OF ANCIENT MEMORY
as far as the eye can see, heat is rising off the sand.
somewhere out on this holy land, time once was held in their hands. but it bleeds now down the mountain red to the river bank where they burn their dead.
and it sinks deep in the blackest sea to a bed of ancient memory… … …
the incense is sweet. fills the air tonight lulls you to sleep. the past and the future are here. in this fever.
from the cold star that makes no sound, a cruel poison is coming down, as we bathe nude in the wind, metallic blue becomes our skin… … …
STRANGE IS THE MAGIC. THE WATERS MAKE NO SOUND. STRANGE IS THE MAGIC. WE LAY OUR BODIES DOWN. LOVE DARK AND TRAGIC. WE LAY UPON THE GROUND. LOVE IS THE MAGIC. NOW WE SPIRAL ROUND.
WE DRINK THE WATERS FILLED WITH DELIGHT. THE PAST AND FUTURE CLOSED TO OUR SIGHT.
NO NEED FOR WISDOM, WORDS FROM THE SAGES.
FOR HERE IS OBLIVION COME DOWN THROUGH THE AGES.
“YOU DON’T COME TO THIS PLACE ON YOUR OWN.
YOU’RE BORN TO THIS PAIN, IT’S YOUR HOME. IT’S USELESS THEY SAY TO RUN AND HIDE. YOU KNOW IT’S USLESS THEY PAY WHO STAY AND FIGHT. WE DIDN’T COME HERE OF OUR OWN VOLITION . IT’S PROPHECY, APATHETIC CONTRITION. AND WE DIDN’T COME HERE OF A FREE WILL TO GRIP A SILENT UNKOWN FEAR THEN LAY QUITE STILL.”… …
we close our eyes, turn our face, close our mind, now go away…shut your eyes, turn away, you’ve closed your mind, but it’s here to stay…
“IN THE FLICKERING BLUE CENTURY. THE BLUE ETERNITY. BLUE BOMBS EXPLODE ON THE SCREEN. BLUE ARMS OUTSTRETCH AS THEY PLEAD. SEE THE COLD STAR, IT MAKES NO SOUND. POISON COMES DOWN. IT SINKS IN THE BLACK SEA TO A BED OF ANCIENT MEMORY.”
FOR MY FATHER
what you sought
father taught
in the wind
father’s thoughts
his words to me
become a key
the freedom fight
of human rights
he breathes to me
equality
victory for all to breathe
i hear my father
call tonight
he’s in the wind
his children fight
i hear my father call tonight
he’s in the wind
i too must fight
“for the tortured and oppressed
injustice perish
embrace amnesty”
TRUTH
for… they cannot hide
though out of sight
they cannot hide
for… they cannot hide
though out of sight
three things cannot hide
the moon
the sun
the moon
the sun
the moon
the sun
the moon the sun and the
truth
come look outside
find the sun and the moon
come look inside and find
and find your truth
the moon the sun
the moon and the sun
the moon the sun
the moon the sun
and the truth
VOLCANO
YOUR LIPSTICK SMEAR ACROSS YOUR FACE, NOW TOSS YOUR HAIR IN DIRTY GRACE. PINK LEATHER STRAP ON YOUR GUITAR, NOW SPREAD YOUR LEGS – HOW BRIGHT YOU ARE. MMMMMM, THEY ALL KNOW YOUR NAME, COLLIE, CLAW YOUR WAY TO FAME… THERE’S A STAR IN HER EYES AND SHE KNOWS IT, THERE’S A STAR IN HER MIND YEAH SHE SHOWS IT, THERE’S A STAR IN HER EYES AND SHE KNOWS IT, A STAR IN HER MIND YEAH SHE GROWS IT… AND EVERY EVENING THE SUN COMES UP WHEN SHE GOES DOWN, AND EVERY EVENING THE MUD FILLS UP HER BRIDAL GOWN. THE LITTLE GIRL INSIDE OF YOU, HAS MADE HER DREAMS COME TRUE. AND TONIGHT YOU TAKE THE STAGE. YOU WEAR A DRESS OF BLOOD AND LACE. YOU LEFT A STAIN WHERE YOU HAVE KNEELED, BUT COLLIE, YOU’RE STILL INVISIBLE… YOUR LIPSTICK SMEAR ACROSS YOUR FACE, NOW TOSS YOUR HAIR IN DIRTY GRACE. PINK LEATHER, STRAP ON YOUR GUITAR, NOW SPREAD YOUR LEGS JUST LIKE A STAR… AND I’D LIKE TO EAT HER BREASTS AND KNOW GOD, AND I’D LIKE TO TASTE HER FLESH AND GROW HARD, AND I’D LIKE TO EAT HER BREASTS AND GROW GOD, AND I’D LIKE TO SUCK HER BREATH AND BLOW HOT
STORM COMIN’ ON
People yell things out to me in the street as I pass
And the men in their dark cars are whispering
Trying to entice me inside
They would kill me
And if I told you
What would you think
All Above you
The sky will go black
The sky will break
Its all coming on
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back
And if I told you
What would you think
All above you
The sky will go black
The sky will break…
AH AH….
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back
Madness rules here
I’m stepping through needles and puddles of piss
My spine aches
I must pull myself out
How did I get to this
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta get past
You gotta run now
You gotta go fast
Storm comin’ on now
You gotta go back go back go back go back