They tear you apart You're never too smart The girls They throw you from towers They'll whip you with flowers It depends on the hours The girls Will treat you like trash Or let you be brash It depends on your cash But the dogs Don't depend on a thing They just lick your face When they see it end Oh, the dogs Don't depend on a thing And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls You know that they are vain They will poison your brain They will drive you insane The girls Will laugh at your jokes How they love the coat on (???) But it is all a hoax The girls Are still making dates they still making you wait and they say you are late The girls Are yours for a throw (?) At least you think so Ah but you will never know The dogs Well you know the dogs They lift up a leg As they see it end The dogs Well you know the dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls They're not what they seem They all have a scheme They call it a dream The girls Are as hot as they please And you're down on your knees With the greatest of ease The girls Say you're on the right track Then they take it all back Tie it up in a sack The girls They will give it of course But they give with such force That it gives you remorse But the dogs They give nothing at all They just lift a leg As they watch it end Oh, the dogs They give nothing at all And that's the reason why They're man's best friend And yet it's because of the girls When they've knocked us about And our tears want to shout That we kick the dogs out |
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The girls
Are as fast as a game Are as bright as a flame And you're always to blame The girls Are as pink as the light And as dark as the night And they're always right The girls Are as cold as the sphinx Always dreaming of minks They drive you to drink The girls Are as soft as a sigh That whispers good-bye And leaves you to cry But the dogs Well, they're only dogs Just wagging their tails As they watch it end Oh, the dogs Well, they're only dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend The girls Can make you feel cold Can make you feel old An antique to be sold The girls They play with your heart They tear you apart You're never too smart The girls They throw you from towers They'll whip you with flowers It depends on the hours The girls Will treat you like trash Or let you be brash It depends on your cash But the dogs Don't depend on a thing They just lick your face When they see it end Oh, the dogs Don't depend on a thing And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls You know that they are vain They will poison your brain They will drive you insane The girls Will laugh at your jokes How they love the coat on (???) But it is all a hoax The girls Are still making dates they still making you wait and they say you are late The girls Are yours for a throw (?) At least you think so Ah but you will never know The dogs Well you know the dogs They lift up a leg As they see it end The dogs Well you know the dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls They're not what they seem They all have a scheme They call it a dream The girls Are as hot as they please And you're down on your knees With the greatest of ease The girls Say you're on the right track Then they take it all back Tie it up in a sack The girls They will give it of course But they give with such force That it gives you remorse But the dogs They give nothing at all They just lift a leg As they watch it end Oh, the dogs They give nothing at all And that's the reason why They're man's best friend And yet it's because of the girls When they've knocked us about And our tears want to shout That we kick the dogs out |
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The girls
Are as fast as a game Are as bright as a flame And you're always to blame The girls Are as pink as the light And as dark as the night And they're always right The girls Are as cold as the sphinx Always dreaming of minks They drive you to drink The girls Are as soft as a sigh That whispers good-bye And leaves you to cry But the dogs Well, they're only dogs Just wagging their tails As they watch it end Oh, the dogs Well, they're only dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend The girls Can make you feel cold Can make you feel old An antique to be sold The girls They play with your heart They tear you apart You're never too smart The girls They throw you from towers They'll whip you with flowers It depends on the hours The girls Will treat you like trash Or let you be brash It depends on your cash But the dogs Don't depend on a thing They just lick your face When they see it end Oh, the dogs Don't depend on a thing And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls You know that they are vain They will poison your brain They will drive you insane The girls Will laugh at your jokes How they love the coat on (???) But it is all a hoax The girls Are still making dates they still making you wait and they say you are late The girls Are yours for a throw (?) At least you think so Ah but you will never know The dogs Well you know the dogs They lift up a leg As they see it end The dogs Well you know the dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls They're not what they seem They all have a scheme They call it a dream The girls Are as hot as they please And you're down on your knees With the greatest of ease The girls Say you're on the right track Then they take it all back Tie it up in a sack The girls They will give it of course But they give with such force That it gives you remorse But the dogs They give nothing at all They just lift a leg As they watch it end Oh, the dogs They give nothing at all And that's the reason why They're man's best friend And yet it's because of the girls When they've knocked us about And our tears want to shout That we kick the dogs out |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
The girls
