1. |
Strange Dress Parade
04:16
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STRANGE DRESS PARADE
THE ARROW OF YEARS
SURELY THERE’S SOME MISTAKE
NO ONE SAID GO
YET WE’RE HERE AT THE END
TALKING OF THEN
AND BRIDGES WE NEVER MADE
REHEARSALS OF LIFE
IN THIS STRANGE DRESS PARADE
THE HORSES BLACK
MAJESTY IN THEIR EYES
CASTING NO SHADOWS
TOOK EVERYONES BREATH
THE CARRIAGE IS DONE
LEADING THE PAIN AWAY
THE REST LEFT TO WALK
IN THIS STRANGE DRESS PARADE
THE WORDS AND THE SONGS
POEMS HAVE LOST AND BRAVE
SCATTERED BEFORE US
LIKE TEARS TO OUR FEET
SHOULD WE EVEN DARE
TO LAUGH OR TO BE AFRAID
PRETEND IT’S NOT REAL
IN THIS STRANGE DRESS PARADE
WHAT NOW MY BROTHER
WHOSE ARE THE MEMORIES
SHOWING ME FACES
WITH EYES I CANT TOUCH
BUT I WILL NOT FORGET
THE REASONS FOR SHARING THIS
WARM COAT OF YOURS
IN THIS STRANGE DRESS PARADE
© GARETH M BALCH 2001
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2. |
Dont Look Back
04:10
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DONT LOOK BACK
3AM BARELY MOVES WITH INCIDENT
THOUGH THE NIGHT TIME NOT AFRAID TO LEAVE A MARK
FOR SOMETHING THAT I MIGHT HAVE FEARED
CAUGHT ME OUT ALONE AND IN THE DARK
SAID DONT LOOK BACK
PHOTOGRAPHS THAT STARE AT ME I HEAR THEM LAUGH
ALTHOUGH I GUESS NOT DELIBERATELY UNKIND
IT’S JUST THAT I REMEMBER WHEN
YOU GAZED INTO THAT CAMERA LENS AND SMILED
THEY ALL COME BACK
LATE INTO THE NIGHT TIME
SILENCE AND ME
WE TALK ALONE
BUT THEN I HEAR A VOICE AND I CALL OUT YOUR NAME
I CALL OUT YOUR NAME YOU DONT LOOK BACK HERE
OR TRY EXPLAIN
WHY IT IS WE’LL NEVER MEET AGAIN
WHY MEMORIES JUST CAN’T IGNORE THE PAIN
AND DON’T LOOK BACK
DREAMS REMIND ME HOW THE FUTURE MIGHT HAVE BEEN
WHILE REALITY WELL IT HASN’T BEEN SO CRUEL
SEEMS THAT I’M GONNA BE OK
SEEMS THAT ANYONE CAN BE A FOOL
JUST DONT LOOK BACK
LATE INTO THE NIGHT TIME
HEARTACHE AND ME
WE SHARE ALONE
BUT THEN I HEAR YOUR VOICE AND YOU CALL OUT YOUR NAME
YOU CALL OUT MY NAME BUT YOU DONT LOOK BACK HERE
OR TRY EXPLAIN
WHY IT IS WE’LL NEVER MEET AGAIN
WHY MEMORIES JUST CAN’T IGNORE THE PAIN
AND DON’T LOOK BACK
© GARETH M BALCH 2007
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3. |
The Gallery
06:21
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THE GALLERY
THE GALLERY WAS OPENED THEY WERE COMING THICK AND FAST
THE BEAUTIFUL AND THE UGLY FROM THE PRESENT AND THE PAST
SOME OF THEM ARRIVED ALONE OTHERS CAME IN PACKS
VINCENT LOOKIN SIDEWAYS
CHAMPAGNE BOTTLES CRACKED
AND THE SHOW WAS ON
FEET BY FOOT AND ELBOW THEY KEPT ON POURING IN
