These lyrics are dedicated to our dear friends pictured here - may we keep each other safe and hold each other soon.
How does anybody
ever make it through
with tanks firing into face?
It's the Master Race
they've come for you...
How ya gonna make
it back home?
You never left
I'm not alone
you never left.
How does anybody keep
sixty paces between
armor and skin
none is without sin
but sleep I long for
not night or
in Good's graces
life after life...
How you gonna
make it back home;
in what land do houses
rise up and to Master come?
The very last thing
I hear you say
is: 'Everything's
about to go up in flames!'
Then you slip into smoke
an untamed heart
is just a driverless train.
I know you like
to take a chance
but next thing you know
someone's life is in your hands.
The next thing you hear
is the very last thing you'll hear
an asphalt grave's no
way to stake your claim.
There you were
curled-up on the floor
better a lost cause
than ever to get bored!
The very last thing
I heard you say was:
'Everything's about
to go up in flames!'
You slip into smoke
curl up on the floor
an untamed heart
I'd rather be a lost cause...
I sure don't want
to be afraid
like I am today
I just got to say
(And I hope you're not listening
because if you are
this ain't gonna be pretty)
Let's not stop at the start
I won't be taking part
in no race to prosperity
magnanimity slaughters artistry
Don't pay for artworks!
It's hard work-
HEARTWORK!
Coin and dollar
won't make for hire
Jack the Ripper.
Artists must
not be prosperous.
The whole world can see:
We'll still be doing our thing-
Don't pay for artwork!
It's just too hard work-
HEARTWORK!
Don't pay to see me,
hear me, fuck me
or be me; forget me - just
KEEP THE MUSIC FREE!
Do you remember when
I said, 'Remember when...'?
Let's stop remembering
and make new memories
Be my friend
I don't need
another enemy
come baby please
end life for me
do off strictly
come inside me
H-I-V-E
a brush with life
I once was free
by which I mean
make me your wife
don't die
before your time
how can sacrifice be a crime
when it's the only guarantee
I don't need
another enemy
come baby please
be my friend
success is so...
How can I know?
easy...
I'm dying to be free!
Will I recognise
my name when I
hear excised
from the book of life?
Will I go free
by which I'm
not again me
today or ever?
Life is always strange somehow
it has its ups and downs
it drives you crazy
spinning round and round...
In life there's no knowing why
suicide is no escape from time
Why is there just one, why
not a second more? And no
rewinding? Is it worth it
or Love's no more than rhyme?
I know I can't start living
til I escape from time
has any puppet ever
actually come alive?
You haven't started until you've left behind
you got to make peace with time
and all the crying
fighting lying biting
slighting of every caste
by every other
so fled to Mary Mother
'May I please have a moment of your time?'
no time for breaking-down
I'm flung and settle as dust in sky-
Don't worry about where I am
I'm gone as far as your concerned
and even if we'll see each other again
it's gonna be a long time from now
every graceless thing will run its course
at the end of it all come a-crashing
toxic memory his name in acrostic
recollection's grey snow by lightning flashed
inside your heart you know it's easy
to say goodbye if not to mean it
as small a foothold as your love gained
I condemned by saying, 'We are one'
without fear of reprisal; Don't worry, don't hold in mind
I'm gone as far as you're concerned
and if we should see each other again,
it'll be years from now - Will you
even know my face, much less my name?
It's hard when you're
not really live
to feel for sure
know you are loved
But you're not really live, not present
listen to the words I say
look at who I pray to be
No medicine or psychology
can take my place, walking so fine wire
no other can posit or see
from eyes of this gyre
You're not really live, not present
are you listening, hearing
or trying to talk over me?
if you're trying, you're absent
with no objective advice
outside of the moment
what sets you free
if you're crying or impatient
who do you love outside self
outside of time, a living shadow
can you ever love me?
You're not really live, not present
show me that I'm seen and heard
and don't you dare talk over me!