Spring time in the smoke

All the sexless numbskulls are trying to trip me up
In the forests of the evening and at the hour of the dusk
The candles they are leaning through the shadows of the tusk
And swallows tell their meaning in the narrows of the musk
Between the roof tops and the ceiling
Where they are all layed up
I think therefore I migrate,
I'm an immigrant of the brain
There are only seasons in the neural networks of the south
And the river flows with the blood of change
From its source right to its mouth
So silent, cold and unchanged
beneath the Danube rolls untouched

Can you clear a heart hole
Let the gold flow in its space
But no its full of pennies
And your heart strings are tied in knots
Nothing plays on the harp, the lute
The dulcet tones are strangely strained
And its all on waiting for the winter throes
Out in the fields of rain

Prometheus bound

Why did you go and do that to me
Can't you see how I'm pinned here
Alone to this tree?
Pegasus wings and Achilles' heel
Agamemnon brain, Prometheus knows how I feel
I discovered fire but now thess rocks are my rails
And I'm sinking fast the raven's pecking my entrails

Who should know my cast, who should?
Who has made my mould but some God
And then when I try creation
Well destruction is my reward
Who knows how I feel? But Perseus's sword
Made to cut the head off Medusas of the seas
And fire spitting serpents and slay dragons in the leas
Who but the Argonauts, or Ulysses
Strapped to the mast to resist the Sirens' Soliloques
So tempting an Island, an island I can't resist
An island of misfortune where my own ruin must persist
Hold me back from destruction
Hold me away from desire
And Like Prometheus before me
Tell me never to play with fire

Cleopatre and I

Now you are Cleopatre and I
I am Anthony
And the things that we see in each other
Are like Asp milk, so cloudy
We neither know the other
And yet both are in love with the love
The jar has been spilt over
And the river runs red with blood

Below There are no disguises
You wear your empress' gown
And I throw over my shoulder
The mane of a lion I pulled down

The African sun is rising
And the sand gets in my eyes
There is another storm on the the horizon
And it will be upon us by the sunrise

Everywhere

It is like you are over there
And I am over here
Come over here, from over there
There's a distance I can't see through
And my eyes, they are closed
But my mind is blinking in surprise
come over her, from over there
help me to open my eyes

And I don't feel its very fair
That I only deal in lies
In every pack the card I pull from
Behind your ear, like they
Were growing there
Come over here from over there
Show me that sleight of hand
Make my queens disappear
Come on before I go blind
Come over here from over there
Help me to reshuffle my mind

I've been on a losing streak
The gold is there I believe in what I speak
There is a vein running a thousand miles long
Under mountains from New York to Saigon
And I have to tap its source
Find out the strong from the weak
Do I need to bring you here by force?
Should I just let the river run its course
Come over here from over there
Let me feel you everywhere

These city walls

These city walls
Stand tall

These city walls of stone
Stand alone, stand alone
When we are gone
They will still own
These streets
Nobody sees the face of truth
Its too much to look into its eyes
We all want to see the facade of lies
Its easier on our eyes

But in the friezes, in the crevices
There are cracks and fissures
And here the water seeps its entrance
Giving advices
Shoving pushing, putting pressure
To break the facade of lies

These city walls stand tall
They stand alone in stone
Stone faces look upon our works
No judgement, no disguise
Just stretches
Down the road
Where everyone leaves in droves
But nobody gets out alive
Everyone keeps a heart of stone

In this city
In this city
Everyone stands alone

Let the chips fall

Waiting for the chips to fall
They may scatter
Men guns machines, that's all
That matters
To them
Their hearts are made of wax
There's no sense in their attacks
They just melt against the wall
Just waiting for the chips to fall

Can you see the light my dear
The broken spike
Of the fallen deer
Sticking out of the undergrowth
Great in health and wealth
Answering that wild call
Waiting for the chips to fall

Happy Her-after

I wish you a happy Her After
What comes before nobody knows
When you left her there was
a sad kind of laughter
Welling up in the pits of your eyes
Like a coal miner when the pits closed
And they shut down the shuttle launch
Because they were afraid to fly
Oh I wish you a very happy Her After