THE CAVITY WAS ENDLESS STRETCHIN EVERY SKIN
REPORTERS THEY APPLAUDED THEY WERE MIGHTILY ENTERTAINED
BY THE THUNDER AND THE LIGHTENING
THEY THOUGHT HAD BEEN ARRANGED
AND THE AIR WAS HOT
BOSCH CALLED FOR A PORTER SAID RE-ARRANGE THESE WALLS
YOU GOTTA MOVE THAT ALTER SEEMS GOYA TOOK THE CALL
NO-ONE KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED MAYBE ONE OF THOSE MISTAKES
SHOWIN FRANCIS OF ASSISI
CHOKIN ON A SNAKE
BUT NOBODY CRIED
IN RABID EXPECTATION THEY EAGERLY CONFESSED
ALL MANNER OF CONNECTION THEY PRACTISED TO EXCESS
A SHOW OF BACCHANALIA TO EVERYONES DELIGHT
SOME LIT UP A CANDLE
SOME COULDN’T TAKE THE LIGHT
BUT IT ALL BURNED ON
PANDEMONIUM ERUPTED THE BUTTON WAS DEPRESSED
THE PHOTOCELLS WERE POPPIN PILLS JOINED UP THE REST
A DOG PISSED ON PISSARO CONFUSION JUST GOT WORSE
THE CABARET EXPLODED
FROM A PRESIDENTIAL HEARSE
WITH SEATS FOR ALL
RASPUTIN LOOKED AT STALIN AND KNELT DOWN BY HIS FEET
WHO WAS BUSY SHARING AUTOGRAPHS WITH THE PEASANTS FROM THE STREETS
AND POPE PAUL THE SECOND ONLY ONCE WAS HE APPROACHED
BY A MINER FROM JERUSALEM
EAGER FOR HIS VOTE
AND A PROMISED LAND
THIRTY NIGHTS AND FORTY LIVES THE SHOW KEPT CRASHIN ON
SOME WERE BASHIN BIBLES OTHERS QUOTING GONGS
ALL THIS FOR A CHARITY TO RELIEVE SOMEBODYS ITCH
THE HOLE WAS GETTIN DEEPER
AND SLIDIN DOWN A DITCH
WITH NO WAY BACK
DEPRAVITY AND DIGNITY WERE RAPIDLY EXPOSED
TO THE JURY OF THE MARTYRS WHO FEARFULLY OPPOSED
COLLECTION OF THE ARMOURY FOUND BURIED IN THE NAVE
RELYING ON THE PRINTED WORD
SOMEBODY MIGHT BE SAVED
BUT THE PAGE WAS BLANK
THE AIR WAS GETTING THICKER THE CHIFFON WEARING THIN
TIL EVERYONE WAS NAKED AND POINTING AT HER AND HIM
BUT IN THE HALL OF MIRRORS WAS IT A CASE OF SUICIDE
OR A SIMPLE LACK OF HUMOUR
THAT TOOK THEM FOR THE RIDE
BUT THEY STILL GOT ON
THE HEAT WAS RISING NICELY A PLEASURE TO EMBRACE
THE CALIBRE OF THE OCCUPANTS AND THE PLASTIC ON THEIR FACE
GONNA CHANGE MY NAME TO JESUS SAID GOEBELS AS A JOKE
NO ONE CAUGHT HIS COMMENT
AS HE SLIPPED INTO THE SMOKE
OF LANGUAGE LOST
PAGANINI HAD AN IDEA HEY LETS AUCTION OFF THIS PLACE
BUT NO-ONE REALLY CARED AS IT CORRODED IN DISGRACE
THE APATHY WAS HUMMING OF A TURPENTINE SMELL
ONE SOLITARY BID
AND I’LL TAKE YOU LOT AS WELL
AND THEN HE GRINNED
WITH A SWEEPING BOW HE MURMURED I APPRECIATE YOUR CALL
I HOPE I HAVE PROVIDED SATISFACTION FOR YOU ALL
THEN THE GALLERY JUST VANISHED HE WAS LEFT ALONE AT LAST
I WONDER WHO THEY WERE HE SAID
THE WIND PICKED UP THE PAST
AND THE AIR WAS STILL.