Are as fast as a game Are as bright as a flame And you're always to blame The girls Are as pink as the light And as dark as the night And they're always right The girls Are as cold as the sphinx Always dreaming of minks They drive you to drink The girls Are as soft as a sigh That whispers good-bye And leaves you to cry But the dogs Well, they're only dogs Just wagging their tails As they watch it end Oh, the dogs Well, they're only dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend The girls Can make you feel cold Can make you feel old An antique to be sold The girls They play with your heart They tear you apart You're never too smart The girls They throw you from towers They'll whip you with flowers It depends on the hours The girls Will treat you like trash Or let you be brash It depends on your cash But the dogs Don't depend on a thing They just lick your face When they see it end Oh, the dogs Don't depend on a thing And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls You know that they are vain They will poison your brain They will drive you insane The girls Will laugh at your jokes How they love the coat on (???) But it is all a hoax The girls Are still making dates they still making you wait and they say you are late The girls Are yours for a throw (?) At least you think so Ah but you will never know The dogs Well you know the dogs They lift up a leg As they see it end The dogs Well you know the dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls They're not what they seem They all have a scheme They call it a dream The girls Are as hot as they please And you're down on your knees With the greatest of ease The girls Say you're on the right track Then they take it all back Tie it up in a sack The girls They will give it of course But they give with such force That it gives you remorse But the dogs They give nothing at all They just lift a leg As they watch it end Oh, the dogs They give nothing at all And that's the reason why They're man's best friend And yet it's because of the girls When they've knocked us about And our tears want to shout That we kick the dogs out |
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The car in front follows the long way around
Prey moves Predator moves Foreshortened angels hunting me down Halle -- halle -- halle Underkill Sticks in gutters Overkill Is personal Too many bullets Rabbi crater Keyed for action hits the marks I wish I was in Dixie Sleet switches silence To the shredding of larks Serifot Combs of honey Kellipot Saliva's coating balls of money You and me against the world You and me against the world You and me against the world World about to end World about to end World about to end Windblown hair in a windowless room A lifeline of knuckles Waddles into the afternoon Look into its eyes It will look into your eyes |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
IT'S A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT
FROM HERE TO THOSE STARS feathers on the sides of my fingers IT'S A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT FROM HERE TO THOSE TREMBLING STARS and the feathers so fresh and the nerves so fresh Do you swear the breastbone was bare I saw it and made my escape Do you have any doubt that he slept in that bed I can only repeat I never saw him Better listen before you fly all over your man Better listen before I spill you in if you could turn on your side move your touch to that hip Easy now easy now it's a beautiful night Garcia A cigarette for the prisoner THAT RIBBON CRACKS LIKE THIS ONE AND THIS ONE CRACKS LIKE THOSE OVER THERE AND THOSE OVER THERE CRACK LIKE THESE TWO BRINGING THOSE STRUTTERS BRINGING THOSE STRUTTERS AND THAT ONE CRACKS LIKE THESE DO AND THESE DO JUST LIKE THIS OVER HERE AND THIS OVER HERE And out on the rim All the calcium planets growing in the darkness All over the body the flapping body clickety click clickety click I have a greenlight for fifty thousand It was the month of july We had more in or going out You were responsible for rolling stock I can only repeat I never saw him in bed Do you know what happened to most of the children She opened the tent to tame a morsel of air before the sun came up |
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from Scott Walker - Tilit (2005)
IT'S A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT
FROM HERE TO THOSE STARS feathers on the sides of my fingers IT'S A BEAUTIFUL NIGHT FROM HERE TO THOSE TREMBLING STARS and the feathers so fresh and the nerves so fresh Do you swear the breastbone was bare I saw it and made my escape Do you have any doubt that he slept in that bed I can only repeat I never saw him Better listen before you fly all over your man Better listen before I spill you in if you could turn on your side move your touch to that hip Easy now easy now it's a beautiful night Garcia A cigarette for the prisoner THAT RIBBON CRACKS LIKE THIS ONE AND THIS ONE CRACKS LIKE THOSE OVER THERE AND THOSE OVER THERE CRACK LIKE THESE TWO BRINGING THOSE STRUTTERS BRINGING THOSE STRUTTERS AND THAT ONE CRACKS LIKE THESE DO AND THESE DO JUST LIKE THIS OVER HERE AND THIS OVER HERE And out on the rim All the calcium planets growing in the darkness All over the body the flapping body clickety click clickety click I have a greenlight for fifty thousand It was the month of july We had more in or going out You were responsible for rolling stock I can only repeat I never saw him in bed Do you know what happened to most of the children She opened the tent to tame a morsel of air before the sun came up |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
I've watched her from the river banks
I knew her when she danced with dreams White doves were there to dress her hair And so was Madelaine At night the people's faces danced Like pearls colliding on the breast Of fat Marie whose thunder laugh Was just a thread from crying Her sailors stained her cobblestones With wine and piss and death desire And sometimes blood for Madelaine Whose laughter was the night Her girls would lift their dresses high and breathe the stars and kiss the sky She'd smother them with whispers then Embrace them with her sighs Before the bottle dulled my eyes And made me so I couldn't stand I'd overact and play the clown When Madelaine would cry And now I watch from riverbanks I watch it weave it's memories White doves turned gray and flew away And so did Madelaine |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Two (2002)
