To further eyes, his teeth are furred
And clenched with hands to hunt and hold
The sun divides the matching leaves
In the shelter while I sleep
There are many years to cloud my mind
And nobody knows
The sun, it's heavy like a tipping load
Early day on a blooded patch
Only noise and rips around
Tradition sinks in the soil here
As a rock is swallowed in the mud
The polluted skin of my brittle heart
Keeps the bleeding at bay
This syrup's sweet and fair
To exchange me
For my spirit
Has rearranged
And crumbled down the lane
R Denis


I curiously ask away
Why I hate it
guitar solo
guitar solo
And as it goes
As it fills my eyes
The day's faces fade to black
And I don't
feel
that I can
find
my home
anymore
anymore
anymore
I return
I return

to an open land
where blood's blanket
shielded me
The syrup's
sweet and fair
to exchange me
My spirit
is rearranged
A crippled
dampened man
A crippled
dampened man
A crippled
dampened man
A crippled