Brumalia

Nunca se olvida
Que siempre viva

Lucy’s bitten
Neck is bleeding bad
The teeth have long departed
Yet the desire burns strong
On in desire for destruction
One on which she’ll depend
One that ceases to deepen
Into near bitter end

Treasures buried soul deep
Crossed under crack
Now there’s no voice
Choice or any road back
Black through the mountains
She turns her loosening ring
Guardian angel sings
“I think you’ve lost your wings
But yours still yours still yours”

Don’t give up now
You’ve still a little will left
Will you be strong
Give song
Fulfill the promises
You made
Slave
To yourself
Your health
And your growing debts
Keep thinking…
“I know I can flourish still
Rewrite these wrongs
Make a home
Make a child
Belong”

Soul deep
Treasures buried
Crossed under crack
Now there’s no voice
Choice or any road back
Black through the mountains
Take off your loosening ring
Guardian angel sings
Come home now find your wings
Yours still yours

And now you must love yourself
Like you’ve never hurt before
Like we’ve never known hurt before
I think we’ve lost our wings

Tremors of dark heart
Depart as you come near
Underneath the orchard
Branches bare
Better the bitter cold
For into your hand to fold
Semaphore your sorrow
I’ll decipher code`;.

We drum for the winter sun
Dream to bury the gun
Wait for providence to come
Send our love to those we wish here
At this time of year

What frankincense or myrrh do they seek
To send our soldiers to those burning sands?
How many crosses more must we stigmata our soil with
Until we reveal the blood on our hands?

We drum for the winter sun
Dream to bury the gun
Wait for providence to come
Send our love to those we wish here
At this time of year

I’ve been so worried about the future
Staring at the failures of my past
I’ve got to really pull myself together
For to wake that winter sun at last

Drumming for the winter sun
Sending our love
Wish you were here
At this time of year

And did those feet in ancient time.
Walk upon England’s mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen?

And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spear, O clouds unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!

I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land

There passed a summer
Where our children went to war
With conviction without cause
Furnaces in the borough I was born

Dreaming echelons
Above my station

The corners I walk in
I waited and watched
On the corners
I dreamt on in my youth
In my youth

Heartless
Heartless

Now I dream of Orion
Sword by side
Sword by side
Protect the night

Heartless
Heartless
Sans Coeur
Tout sans Coeur

Caught in the drifting years
Between my youth
And adulthood
Must I slow down now?

Between the breaking wave
And the ghost of this towns glory days
And the pelican suspension

Here to refuel the passions spent
On our loves tournaments

Into the arms
Of adventure
Into the arms
Of combustion
Into the arms
Of open air

I long to be as careless as I once was
But how do I vapour this pressure off?

This pressure off! off!

Pelicans go where they dare
There let this be
The shortest day now of my year
Pelicans go where ever
Where ‘ere they dare
Into the arms
Of Adventure
Pelicans go where ever
Where ‘ere they dare
Into the arms
Of Daytona

Into the arms
Of the love he’s giving
And wade into the salt
The salten air
Open air
The morning mist
Clears….
Open air

That first night
I near died in your arms
You said
“No more your self
I’ll let you harm
Over our years
Fear and pressure ill depart
I know it’s hard
To believe
The languages conceived
Between us
Yes I see how you’ve travelled
Through deceit and betrayal
You say strong
I say frail
And what I give now
I don’t for to receive
But to restore
The strength you need
And the innocence
To Trust my words
Trust their meaning
To Trust when love you are receiving
To lever hope out of the darkness
Of abyss of the cheated heart”

But then I ran away into my career
Panicking, forecasting
Weather warnings
Severe
I never should have listened
To the fortune teller
Or the prophecies of all my friends
I should have just
Disappeared that day
Taken time to alone to face
What you dared of me
Intimacy
Intimacy
“And to trust my words
Trust their meaning
To Trust when love you are receiving”
To lever hope out of the darkness
Of abyss of the cheated heart

As you lever hope out from the darkness
Of abyss of the cheated heart

Vertrauen
Vertrauen

“And when you lose
This trust
Remember must
Two fugitives
From the winter months
Rewriting all
The rules of love
Renegades from
The world around
Us”