I've watched her from the river banks
I knew her when she danced with dreams White doves were there to dress her hair And so was Madelaine At night the people's faces danced Like pearls colliding on the breast Of fat Marie whose thunder laugh Was just a thread from crying Her sailors stained her cobblestones With wine and piss and death desire And sometimes blood for Madelaine Whose laughter was the night Her girls would lift their dresses high and breathe the stars and kiss the sky She'd smother them with whispers then Embrace them with her sighs Before the bottle dulled my eyes And made me so I couldn't stand I'd overact and play the clown When Madelaine would cry And now I watch from riverbanks I watch it weave it's memories White doves turned gray and flew away And so did Madelaine |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
I've watched her from the river banks
I knew her when she danced with dreams White doves were there to dress her hair And so was Madelaine At night the people's faces danced Like pearls colliding on the breast Of fat Marie whose thunder laugh Was just a thread from crying Her sailors stained her cobblestones With wine and piss and death desire And sometimes blood for Madelaine Whose laughter was the night Her girls would lift their dresses high and breathe the stars and kiss the sky She'd smother them with whispers then Embrace them with her sighs Before the bottle dulled my eyes And made me so I couldn't stand I'd overact and play the clown When Madelaine would cry And now I watch from riverbanks I watch it weave it's memories White doves turned gray and flew away And so did Madelaine |
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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
I've watched her from the river banks
I knew her when she danced with dreams White doves were there to dress her hair And so was Madelaine At night the people's faces danced Like pearls colliding on the breast Of fat Marie whose thunder laugh Was just a thread from crying Her sailors stained her cobblestones With wine and piss and death desire And sometimes blood for Madelaine Whose laughter was the night Her girls would lift their dresses high and breathe the stars and kiss the sky She'd smother them with whispers then Embrace them with her sighs Before the bottle dulled my eyes And made me so I couldn't stand I'd overact and play the clown When Madelaine would cry And now I watch from riverbanks I watch it weave it's memories White doves turned gray and flew away And so did Madelaine |
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from Scott Walker - Scott (1967)
Now it begins, now that's you've gone
Needles and pins, twilight till dawn Watching the clock till you return Lighting that torch and watching it burn Now it begins, day after day This is my life, ticking away Waiting to hear footsteps that say Love will appear and this time to stay Each time you go I try to pretend It's over at last And this time the big hurt will end Now it begins, now that's you've gone Needles and pins, twilight till dawn But if you don't come back again I'll wonder when, oh when will it end The Big Hurt The Big Hurt The Big Hurt |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
Hello Mr. Big Shot
Say, you're looking smart I've had a tiring day I took the kids along to the park You've become a stranger Every night with the boys Got a new suit That old smile's come back And I kiss the children good night And I slip away on the newly waxed floor I've become a giant I fill every street I dwarf the rooftops I hunchback the moon Stars dance at my feet Leave it all behind me Screaming kids on my knee And the telly swallowing me And the neighbor shouting next door And the subway trembling the roller-skate floor I seek the buildings blazing with moonlight In Channing Way Their very eyes seem to suck you in with their laughter They seem to say You're all right now So stop a while behind our smile In Channing Way Oh to die of kisses Ecstasies and charms Pavements of poets will write that I died In nine angel's arms And they all were smiling Still seductive as sin in their eyes The man I had been No more hard luck stories to wear Nothing left to give Why the hell should I care Ann owns my smile and Mary's my shadow In Channing Way And with her cellophane sighs Celina the candle Begs me to stay You're all right now So stop a while behind our smile In Channing Way |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Two (2002)
Hello Mr. Big Shot
Say, you're looking smart I've had a tiring day I took the kids along to the park You've become a stranger Every night with the boys Got a new suit That old smile's come back And I kiss the children good night And I slip away on the newly waxed floor I've become a giant I fill every street I dwarf the rooftops I hunchback the moon Stars dance at my feet Leave it all behind me Screaming kids on my knee And the telly swallowing me And the neighbor shouting next door And the subway trembling the roller-skate floor I seek the buildings blazing with moonlight In Channing Way Their very eyes seem to suck you in with their laughter They seem to say You're all right now So stop a while behind our smile In Channing Way Oh to die of kisses Ecstasies and charms Pavements of poets will write that I died In nine angel's arms And they all were smiling Still seductive as sin in their eyes The man I had been No more hard luck stories to wear Nothing left to give Why the hell should I care Ann owns my smile and Mary's my shadow In Channing Way And with her cellophane sighs Celina the candle Begs me to stay You're all right now So stop a while behind our smile In Channing Way |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Hello Mr. Big Shot