© G M Balch 2001
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4. |
To A Falling Of Snow
04:48
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TO A FALLING OF SNOW
DO NOT THINK ABOUT US AS ABANDONED IN TIME
AND TRY NOT TO LINGER ON MY MOMENTS OF DYING
RIGHT NOW I CANT HELP YOU ITS A PART OF THE PAIN
PLEASE DON’T ASK ME WITH QUESTIONS THAT WE CANNOT EXPLAIN
DO NOT BE CONCERNED THAT I LIE HERE ALONE
AND DO NOT BE AFRAID OF THE WORDS ON THE STONE
NOW ALL THEY WILL TELL YOU IS THAT TIMES MOVING ON
BUT THEY CANNOT REVEAL OF WHERE TO OR HOW LONG
SO COVER ME GENTLY WITH A FALLING OF SNOW
I DO NOT SEEK TO REST WHERE THE CLEAR WATERS GO
NEITHER DO I FEAR I CANNOT TAKE YOU WITH ME
FOR WHEREVER I GO NOW IS WHERE WE SHOULD BE
MAYBE MANY A SAD MOMENT WILL BE LAID IN YOUR WAY
FROM MANY A GOODBYE WITH SO MUCH LEFT TO SAY
BUT NO WORDS KNOWN TO TELL YOU THAT TIME CANT UNDO
HOW THIS HEART NOW SO STILL KEEPS ON BEATING WITH YOU
SO COVER ME GENTLY WITH A FALLING OF SNOW
IT IS ONLY FOR THE WHILE THERE IS A NEED TO LET GO
AND AS DESTINY TELLS WE WILL MEET ONCE AGAIN
NOW JUST FOR THIS MOMENT WE CANNOT KNOW WHEN
DO NOT STUMBLE FROM SORROW BUT PAUSE FOR A WHILE
AND YOU’LL FIND IN THERE SOMEWHERE THERE ARE REASONS TO SMILE
FROM A MOVEMENT IN THE AIR OR THE CATCHING OF AN EYE
OR IN A WORD SOFTLY SPOKEN ALL DEATH IS DEFIED
SO COVER ME GENTLY WITH A FALLING OF SNOW
NO FOOTPRINTS ARE NEEDED TO GUIDE WHERE WE GO
NOW TRUST ME TO FIND YOU THROUGH A CORNER OF THE SKIES
WAITING TO TAKE YOU FROM THESE FINAL GOODBYES
WAITING TO TAKE YOU FROM ANY MORE GOODBYES
© GARETH M BALCH 2005
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5. |
Theres A River
04:50
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THERE’S A RIVER FLOWING THROUGH ME
I LOOKED INTO THE EYES OF SORROW
I LOOKED INTO A HEART OF FEARS
I LISTENED WHILE THE STORY OPENED UP INSIDE
I RECOGNISED THE FALLEN TEARS
THERE’S A RIVER FLOWING THROUGH ME
I NEVER HEARD TO PLACE ITS CALL
NO TURN OR CHASE THAT I COULD FOLLOW
NO OCEANS TIME TO RISE OR FALL
THERE’S A RIVER FLOWING THROUGH ME
BEARS NO REACH OF SAND OR STONE
TRIED AT TIMES REMIND THAT I SHOULD SEEK TO GROUND
NOT HARBOUR LOVERS LEFT ALONE
THERE’S A RIVER FLOWING THROUGH ME
CARRIED ICE TO HEAT AND AGE
LEAVING SPRINGTIME BY THE MEADOWS
WHILE AUTUMN SCATTERED DREAMS WITH RAGE
THERE’S A RIVER FLOWING THROUGH ME
AT ONE TIME TOOK ME TO YOUR SIDE
BUT WHEN I STOPPED AND HADES KISSED MY SWOLLEN MOUTH
NOT ONLY STOLEN WATERS DIED
THERE’S A RIVER FLOWING THROUGH ME
I FEEL IT SLOWLY DRAIN AWAY
DROWNING LOVERS WHERE THEY’RE SWIRLING
TURNING ALL SO NONE WILL STAY
THERE’S A RIVER RUNNING THROUGH ME
DRIED UPON SOME LONESOME BED
WASHED AWAY INSIDE A STORM THAT LOVE UNLEASHED
PAID THE FLOWING WATERS DEBT
© GARETH M BALCH 2005
