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"Through A Long And Sleepless Night"

"Through A Long And Sleepless Night"


Through a long and sleepless night
I whisper your name
Through a long and sleepless night
Of who is to blame
Can't help but wonder
If you're lonely too
As I lie here and toss about
So at a loss without you

How I wish, my heart would leave
My memories alone
Why must I re-dream, re-live
The Joys we have known

I pray that someday
Our love will see the light
Till then
In tick-tock silence
I'll beg my heart to weep less
All through an oh so long and sleepless night

I pray that someday
Our love will see the light
Till then
In tick-tock silence
I'll beg my heart to weep less
All through an oh so long and sleepless night
 
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"Tilt"

"Tilt"


He was so strong
he was so bold

When they made him

they broke the mold

If he heads this way
when the moon is slow

Come over and pray

they'll turn the buffalo

they'll turn the buffalo

There's a need to sleep
in the shag of his stomach

Slide around his eye
with your love in tow

If he heads this way
don't you say hello

Get out of the way

they'll turn the buffalo

they'll turn the buffalo

Our town our town
do love a stampede

Stampede by my jacket
in the park

Someday I'll
pick it up
look for the
label and whisper

Tilt

ain't got no no no

Tilt

got none at all

Tilt

ain't got no no no

A mother waits
as still as
the moonlight

Standing in
long grass
with her

cold cold nose

What she feels so deep
she will never show

Baby don't you weep

they'll turn the buffalo

they'll turn the buffalo

Our town our town
do love a stampede

Stampede by my old
jacket in the park

Someday
I'll pick it up
look for the
maker and whisper

Tilt

ain't got no no no

Tilt got none at all

Tilt
ain't got no no no
not at all
 
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"Time Operator"

"Time Operator"


Moon breathin' in thru' my window
Curtains are sighing dust of the day
Still I'm not alone like all my neighbours say

Time Operator
Take the time to take the time
To come over here
We got so much in common
Seems it's hard for us to sleep
With all the razzle dazzle in the street

The man come to shut off my water
The man come to shut down my lights yesterday
I'm not one to moan
I made the bill for the telephone

Now I wouldn't care if you're ugly
'Cos here with the lights out I couldn't see
You just picture Paul Newman
And girl he looks a lot like me

Time Operator
Take the time to take the time
To come over here
We got so much in common
Seems it's hard for us to sleep
With all the razzle dazzle in the street
 
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"Track Five"

"Track Five"


It's a starving reflection
if he dies in the night
listening to the increase.

It cuts out your likeness
in blood circulations
suspended beneath a release.

A low volume force feed
lower than pity
slips across under the heart
and your hostage rewinding
from every eclipse
rolls in the voltage
run-off rain on his lips.

We chew up the blackness
to some high sleep
travel a faster silence.

One to go long again
in the going –
– gone again.

Full stare passages
striking less face;
outside on the move
a shattered heart pace
greases the fade;
sinking the blood back
breaking to where loaded icons wade.

Eyesides catch far awake
in a cols sanctuary.

Pain sonics eternities
all through themoves.

A first communication
tears loose undelivered
and swims unassigned
in your dimmed latitudes.

And the heat from the shore
melts down to recieve us;
floodlit foreheads
howled open and so nearly blessed
as they soften round dog-joys
of unfinished strangers
rubbed out on a point
afterburning
 
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"Track Seven"

"Track Seven"


Stump of a drowner.
The delta holder.
Lowered up from his boulder
and riding pains
steady blowout.

All those arms in the gullys
chewed through at the wrists.
All that won't flood awake –
– all that listens and lifts

Deserting your lead
while the figure is also carrying

Deserting your lead
while the figure is also carrying.

Your hands are drained.
Your skins are stained and heavy.

Go to ground
you are sealed against the night.
Spotted head blood head
heat up the stars.
Polish and silence away your parole.