Say, you're looking smart I've had a tiring day I took the kids along to the park You've become a stranger Every night with the boys Got a new suit That old smile's come back And I kiss the children good night And I slip away on the newly waxed floor I've become a giant I fill every street I dwarf the rooftops I hunchback the moon Stars dance at my feet Leave it all behind me Screaming kids on my knee And the telly swallowing me And the neighbor shouting next door And the subway trembling the roller-skate floor I seek the buildings blazing with moonlight In Channing Way Their very eyes seem to suck you in with their laughter They seem to say You're all right now So stop a while behind our smile In Channing Way Oh to die of kisses Ecstasies and charms Pavements of poets will write that I died In nine angel's arms And they all were smiling Still seductive as sin in their eyes The man I had been No more hard luck stories to wear Nothing left to give Why the hell should I care Ann owns my smile and Mary's my shadow In Channing Way And with her cellophane sighs Celina the candle Begs me to stay You're all right now So stop a while behind our smile In Channing Way |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
You always said I wouldn't stay
I guess you saw the way Before it all began I've always been a changin' train And when you think on this You might forgive me then Thanks for Chicago Mr James And all the shiny suits And all the shining names The things a country boy can't grace Without the look of shame Upon a city face And you needed more Than the smile I wore You picked me up on my way down The dusty one horse town I won't forget the jail The mayor's wife and Cadillac The sheriff on my back 'Til you put up the bail Thanks for Chicago Mr James You got a lot of grace But you're an empty place The dawn falls hard upon my face I'll move as I began Thru' fields without a plan Thanks for Chicago Mr James That world of grey and gold That watched you growing old The things I never saw I see To think that I'm still free And I'm not feeling cold |
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from Scott Walker - Scott (1967)
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning
Flowers and my body feels like lead Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today Hammers from striking nails into clay Her face penetrates the blue gray morning Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear That summer was stolen away Such a small love Such a little tear You would laugh so loud If you could see us here With my one suit Badly pressed and worn Like a child left In the world alone He speaks I don't hear a word he's saying Hang on to the pine trees and the snow Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand They'll help you get by for a while Such a small love Such a little tear Is this all that's left On your cheek so pale His shallow half lit eyes His rotted teeth grown on Our drunken madman nights Ending up in jail Midnight mornings Drenched in day-glo red Words colliding Things we left unsaid Perfumed pillows Girls that clung so near Such a small love Such a little tear |
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from Scott Walker - Boy Child (1999)
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning
Flowers and my body feels like lead Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today Hammers from striking nails into clay Her face penetrates the blue gray morning Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear That summer was stolen away Such a small love Such a little tear You would laugh so loud If you could see us here With my one suit Badly pressed and worn Like a child left In the world alone He speaks I don't hear a word he's saying Hang on to the pine trees and the snow Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand They'll help you get by for a while Such a small love Such a little tear Is this all that's left On your cheek so pale His shallow half lit eyes His rotted teeth grown on Our drunken madman nights Ending up in jail Midnight mornings Drenched in day-glo red Words colliding Things we left unsaid Perfumed pillows Girls that clung so near Such a small love Such a little tear |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning
Flowers and my body feels like lead Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today Hammers from striking nails into clay Her face penetrates the blue gray morning Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear That summer was stolen away Such a small love Such a little tear You would laugh so loud If you could see us here With my one suit Badly pressed and worn Like a child left In the world alone He speaks I don't hear a word he's saying Hang on to the pine trees and the snow Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand They'll help you get by for a while Such a small love Such a little tear Is this all that's left On your cheek so pale His shallow half lit eyes His rotted teeth grown on Our drunken madman nights Ending up in jail Midnight mornings Drenched in day-glo red Words colliding Things we left unsaid Perfumed pillows Girls that clung so near Such a small love Such a little tear |
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from Scott Walker - Classics & Collectibles (2005)
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning
Flowers and my body feels like lead Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today Hammers from striking nails into clay Her face penetrates the blue gray morning Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear That summer was stolen away Such a small love Such a little tear You would laugh so loud If you could see us here With my one suit Badly pressed and worn Like a child left In the world alone He speaks I don't hear a word he's saying Hang on to the pine trees and the snow Reach out grab the memories that are left for your hand They'll help you get by for a while Such a small love Such a little tear Is this all that's left On your cheek so pale His shallow half lit eyes His rotted teeth grown on Our drunken madman nights Ending up in jail Midnight mornings Drenched in day-glo red Words colliding Things we left unsaid Perfumed pillows Girls that clung so near Such a small love Such a little tear |
