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      Celeste

      I was sitting in a field of pine trees
      coaxing the words from the earth and the dirt
      I sought a muse but the words just wouldn’t come
      It’s been a while since I saw you at New Year
      holding your breath, your eyes upon the second hand
      the way you looked is still vivid to me

      You’re something out of a dream
      messing with my head
      I've been looking for you
      are ya hiding?
      cos I like the way you’re calling to me
      your spell upon me
      you’re something out of a dream
      and I like it, though I fight it

      It took a while for the medicine to sink in
      blow out the fog and remove all the cobwebs
      now I’m clear I can hear myself think straight
      I’m on the road with my clothes in a rucksack
      over my shoulder following the whispers
      people ask me where I’m going in such haste
      and I say

      My girl’s a switchblade
      a bright light on the cityscape
      wherever she goes I’m gonna chase

      You’re something out of a dream
      messing with my head
      I've been looking for you
      are ya hiding?
      cos I like the way you’re calling to me
      your spell upon me
      you’re something out of a dream
      and I like it, though I fight it

      Cradle Song

      Under your palm
      Arrow’s lake stamps beside your name
      thumb ‘cross the lines
      test its weight and you begin to rise
      levitate
      its enough to lay beside
      remain awake

      Perfume rises and lingers from the lines
      pulls her curls across your eyes
      pacifies and replaces the hollow that she makes
      when she’s worlds away

      Hunched over now
      reciprocate
      a garland made in autumn shapes
      her hazel eyes
      new to taste
      swallowing the rhyme
      shiver shake
      notion crystallized
      kiss contained
      buttoned down inside
      my blue ink

      Turning over each phrase in your lidded eyes
      heavy on the midnight hour
      write a way ever further down inside her name
      but she’s worlds away

      It means so much to try
      though it’s bitter every time
      in the violence of the wait
      crawling cross the page
      to the desolation gate
      and the persimmon tree
      oh bird I’ve never seen
      return her on your speckled wing to me
      return her back to me

      He Won't Knock

      I’ve been biting down my tongue all through the afternoon
      But now there’s fractures in the glass around the snake pit
      Cos while you gave your monologues about aiming for the moon
      I found some obvious flaws in your spaceship

      And though I hate to blow the foghorn, the point is moot
      There’s a thin man approaching in a suit and leather boots

      For all the times he warned ya and you didn’t stop
      You’re gonna be taken out for all it is ya got
      Babe, you’re next in line or had you forgot?
      That he’s memorised the numbers right above your letterbox
      And when he comes baby, he won’t knock

      Giggling along on your sunday dream
      Since when did you start acting like you owned us?
      Cause you change your disquisitions by the hour, it seems
      And your parading around is makin’ me nauseous

      You better drown your desperation in a molotov
      But you can’t supplicate the scratching at your back door because

      For all the times he warned ya, and you didn’t stop
      You’re gonna be taken out for all it is ya got
      Babe, you’re next in line or had you forgot
      That he’s memorised the numbers right above your letterbox
      And when he comes baby
      When he comes baby
      He won’t knock

      I know it’s harder
      To just surrender
      When your white flag, mister,
      Is spoiled by murder
      But you threw them all to hell and if I was you I’d run and hide

      But you’re still slumbering away on your minute hand
      Swilling martinis like you’re not locked inside the doghouse
      And though you decorate your days with a fair and equitable grace
      You’re simply swine in a suit playing honest

      But that thin man’s approaching in his heavy leather boots
      And he’s waiting on the moment when he gets a hold of you

      You can kick and scream and you can wail all you want
      You’re gonna be taken out for all it is ya got
      Babe, your’re next in line for the chopping block
      And he’s memorised the numbers right above your letterbox
      And when he comes baby
      Yeah when he comes baby
      He won’t knock

      Marrow

      I don’t even mind if the angels come by
      take my arms in their arms
      draw me out above the neon wild where I
      I dissolve, I dissolve
      Reeling, my thoughts unwind
      they trail off in a line
      there’s buzzards in my head where there once was a fire
      and sparks and sparks and I

      Let me lay down on your table
      watch the sand fall, the trickle of time
      won’t you help me kill what ails?
      Come and kiss me pull the wool over my eyes

      Feeling kinda tired by the window tonight
      Heavy eyes, heavy eyes
      sick of recollecting what has broken my stride
      and I never mind, never mind
      I tasted marrow, dirt on that halo
      I woke up in July to a dizzying light
      the angels and wings and I
      feathers and wings and I

      San Diego, California
      I don’t remember, no, and I don’t recall ya
      complicated, anaesthetised
      been awake for days and I don’t know why
      so let me lay down on your table
      I'll watch the sand fall, the trickle of time
      Won’t you help me numb my mind?
      Come and kiss me pull the wool over my eyes

      Tranquilize

      I lie and think of evergreens
      of winter voices and falling leaves
      relax my palms and greet the night
      a rush of heat as the needle finds
      my bloodlines
      my bloodlines
      so never mind

      I don’t even mind if the angels come by, take my arms in their arms
      there’s buzzards in my head where there once was a fire
      and sparks and sparks and sparks and sparks
      and sparks and sparks and sparks and sparks
      and sparks and sparks and sparks