Live performance of ‘Vapour Trails’ and ‘Devil On Your Back’ with J.C Grimshaw at the Quay Arts Centre, Newport, IoW, ( more .... )
Live performance of ‘Vapour Trails’ and ‘Devil On Your Back’ with J.C Grimshaw at the Quay Arts Centre, Newport, IoW, ( more .... )
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Don’t try to tell me you’re innocent
And I’ll do my best and I’ll try not to put up a fight
Because the time’s not right
Don’t paint me in shades of vermillion
And don’t give me shadows when you can’t show me your source of light
Just stretch me on the canvas and lay your body down
Save all your tears ’til the morning
And I’ll do my best and I’ll try not to let out a sigh
Because by winds the size of these we die
Half way home my feet begin to tire
I pause where other journeys ended
I think I’ll lay my head down for a while
And contemplate the end of time
The woman they buried here died giving birth to a son
The son lived happily regardless
It makes no difference if you walk or run
You’ll get to see the end of time
Taken from the first day
Taken from the last
Taken from the future that navigates my past
Taken from each waking hour
Taken from the dream
Taken from the fire escape of life as it may seem
Taken from the perfume
Taken from the touch
Taken from each salted tear of eyeliner and blush
Taken from the poetry
Taken from each song
Taken from the sepia blur where memories belong
Taken from the bedroom
Taken from the hall
Taken from the time-worn stairs
Taken from the floor
Taken from the violence
Taken from the kind
Taken from each warm embrace
Taken from behind
Taken, my love is taken from me
Taken from the picture
Taken from the wall
Taken from the moments shared each polaroid now torn
Taken with a flashlight
Taken from above
Taken from the ashes bright
A photograph of my love
Petals for your teardrops
Bandage for your wounds
Medals for your courage
Flowers for your room
Pistols for the liars
Prayers for the true
All these things I’ll carry with me
‘Til I’m home with you
I fell asleep surrounded by words
My pillow bursting with the wings of birds
When I awoke they had all taken flight
Like so many dreams that turn in the night
They were lost to the light
I knew a man with a devilish laugh
Like rolling stock on a railroad track
That hacking cough was the cancers bite
Like so many flames that burn too bright
He was lost to the light
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Greewich Meantime is mean to me
I mean time is too fast to see
Many seasons, many loves
As if your love was not enough
From southern breeze to northern snow
there’s a line that I must toe
Other girls fall in between
To tempt me from this path serene
From the legions who are marching on the road which never ends
There are some of us who stray off to the side
Down the road which forks and bends
In the name of independence, in the name of other truths
Abandoning the temples and the shrines
In the name of our youth