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from Scott Walker - Scott Walker Sings Jacques Brel (1991)
Sons of the thief, sons of the saint
Who is the child with no complaint Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears The cries at night, the nightmare fears Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own... So long ago: long, long, ago... But sons of tycoons or sons of the farms All of the children ran from your arms Through fields of gold, through fields of ruin All of the children vanished too soon In tow'ring waves, in walls of flesh Among dying birds trembling with death Sons of tycoons or sons of the farms All of the children ran from your arms... So long ago: long, long, ago... But sons of your sons or sons passing by Children we lost in lullabies Sons of true love or sons of regret All of the sons you cannot forget Some built the roads, some wrote the poems Some went to war, some never came home Sons of your sons or sons passing by Children we lost in lullabies... So long ago: long, long, ago But, sons of the theif, sons of the saint Who is the child with no complaint Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears The cries at night, the nightmare fears Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own... |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
Sons of the thief, sons of the saint
Who is the child with no complaint Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears The cries at night, the nightmare fears Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own... So long ago: long, long, ago... But sons of tycoons or sons of the farms All of the children ran from your arms Through fields of gold, through fields of ruin All of the children vanished too soon In tow'ring waves, in walls of flesh Among dying birds trembling with death Sons of tycoons or sons of the farms All of the children ran from your arms... So long ago: long, long, ago... But sons of your sons or sons passing by Children we lost in lullabies Sons of true love or sons of regret All of the sons you cannot forget Some built the roads, some wrote the poems Some went to war, some never came home Sons of your sons or sons passing by Children we lost in lullabies... So long ago: long, long, ago But, sons of the theif, sons of the saint Who is the child with no complaint Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears The cries at night, the nightmare fears Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own... |
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from Scott Walker - Scott 3 (2006)
Sons of the thief, sons of the saint
Who is the child with no complaint Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears The cries at night, the nightmare fears Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own... So long ago: long, long, ago... But sons of tycoons or sons of the farms All of the children ran from your arms Through fields of gold, through fields of ruin All of the children vanished too soon In tow'ring waves, in walls of flesh Among dying birds trembling with death Sons of tycoons or sons of the farms All of the children ran from your arms... So long ago: long, long, ago... But sons of your sons or sons passing by Children we lost in lullabies Sons of true love or sons of regret All of the sons you cannot forget Some built the roads, some wrote the poems Some went to war, some never came home Sons of your sons or sons passing by Children we lost in lullabies... So long ago: long, long, ago But, sons of the theif, sons of the saint Who is the child with no complaint Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own The same sweet smiles, the same sad tears The cries at night, the nightmare fears Sons of the great or sons unknown All were children like your own... |
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from Scott Walker - In 5 Easy Pieces (2005)
In the time of an exile
from the jails of another where soundings are taken raw to his eyes. I have walked the way from him down to splintering bone ashes with your voice shining sea in his fractures and skys. There are no voices here. There are only confessions. keeping him hidden weighed out of his name We have entered deserted. He has gazed from my windows as if all that replaced us could still end in me. For the first time unwoken I am returned. For the first time unwoken I am returned. He arrives from a place with a face of fast sun. Arrives from a space his refuge overrun. She will fold him away in his badly changed hand. Fold him away far behinf where I am. For the first time forgetting I am returned. As if all that replaced us ends it again as if all that replaced us ends. |
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from Scott Walker - Climate Of Hunter (2006)
In the time of an exile
from the jails of another where soundings are taken raw to his eyes. I have walked the way from him down to splintering bone ashes with your voice shining sea in his fractures and skys. There are no voices here. There are only confessions. keeping him hidden weighed out of his name We have entered deserted. He has gazed from my windows as if all that replaced us could still end in me. For the first time unwoken I am returned. For the first time unwoken I am returned. He arrives from a place with a face of fast sun. Arrives from a space his refuge overrun. She will fold him away in his badly changed hand. Fold him away far behinf where I am. For the first time forgetting I am returned. As if all that replaced us ends it again as if all that replaced us ends. |
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