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6. |
A Dirty Point Of View
06:17
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A DIRTY POINT OF VIEW
SO I CAME UP SKUNKING PHEROMONES WONDERING WHAT TO SAY
NOW SHOULD I BE POLITE OR MORE UPFRONT
THOUGH SURVIVING INTRODUCTIONS WHERE WE PUT OUR GUNS AWAY
STILL I STRUGGLED FOR A RHYME THAT WEREN’T SO BLUNT
WHEN I LOOKED AT YOU YOU LOOKED AWAY LIKE THERE’S SOMETHING UPON MY HEAD
AND YET ALL THE WHILE WE WERE DRIBBLING ON THAT TUNE
COULD IT BE THAT I WAS THINKING OF SUCKING TONGUES INSTEAD
TAKE AN EARLY NIGHT IN THE EARLY AFTERNOON
YEA ITS ALL SADLY OH SO TRUE
THE PAINTING UPON THE WALL HAS COME UNGLUED
AND IN THE DISTANCE I KNOW YOU CAN SEE IT TOO
YOU AND ME AND A DIRTY POINT OF VIEW
SO WE RUMMAGED ON THAT FLOOR LIKE A GUITAR WITH A THOUSAND STRINGS
HOT RIPPING THROUGH THE SPLINTERS WITH OUR NAILS
HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT OF A SAXOPHONE YOU THEN ASKED ME WITH A GRIN
AND THAT’S WHEN I FELT MY SOUL HAD BEEN IMPALED
SHOULD I NOT HAVE BEEN CONCERNED AT THIS MAYBE COWERED BEHIND A SMILE
OR KID YOU BABE I DIDN’T UNDERSTAND YOUR JOKE
OR THAT I COULD SEE IT COMING THERE REGARDLESS OF THE MILES
FOR I WROTE IT DOWN BEFORE YOU EVEN SPOKE
YEA ITS ALL SADLY OH SO TRUE
THE PAINTING UPON THE WALL HAS COME UNGLUED
AND IN THE DISTANCE I KNOW YOU CAN SEE IT TOO
YOU AND ME AND A DIRTY POINT OF VIEW
NOW I WASN’T SURE QUITE WHO YOU WERE SO I TRIFLED THROUGH YOUR BOX
REALLY DESPERATE FOR A PASSPORT OR A SIGN
SO IMAGINE MY SURPRISE THEN WHEN I FOUND THE FUTURE LOCKED
AND HISTORY JUST ANOTHER NEUTERED CRIME
NOW I DISCOVERED YOU IN MAGAZINE CALLED PLEASURES FROM THE ZOO
WITH A BOUQUET OF YOUR GLOSSY CENTRE SPREAD
SO CAREFULLY I EASED YOU OUT WHERE THE STAPLES CUT IT THROUGH
I KISSED YOU THERE BUT YOU WANTED PAIN INSTEAD
YEA ITS ALL SADLY OH SO TRUE
THE PAINTING UPON THE WALL HAS COME UNGLUED
AND IN THE DISTANCE I KNOW YOU CAN SEE IT TOO
YOU AND ME AND A DIRTY POINT OF VIEW
NOW WAS I JUST A MAGGOT ON A HOOK UPON A LINE
AND THE LINE THAT I GOT HOOKED UPON WAS YOURS
AN’ SO MAYBE I FELT DIRTY WHEN YOU PUT YOURS NEXT TO MINE
AND THEN EVEN MORE WHEN YOU SAID WELL ITS JUST BECAUSE
ALL THE BARTER AND SEDUCTION YOU HAD SPENT UPON YOUR SKINS
HAD ME CRAWLING LIKE A PAUPER BY COMPARE
SO WE TALKED OF BROKEN HEARTED AND THATS WHY THE RUBBER STINGS
ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU QUESTIONED WHY I WAS THERE
YEA ITS ALL SADLY OH SO TRUE
THE PAINTING UPON THE WALL HAS COME UNGLUED
AND IN THE DISTANCE I KNOW YOU CAN SEE IT TOO
YOU AND ME AND A DIRTY POINT OF VIEW
NOW I REALLY FELT QUITE FOOLISH JUST DANCING IN MY SOCKS
A NAKED MAN FULLY CLOTHED AND BLIND
CONFUSED BY OPPORTUNITY UNAWARE THAT WHEN SHE KNOCKS
