"seraphine" - slow 3/4 blues, female vocals
Seraphine
Too clean
And you would know what I mean
If you had seen
The dreams
That we are caught in between
It's a sign to
be
Serene,
Pristine.
We tease and we please
The world is caught in between us.
We plead and we cede
The world has bought and it sold our trust.
The rusted old dust
Of the dreams
That we must
Give away
again.
So
! Sign !
Our time
Just put your name on the line !
Our crime
You'll find
Was not our design ...
But your name have been signed
And your claim is defined
We've resigned to
sign
Away
The time ...
And now I'm walking
Down
Your blistering streets !
No cloud
I've found
No shade from your heat
Seraphine is too clean
And you would know what I mean
If you had heard all the screams
That I've been caught in between.
Pristine
It seems
Has drown in the fire.
Serene
Is lean
It is starved of desire.
! Seraphine !
Is me ...
And it's all I've got left !
All the dreams that I've seen
I have danced with so deftly ...
Seraphine
Too clean
You would know what I mean
If you had seen
The dreams
That we are caught in between.
Spiders weaving our themes
While we're caught hatching their schemes ...
But I'm designed to
be
Serene,
Pristine.
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"skin" - with descending upright bass.
Resurrection
Connection
Achieve
My perfection
Conceive
My direction
Complex
Perplex
Detecting effects
of
The three letters X
We vex and we hex and we pray for one more.
Suitcases and faces I play with six aces loot chases in places with poison tipped laces I hex and I vex and I play for the score.
Resurrected connected achieved and perfected I follow my skin
Through the next door.
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"cut me" - percussive with choral back and hard piano.
Arranged
And deranged
It's a game that's gone unchanged
- It's the same game
Every time.
Playing with and praying with and promise to be staying with
-
Weighing with a smith and wesson, trying hard to teach a lesson laying
with for days and nights, i try to keep my life in sights, it's not the
same, it's not a game,
It's
All been prearranged
Out of range
Too strange ...
- It's time to make the climb !
After life
In strife
Love come cut me with your knife
Cut me deep
Make me bleed
Love come cut me with your knife.
Alright !
- Here's a story and I promise you no glory ...
It's a life
In a war
It's a life you would deplore
And there is no final score
So no more
No more
No more ...
...
It's got to end somehow !
After life
In strife
Love come cut me with your knife
cut me deep
Make me bleed
Love come cut me with your knife.
And
We'll
Be
- Stomping our
Feet
- In the mud
To the beat
- Bring the flood
Come defeat me
- Bury me so sweetly
Unseat me
- Complete me
Ferally make meat of me ... then use your knife to set me free !
After life
In strife
Love come cut me with your knife
cut me deep
Make me bleed
Love come cut me with your knife.
- Right Now !
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"red"
So shocking, the talking the things that we said
When in the newspaper we finally read :
The king
Is dead
His bed has turned red
The fire grew higher and mired his head !
Now walking and mocking his lot in this life
While locking and docking our words to the knife !
The poor will be fed
This door it has led to the floor.
No more.
It
Is
Said.
He's dead.
Dead in his bed which i told you turned red.
Now fed are the poor and i'll tell you no more.
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"the waltz untitled"
! Rage !
turn the page
it's a cage
be the mage
be a man
take a stand
do
all you know you can
fore
stall to blow the plan
they
! Ran !
did not stand
and they spread across the land
all the dead are lost to sand
so we War !
and we Score !
and we build another door
- to be filled with mothers mourning and it's all so we can drive a car
- all so we can dream afar ...
did you think
you could drink
deep
from the devil's sink ?
some do revel in the brink
call it danger it's no stranger calling me a rearranger falling free into a manger and
- i
- am
- gone ...
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"drummer heel" - a call and return blues march.
Sanctified dreams
Pry into
Our world
We thanked and tried to scream
Then the banners were unfurled.
Drummer heel, can you feel
- He is shaking your world
- He is taking your meal.
... drummer heel come
and he's banging his drum ...
Is it real this deal
- We made to save our skin ?
We steal and kneel
- When our coffer's running thin.
Drummer heel quake
- Will make and break and take.
Forsake the real
- To slake and fake our family fate.
and so we mate.
And now our children's plate is
Devoured and denigrated,
Soured and then it's slated
To be
The fee
That we
Should be
Paying ourselves
And not
Placing on shelves
Forgot
How to live
Forgot to breathe
The curses we give under breath
We seethe !
and
now
we
Grieve and believe
- While the liar's deceiving us.
Fuss and make muss
Before you get on that bus.
Conceive and retrieve
- What the fires relieved of us.
Above all the dust
To see it we must
try to fly.
Oh the cry for war
Just give me some more.
You can say you deplore
While in it we soar.
Just give me some
- more
- and more
- and more !
... drummer heel come
and he's banging his drum ...
Drummer wallet filled with souls
- He will never go poor.
But before this ugly score
- He just shoveled the coals.
Just stoking freight fires
- To ignore
- The war
- He was so much more.
he had ...
- Love in his heart
And peace in his mind.
- His family was art,
And his soul was kind.
Then another drummer came
- To take and slake
- Forsake and break
And now his world will never be the same !
and so we march.
... drummer heel come
and he's banging his drum ...
Drummer heel, can you feel
- We are taking your world
- We are breaking your seal.
Can you feel it ?
- Can you feel it ?
- Can you feel
- It ?
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"chapters" - a call and return drum gospel.
Potentially the stenches of crawling through those trenches will eventually be mentioned deep down in my memoirs.
Memories
Of a life
Born and bred to use a knife
Killed a century in strife
So the children may go back to all the lies in their devoirs.
- So
- Tell
- Me
- Please :
What did I do for Love ?
- And above
- All the clatter ...
- Show me that it matters ! and
- Show
- Me
- Please :
- A better way to love !
I burned that bridge behind me but you know me much
- Better than that !
...
"my dearest muse,
all i know is lives in strife ...
centuries lost to the knife
wars
unbelievable
secrets irretrievable
layers inconceivable ...
the only life for me
that
- isn't a lie."
...
- ... memoirs talking tac
- ... tics
- walking talking ticking talk ...
- memoirs talking of a war ...
- "never heard that one before ..." so tell
- Me
- Please :
What's left of me to Love ?
- And above
- All the clatter
- !!! Show me something Matters !!! so I'll have a better final chapter for
- My Memoirs !
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"the report"
Effectively dissecting mechanisms
they're erecting their linguistics are inflecting all the plans they're
resurrecting while infecting their cause ...
I reject your applause ...
And respectfully pause ...
to ...
Wonder
at what's under all the things they tore asunder while I'm wandering
and pondering the things that they are laundering it's all falling down
...
The dominoes that I found ...
And they're dropping on the towns !
from ...
Machinations
and sensations spread across united nations infiltrations
penetrations hidden deep in warehouse stations I've no venerations
for contaminations like this ...
I'd recommend external dissuasion.
~ greyscale.