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Caelum Damnata
02:10
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Do you ever feel free
Do you ever feel gravity
Why is the blue open to you
when it grates me
Suffocates me
How wide open does a space feel when you're wading through a soup of nitro oxygen and carbon dioxide?
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2. |
How To Play The Bones
02:16
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It's probably best to reach the end
And do your best to just pretend
That you and I were never even there
Instead of falling on my sword
I sing and play my omnichord
I'd love to make you listen
But there's too much competition
Each day I travel cattle class
Without the blinkers or the grass
And city boys can't even wear a mask
The compensation's very poor
I cannot do it anymore
I'm broke, depressed and ill and
Worried for my children
But if I learnt to play the bones
And people heard my dulcet tones
Perhaps they'd pay a tenner on the door
Then at the end give a big hand
And step right up to my merch stand
Make me feel accomplished for a while
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3. |
Colossus of Rhodes
04:07
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I am lonely
I am small
I'm graffiti on your garden wall
I'm a misery
I'm a bum
But with you in my life I am the sun
I'm Colossus of Rhodes
Colossus of Rhodes
Colossus of Rhodes because I've got you
Well I hate it here
It's a swizz
I don't know who anyone is
It's the ignorance
It's the greed
But having you on my side's all I need
I'm Colossus of Rhodes
Colossus of Rhodes
Colossus of Rhodes because I've got you
I get beat down
You show me how to be
Colossus of Rhodes
Colossus of Rhodes
I'm Colossus of Rhodes because I've got you
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Drama Pyramid
02:03
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Get back, get on, get by
Hoist by my own petard
I can't tell you when I'm struggling
Because there's been no change in that regard
I've gone stupid from lack of experience
I'm gridlocked from lack of time
I cannot break the cycle
I cannot cross the line
I cannot break the cycle
I cannot cross the line
I cannot break the cycle
I cannot escape
I cannot escape the pyramid
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5. |
Wounded Sovereign I
01:17
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Kilroy Woz Ere
With a pitcher of beer and a look of fear
What a caper
My name won't make the paper
Warriors, magicians, lovers, kings
I fear I am none of those things
and Henry VIII had gout
I'm not so assertive as to call you out
Call me a girl's blouse
I only feel at home in my house
My inevitable aneurysm
The broken brain that produces this jism
Skim the cream
It's not worth anything
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Guthlac of Crowland
00:48
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One-eyed magpie is a pauper in the land of the crow
Launched high from Tudor gates
Go well, go well
Never-ending nervous breakdown
Alligators & lovers, horny even at the permafrost
You wounded warrior
Go well, go well
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7. |
Crying Boy
01:52
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I'm a blue boy up on your wall
To keep away the neighbours should they ever come to call
I'm a sad little urchin who's conveying the message:
'I'll make you regret every hanging me in your passage'
I'm the crying boy
I fear I'm cursed
I'm the crying boy
I'm just the worst
I'm the crying boy
Look into my large sad eyes
I'm the crying boy
Spreading doom and gloom
I'm the crying boy
From room to room
I'm the crying boy
I hope your house does not burn down
I'm a blue boy up on your wall
Affecting your insurance and making you feel small
Get rid of me and you might feel you can rest again
Or maybe I'm best left to the paranormal investigators
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8. |
Bird Feather Majestic
03:23
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9. |
Post Office Queue
01:37
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This is a thought I had in the Post Office queue
on Green Street, 9:15 on December the third
Envelopes in my hand and a parcel under my arm
You're getting better all the time
I'm getting worse somehow
You're learning to live with Academia
You throw me a smile
All the while
You're learning to live with somebody's depression
Self improvement in you
Is improvement in me
I get a lot from watching you grow
I will die happy now that I know
This love in my home
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10. |
Boudican Event Horizon
01:56
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Evil followed me as a doom
A doom yet completed
Into the autumn, out of the winter
& when my cold arms twine round your shoulders
Remember what the ancients taught us
We do not see six feet below
Ground Zero is simply much higher now
Meadows choked behind cellar doors
Cobblestones lost to the sewer floors
Evil followed me as a doom
A doom yet completed
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11. |
Wounded Sovereign II
01:29
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My brain is too broken for vitality
And the fact I'm not an artist is the great tragedy of my life
No one ever told you
You were good enough just the way you were
No one ever told you
The possibilities are endless
And that's about all I can muster
Before I just want to lay down and put on 'Cluster
& Eno' and stare at the ceiling
And think on the presence or absence of feeling
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12. |
Love Alibi
00:25
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You are my alibi
That despite the sadness
I was loved
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