THE ONLY MUSIC HEARD WAS IN MY MIND
FOR YOU SPUN ME SO SUBLIMELY WHEN YOU STARTED TO UNLOAD
KEPT REMINDING ME THEN OF DYNAMITE IN MIME
AND SO I HUNG THEM ON MY WALL BOTH THE PRINCESS AND THE TOAD
SO’S TO PACIFY LOVE BITCHING THROUGH MY MIND
YEA ITS ALL SADLY OH SO TRUE
THE PAINTING UPON THE WALL HAS COME UNGLUED
AND IN THE DISTANCE I KNOW YOU CAN SEE IT TOO
YOU AND ME AND A DIRTY POINT OF VIEW
© G M BALCH 2007
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7. |
The Ladies Lament
03:51
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THE LADIES LAMENT
SHE SAID I DONT WANT SEX BUT I WANNA MAKE LOVE
AND WE CAN SHARE SOME EROTIC MOMENTS TOO
BUT WHEN I OPEN MY EYES I DON’T NEED A SURPRISE
ALL I WANNA SEE THERE IS YOU
SHE SAID DONT HOLD BACK ON THE THOUGHTS IN YOUR HEAD
COME AND SAY WHAT YOU’RE NEEDING TO SAY
I CAN HANDLE THE TRUTH NO MATTER WHAT I REPLY
JUST TRY TO MAKE IT LIKE ITS FUNNY AND IN PLAY
NOW DON’T TREAT ME LIKE YOU NEVER SEEN A WOMAN BEFORE
AND DONT TREAT ME LIKE YOU SEEN THAT MANY TOO
TOUCH ME LIKE YOU’RE KNOWING ALL THE MOVES THAT I MAKE
BUT THEN BE SO SURPRISED WHEN I DO
I DON’T WANT YOU TO FUMBLE WITH MY HEART OR MY NAME
AND KEEP COOL COS YOU AINT UP FOR TRIAL
COME LOOK AT ME TELL ME DO YOU THINK THIS IS WRONG
AN IF ITS YES WELL YOUR SIMPLY IN DENIAL
SHE SAID I REALLY GOT SOMETHING THAT IM WANTING TO GIVE
BUT I’M NOT TRYING TO GIVE IT ALL AWAY
NO I AINT THAT PRECIOUS JUST A LITTLE ON EDGE
COS YOU’RE MAKING ME MOVE IN THAT WAY
SHE SAID I WANNA BE THERE WATCH YOU OPEN YOUR EYES
HEAR YOU SPEAKING MY NAME AND THEN SMILE
TO BE THERE AND TALK OR SAY NOTHING AT ALL
MAKE IT EASY TO LAY THERE FOR A WHILE
SHE SAID TOUCH ME SOFTLY LIKE I’M MADE OUT OF SKIN
KISS ME LIKE YOU WANT ME TO STAY
AND IF YOU’RE FEELING THE NEED TO MOVE A LITTLE BIT ROUGH
WELL DO IT IN A GENTLE KIND OF WAY
SHE SAID IT REALLY WONT BE WHAT YOU THINK THAT YOU WANT
QUITE SOON YOU’LL FIND OUT WHAT YOU NEED
YOU’LL BE BEGGING FOR MORE IN FACT CRAWLING THE FOOR
TRYIN A FIGURE SHOULD YOU FOLLOW OR YOU LEAD
SEEMS I’M GETTING THIS MESSAGE THAT MAYBE YOU’RE SHY
OR THEN AGAIN THAT YOU’RE THINKIN THAT I’M RUDE
I’VE HEARD SEX IS A PROBLEM IF IT DON’T MAKE YOU LAUGH
AND LETS FACE IT I’M A SCREAM IN THE NUDE
SO IF ANY OF THIS MEANS ANYTHING AT ALL
GO PUNCH ALL THEM BUTTONS ON YOUR PHONE
I WANNA SAY I LOVE YOU BUT WHO SHOULD I TELL
IF I’M SITTING HERE AND SITTIN ALL ALONE
© GARETH M BALCH 2005
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8. |
To Kill The Tiger
04:00
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TO KILL THE TIGER
WHEN THE WORLD YOU ONCE BELIEVED IN SAYS NOW HERE’S THE REAL ONE
WHEN YOUR EYES REMIND THEY HAVE NO WISH TO SEE ME
WHEN 3AM IS NEVER QUITE THE RIGHT TIME
WHEN THE RAINBOWS IN THE WATERS CONFIRM ILLUSION
