The Unwinding Cable Car

Your motive, unstable. You're like an unwinding cable car. Listening for voices. But it's the choices that make us who we are. . Go your own way, even seasons have changed.

The Undeveloped Story

Taking all what others have hassled. Looking back to darker days. Getting me down and if this is chaos. . I think that I'm in love with clamor. Tides are turning.

The Resistance

You wanna watch us break?. Be the first to take us down. But your teeth are worn. And theres no stopping us now. You called me mental. Your speeches are malingered.

The Promise

If you need a friend. Don't look to a stranger. You know in the end. I'll always be there. . And when you're in doubt. When you're in danger. Take a look all around.

The Haunting

Up on this hill, in this uncanny house. The wind makes this place creak, the lights they are flickering. The moon, she is lurking, the clock has stopped working.

Take Me As You Found Me

The ground is shaking underneath, now that you're here. A body's skipping beats when you appear. The world is on fire, since you've come here. What if every desire is here with me?.

Take Me

The ground is shaking underneath. Now that you're here. A body skipping beats. When you appear. . The world is on fire. Since you've come near. All I've ever desired.

The Beginning Of The End

Twilights Pool

Transparent babies we walk like men. Across the marshes and back again. We seek a different view. A world that's fresh and new. We wait together at twilights pose.

This Ship In Trouble

The sails are torn. We know only darkness and fear. Lost eyes are searching.... Searching still. Oh, this endless dawn.

There Was A Man Of Double Deed (w: Anon)

There was a man of double deed. Who sowed his garden full of seed. When the seed began to grow. 'Twas like a garden full of snow. When the snow began to melt.

The Tease The Tear

Your features. Looking so happy inside. Don't let them see down through the floors. Ignores the quetionnaires and smiles. Plays ignorant to words today.

The Suffering Of The Stream

There is a place where she would always be. Where the blossom snows between the cankered trees. Holding his sour breath. He knows she's there. Watching the torrent as it flows.

The Secret Sea (w: S H Jones)

She swims the secret sea of sleeps cocoon. Its soothing hands caress her dreams, she breathes. She tries to hold him in her arms. But sleep walks away.

The Sandstone Man

The sandstone man. I feel my head fall to the ground. Gaping mouth and broken crown. The sandstone man. Through the bramble snakes. That scratched away my face.

The Millpond Years

As a voice beneath the millpond sings. >From her past the lost June days are woken. And wind across the gorse slopes call. Through years, where the darkness roars.

The House Of The Heart

You stand beneath a racing sky. You don't know why you came to. The house of the heart. You sit amongst the whitered flowers. By the dry fountains. You look at the barren world around.

The Critical Distance (w: S H Jones)

Never beginning, never ending days. Days when the ceiling is so low. I cannot stand. And the blunted knife presses into me. Melting in the airless heat.

Talk Without Words

We look up, silently. Without quite music. My face four days old. You look newborn. There's fear in your frown, like mine. No distance away. Noticing your hand.

(the Symphony Of) Blasé

Are there no shadows where you are?. I can see everything as day. Problems that you try to hide away. Pushing me aside. (You're pushing me aside). . Could the winter calm come twice?.