COBBLED FROM DUST

Here it is against my belly, the sum of all your solid parts
I soak you up and let you fuel my follies
The same events were caused long ago.

I watch you bite my legs offI humbly dropped my gloves off to fight; that's sane?
Here again, a simple verse, it echos love on through the wind and wires
Or the ring of the phone

We're destined to get swallowed whole,
so I'd rather not stay home tonight

'Cause what we want is here in the face of the fight.

RESTORATION

Concentric circles signal dinner time
The tidal waves that skim the surface
We're split along the seams, we've all been gnawing at the bone
And your last breath left us dangling from your spine, and that was fine.
Yeah, your last breath left us hanging on the line wondering why you never lose.

After all, the hair falls from your head
And a heart attack's been sleeping in your bed
But on with the restoration

I'm runnin on my feet, I never stumble as I'm falling
'Cause the vultures love to have you in their claws
But you offered me my preservation

Will all this time my fortune be?
And the stunts that brought me to my knees?
'Cause I can't wipe my collar on my own.
I'm split along the seams, my head is coming off.

MISPLACED

You're the late night tussle
you're the rumble in my room
It's the mix of muscle, and the wind on the dunes
That makes me move

If you winded a web,
through the break and bramble
I could get caught in it,
and make the least of the day

Oh, I know I won't be misplaced

But if I leave the line, a second too soon
Would you pull apart the dark and flee from the room
Like all the wandering stars, that wander in june
That later huddle on the dark, dark side of the moon

There's no suf- or prefix
That binds to your name
It gets my tongue tied and twisted
Like snowfall in may

Oh, I know I won't be misplaced

I MADE THE LAW

I made the law from half the truth
And kept my mouth from kissing you
I curse you all, I really do
'Cause all I know, I couldn't prove

Went drifing on, from thoughts of you
And making time, for ridicule
It's coming off: the other shoe
I put my right foot first, and left the room

I cut my lip, sipping from the last glass
I could feel myself, slipping and falling fast
'Cause I never stopped thinking of you as a monument
And all the time, I could have just been moving in.

CROSSED WIRES

All you wanted was a way

To keep your head above the waves

And keep those bay street wolves at bay

Oh, but you will never ever get to be one of the unhunted

And all they want is your good name

But you can't hide republic shame

And you can't graveyard shift the blame

Oh, and it is coming like a dark bora tearing up the adriatic

I wonder what it's called when nothings what you get but you gave everything

So when there's no where left to hide

And time it isn't on your side

There is one thing you haven't tried...

Oh, and it is coming on the slipstream, it is coming on the changing tide

If you learn anything

You have to learn to walk the fire

You need know to play both sides

You've got to try to cross the wires

Spark's gonna rain on us

ON THE LINE

I can feel you on the line, two cents short of another dime

Simply calling makes two wrongs a right

Oh our city has a face, a bright reminder of a time and place

When we dabbled in the games of give and take

But the line seems to fall

With the weight of us all

And I know you won't be holding on too long

BOBCAT GOLDWRAITH

You could lead me home

On the road that we started on

Where I found out, all I needed was you

Lay down on the fire, let the breeze blow

And the cobwebs cauterize

Smoke on the water

As the day burns out on the waves

How long can I keep on walking the rails

With your engine running venom in my veins

Let the rivers rise

Let the old bones carbonize

Lay down on the fire, let the breeze blow

And the cobwebs cauterize

NO GHOST

I can meet you by the road

Where the spray paint meets the grass

And your thirty second thoughts

Melt into time-lapse photographs

And the day, seems to float again

In the wake of your open arms

The needle skips along the wax

And the sun is solid gold

I sink my canines to the fat

'Cause a heavy vessel floats

And the day, seems to float again

In the wake of your open arms

Your body's beached along the bay

I lit a bonfire and drowned it in your name

I spilt your film into the light of the never ending day

And the cold collapsed my heart

So I buried it in the canyons of your claim

SLIPPERY WHEN WET

Panda panda climb your tree

There's a life you live in spite of me

And for all the fruit that bore your seed

There's a wet worm waiting by your feet

By your feet, by your feet

There's another apple you don't need

And oh I cursed the weight of me

The heavy purse drug by your feet

And the dead-straight line that pulled you in

Got tangled in our spiral spin

In our spin, in our spin

The tangle that I left you in

And oh the love I thought we had

A tire-tread that slips when wet

And I convinced myself of my belief

That behind each branch a fallen leaf

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves

I could the colours at my feet.

ALMANAC

There's a season in your eyes

And a fever on your breath

And you're anchored to the tide

And the rhythm in your chest

I read the rings and count the city lights

You sing a static sonnet on the dial

You could take a walk, through the mines

Or you could spend all your days just waiting for the night

The stones that skip, the dust that turns to fire

I see it all reflected in your eyes

KINDLING TO CREMATION

My ears are ringing

I wasn't sure if you had it in you

It's a flat sky, there's no shadows

I can hear the wrinkles whisper in your dress

Don't hear the ringing, just the wind kissing your ears

'Cause this is how you pass the time away

As the kindling to my cremation

We don't hear the ringing, just the wind kissing our ears

'Cause this is how you pass the time away