WHEN THE LOVE THAT LOVED ME NOW SAYS I’M SO SORRY
WHEN THE HEART IS JUST A RHYTHM MUSCLE RUNNING
YEA TIME FOR YOU AND I TO KILL THE TIGER
OH YEA
WHEN THE VOICES THAT YOU RECOGNISED ARE SILENT
WHEN YOUR FINGERS ALL BEEN CRUSHED FROM IDLE STRUMMING
WHEN THE VERY ACT OF LIFE HAS NO REHEARSAL
AND DEATH REMINDS YOU WHY YOU LACK DIRECTION
WHEN I PROMISED YOU I WOULD NEVER CRY LOVE
THE SAFETY NET I STRUNG WITHOUT THE WIRE
YEA TIME FOR YOU AND I TO KILL THE TIGER
HMM
WHEN THE WORDS FIND HOW THEY STRUGGLE FOR RECOGNITION
AN EMPTY PAGE DRAWS EVERY EXPLANATION
WHEN THE CHOICE YOU NEARLY MADE WAS NOT AN OPTION
WHEN ALL THAT I CAN OFFER IS YOUR FREEDOM
TO LOVE ANOTHER IN THE WAY YOU COULD NOT LOVE ME
SO IF I CAN BURY ALL YOUR GHOSTS BESIDE ME
THEN IT’S TIME FOR YOU AND I TO KILL THE TIGER
OH YEA
© GARETH M BALCH 3rd July 2006
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9. |
Ranting On The Pile
04:12
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RANTING ON THE PILE
WHEN EVERY LAST VOTE COUNTS FAILURE TO SLIDE MOUNTS YOUR PLATFORM IS GRUBBY YOUR HAND SEEN DRIPPIN WITH BLOOD
BLAME IT ON A SHARP SHARK CORRIDORS ARE SO DARK MAYBE YOU’RE BLEEDING OR MAYBE YOU’RE CLAIMING ITS MUD
STRIPPING DOWN A BLOWN FACE FAFFING ROUND IN MY SPACE EVENLY BITCHY A CHAV IS TRYING TO FORCE ME TO CARE
WHATEVER WAY IT SMELLS SHRINKS OR SWELLS TAKE IT ALL AWAY BEFORE IT SHOWS
NO BODY WANTS TO KNOW
SKINNY IN THE FAT CLUB SHINY ON A MATT RUB THE JOKER IN PLACE SPITS ON A COIN AND THEN DEALS
COUGHING IN A HACKS THROAT SINGING FOR THE BLACKS VOTE THE KIDS AND THE OLD ONES PROMISES THREATS AND APPEALS
SEEN STARING IN A BALD EYE WATCHING AS IT FLIES BY WINKING
HARD WIRED INTO YOUR BRAIN
I DO NOT NEED TO JOIN STAND IN LINE WHISTLE FART SING OR KISS YOUR ARSE
YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO LAST
AND ANYWAY WHAT DID YOU SAY WHEN THEY ASKED YOU WHY
YOU TURNED AWAY WITH NOTHING TO CONFIRM OR DARE DENY
WITH SOLO AND A RAG BAG FEATURED IN A SHAG MAG. COMIN’ TO TELL YER SOMEBODY RATTED OFFERED YOUR NAME
SEEN MARCHING WITH THE PEACE BAND PISSING WITH THE OTHER HAND CORRECTIVE SELECTION PILLORIED PUSSIED AND FRAMED
BUT AH WHAT THE HELL WHO’S RINGING THIS BELL YOU BROUGHT ALL THE VILLAINS GOOSE STEPPING BACK INTO FLAMES
INTO THESE BONY WORDS BODIES BREAK PYRITES SEALED IN PLASTIC BAGS YOUR FAME
BUT YOU’LL NEVER KNOW OUR NAMES
AND SO IT SEEMS THERE ARE NO WORDS OF COMFORT FROM OUR DREAMS
TRUTH DENIED FADING IN OUR SLEEP AND IN YOUR SCHEMES
© GARETH M BALCH 2005
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10. |
William and Sophia
04:20
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WILLIAM AND SOPHIA
I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT I’S EXPECTING MAYBE NOTHING MORE THAN HOPE