She's a dugout;
her second sleeps
dreagging the roads.
Her fixed strays
shine from ditches

wherever she goes –

– Deserting your lead
while the figure is also carrying

Pry open those jaws
try and hear your own way out.

Driven in deep;
you save yourself the burying.

The darkness swarms;
Try and hear your own way out.
 
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"Track Six"

"Track Six"


Say it got late
on that one.
That life-giver one.
Hanging weightless from the wound
in a half-light.

Taken up I could hold him
when all falls away.
Prayed into each other
you stood in the air

And the ceiling are rising and falling.
The ceiling are shining and slow
peeling tongues from the ice hums and letting it go.

And the ceiling are rising and falling.
The ceiling are shining and slow
peeling tongues from the ice hums and letting it go.
 
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"Track Three"

"Track Three"


Delayed in the headlong
Resembled to breaking-point
I swear you never slept at night
when the growing is slow.

After me I'm no man's son
run out of recognize.

The blood of our
split back without his prisoner
the distance rigged in his eyes

Rock of cast-offs
bury me
hide my soul
and sink us free.

Rock of cast offs
bury me
hide my soul
and pray us free.

From the host of late-comers
a miracle enters the streets
shining with rain
he is shaking to wash
the murder away.

The shadow of the son
made the son a shadow

it's never night when I die.

That desert clouds under
and so Lord lightens
sleepers wait there
with wounds in their sides.

In the strength of the crime
you sing like a stranger
and your failure fulfills
your most secret defeat.

After me I'm no man's son
run out of recognize.

A life of it's own
lays down the horizon
the distance rigged in it's eyes

Rock of cast-offs
bury me
hide my soul
and sink us free.

Rock of cast offs
bury me
hide my soul
and pray us free.
 
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"Two Ragged Soldiers"

"Two Ragged Soldiers"


They spoke transparent phrases to looking glass women
And they took the detours that scattered the way
They departed from summer like two ragged soldiers
Dragging their heels through their fantasies

There were meals in the missions for two frozen statues
And long draughty sermons devouring their knees
Sometimes passions in winter turn to cold soundless moments
That teared in the eyes of their fantasies

There were nights on park benches, stale bread for the pigeons
Good mornings to faces who just turned away
And on one road confusion, the other desire
So they took to the road of their fantasies

One would speak of a lake where he used to go swimming
The other had no memories left for his mind
With their arms round each other the two ragged soldiers
Laughed through a war that they couldn't see

Laughed for a world filled with fantasy
 
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"Two Weeks Since You've Gone"

"Two Weeks Since You've Gone"


Two weeks since you've gone
And I feel like the tramp
Picking dustbins in the alley.
He looks up as I pass
Clutching rags from a city's restless night

I could read all my sadness
In faces I knew
Down at Kelly's bar last Friday
And I haven't been back since I mistook
Somebody for a friend

And if I walk these streets long enough
Will you happen to me again?
With whom are you sharing
The sweet taste of summer?
My memories pursue you
Like puddles of rain
The river inside me still flow
To the sea of your hands

And if I close my eyes for a while
Will you happen to me again?
 
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"Use Me"

"Use Me"


My friends feel it's their appointed duty
They keep tryin' to tell me
All you really wanna do is use me

Hey, but my answer to all that 'use me' stuff
I wanna spread the news that if it feels this good bein' used
Go on and use me - 'til you use me all up

My brother sit me right down and a-talked to me
He told me that I ought not to let ya just walk on me
I'm sure he meant well, yeah - but when our talk was through
I said: 'brother, if you only knew - you'd wish that you were in
My shoes'
You just kee usin' me
Go on and use me all up
Hey- use me all up

Sometimes it's true, hey - you really do abuse me
You get me in a crowd o' high class people
And you act real rude to me
Well, baby, baby, baby - when you love me, I can't get enough

Uh-huh, well I wanna psread the news
That if it feels this good bein' used - go on and use me
Hey - 'til you use me all up
God, use me all up
You really do abuse me
All you gotta do is use me

Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Hey...!
 
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