TRADING LOVES DELUSION FOR A FINGER TWISTED GROPE
DESPERATE FOR A THOUGHT THAT I DID NOT YET POSSESS
HOPING MAYBE STRANGLED BY HER SCARLET MOUTH CARESS
AND THEN SUDDENLY I COLLAPSED IN MY REFLECTION IN THE STAIN
IT’S MIDNIGHT AGAIN
I SAW HER WAITING ON THE CORNER EXPOSED BENEATH THE LIGHT
FLASHING RAYON PHEROMONES SUTURED BY THE NIGHT
SIFTING THROUGH A CAR CRASH PEDDLE 40 DOLLAR BILLS
INDULGING RUPTURED PROMISES LONELY DARK CAN CHILL
AND THERE WAS SOMETHING IN THE AIR AND IT WAS HEADED FOR MY SOUL
IT’S MIDNIGHT AGAIN
I STAGGERED DOWN THE HALLWAY PANIC FLAGGED IN EVERY STEP
DESPERATE FOR THE FREEDOM FROM THE CORNERS THAT I KEPT
FROM ALL THAT UGLY BRUISING STILL PULLING THROUGH THE WOUNDS
FROM ALL THE FLESHLESS LOVERS LOVE COLLUDED TO CONSUME
SO DETERMINED TO SURVIVE YET REPEAT IT ALL ONCE MORE
ITS MIDNIGHT AGAIN
© GARETH M BALCH 2006
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11. |
A Journey Of Hearts
03:21
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A JOURNEY OF HEARTS
REPEATING TIME WHERE THE ECHOES CHASE
A KNOWING CALL FROM A STRANGERS FACE
REMINDING ME WHY MEMORIES COMPLAIN
FOR I RECOGNISED WHERE LOVE’S PERVERSE
IN GHOSTLY PHOTOGRAPHS REVERSED
SEEING THOSE BETRAYAL STUNG WITH PAIN
I SEE THEM IN THE FEAR THAT TIME MIGHT WASTE
I SEE THEM IN THE CROSSROADS ON YOUR FACE.
AND THOUGH SISTERS LOVERS GATHER NAMES
EVENTUALLY THEY’RE ALL THE SAME
LOVERS WITH NO REASONS NEED EXPLAIN
FOR LOVE DOES NOT REPLY TO CHOICE
SIMPLY WAITS TO HEAR THE VOICE
THE ONE SO OFTEN HEARD BEYOND THE PAIN
I’VE SEEN THEM IN THE TEARS THAT LOVE HAS TRACED
I’VE SEEN THEM IN THE CROSSROADS ON YOUR FACE
NOW YOU WALK ON WATERS BARELY DRIED
SUFFER STORMS INTO YOUR STRIDE
DROWNING FAR ABOVE THE OCEANS CALL
BUT NO MATTER WHAT MIGHT DRIVE YOU DOWN
YOU WILL NOT CRASH THROUGH STONY GROUND
SOMETIMES STUMBLE BUT KID YOU’LL NEVER FALL
I SEE YOUR STEPS THAT NO-ONE CAN REPLACE
I SEE THEM IN THE CROSSROADS ON YOUR FACE
© GARETH M BALCH 2006
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12. |
The Body Temple Aetheist
05:00
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THE BODY TEMPLE ATHEIST
I DIDN’T NEED TO EXPRESS
I WAS QUITE UNIMPRESSED
BY THE DAGGERS THAT YOU LEFT IN THE WALL
THOUGH I QUICKLY STEPPED ASIDE IN THAT FAST FADING LIGHT
WITH YOU HEAVING UP THE PAST AS THE PANIC SET FLIGHT
THROUGH THAT ROOM
AND ANYWAY YOU
WITH YOUR FINGERS IN THE GLUE
SAID I WAS TOO FAR DETACHED TO EVOLVE
WHEN I PUT OUT THE QUESTIONS THEY FLEW BACK WITH BLAME
WHEN I CALLED OUT FOR YOU YOU KEPT CHANGING YOUR NAME
WITH YOUR SHOES
IT WAS CARRIED IN THE AIR
BEATEN PASSION BORED AND SCARED
JUST WAITING FOR THE LACQUER TO DISSOLVE
AND REVOLVING WITH THE HEAT IN THAT ANTHRACITE NIGHT
COULD ONLY IMPLODE IN THE WORST OF THE LIGHT
YET TO COME
RAVISHED IN THE CELLAR WHERE THE SURROGATES FRIED
A THIEF STOLE MY BEGGAR AND YOUR MURDERER DIED
IN MY BED
SO VERY HARD TO BELIEVE
JUST A FEW STEPS AWAY
WE HAD WELDED TWO PIPES THROUGH THE POLE
FOUND CARRION REJECT ALL THE BONES WE EXPLORED
REPEATING THE HABIT HABITUALLY BORED
CALLED IT LOVE
BUT THERE WAS MUCH MORE TO COME
FROM THE HUM AND THE DRUM
WHEN THAT SKIRMISH ERUPTED IN FLAMES
VISIONARY PROJECTILES ALL BLACK EYED N BLURRED
I COULD’VE DUCKED DOWN BUT THAT SEEMED SO ABSURD
AND UNKIND
THOUGH I DID NOT EXPECT
TO SUFFER SUCH NEGLECT
IN A PORTRAIT OF OXIDISED OILS
YOU HUNG OUT MY QUARTERS AND A PICTURE ON THE WALL
DRESSED ME IN COTTON SHOULD I FAIL TO RECALL
WHERE I BLEED
HOW COME I NEVER NOTICED ALL THE JUDGES IN THE QUEUE
CONCEIVED AND DIRECTED ALL DRESSED UP LIKE YOU
SUCH YOUNG BOYS
DID YOU THINK I WOULD BEND
WHEN YOU RALLIED ONCE AGAIN
WITH ALL THE STAMINA YOU SAID YOU CONCEALED
THAT ELLIPTICAL RAZOR YOU COULD NOT RESIST
WHEN YOU BOASTED SO PROUD OF THE MONKEYS YOU KISSED
IN THE PARK
AN YOU EXPECTED ME TO CHEW
YOUR HERMAPHRODITE VIEW
BUT I COULDN’T GET MY TONGUE AROUND YOUR MOUTH
AND UNDER YOUR SKIN I COULD NOT REACH THE BRACE
THE THRILL AND THE FEAR THE VAMPIRICAL CHASE
THROUGH YOUR VEINS
I KEPT LISTENING TO YOUR
APOCALYPTICAL BORE
WITH YOUR TENTACLES CAUGHT UP WITH MINE
YOUR SAD SAVAGE APPETITE CLEARLY DEFINED
IN A FAST FEAR FUELLED FRENZY YOU RIFLED MY MIND
AND THEN SMILED
YOU TICKED ALL THE BOXES BUT THE PAPER BAG BURST
DROWNING IN SORROW DYING OF THIRST
IN YOUR TEARS
JUST A WAY DOWN THE RIVER I BEEN PADDLING LIKE A FOOL
THE VALLEY STILL ASLEEP THE EARLY MORNING SO CRUEL
AND SO DRY
© GARETH M BALCH 2005
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13. |
Yulia ( A ghost story )
04:50
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YULIA
MOSCOW SKYLINE BRINGS THESE
HEARTS TO TRIAL
SEPARATED BY OUR
CORRODED MILE
AND THE MOON
YOU BROUGHT THE GHOST THAT I LOVED
DRESSED IN WHITE
LAID HER DOWN TO HEAR MY
SORROW BREATHE
IN PRAYER
I FEEL NO PLEASURE WHERE THIS
COLD AIR STINGS
SADLY RECOGNISE YOUR
BREAKING STILL
LONELY HEART
I CANNOT WALK WITH MOMENTS
LONG BEEN GONE
CRUCIFIED BY REASON
RIGHT OR WRONG
WITHOUT YOU
SHOULD I PREPARE TO LEAVE YOU
DIE ONCE MORE
BUT IF I WAKE ALONE PLEASE
MAKE IT WHERE
YOU WILL WAIT
© GARETH M BALCH 2006
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Dry Bones Dance (2021 Remaster)
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A 1990 folk-rock triumph gets an overdue reissue, with trenchant lyrics paired with rich Americana arrangements.
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The Texan sibling indie-folk duo is back with a new album that is filled with sweeping, cinematic tracks.
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