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Let us take ourselves back
Before we lose all traces of white and black
Let us take ourselves back
And go just off the beaten track
To find a place
To rest and to stall
We think we know it all
Little to say we're as lost
As a pomegranate in a slush of frost
How about we make some toast
Even if a log fire is more useless than most
Cooking methods have developed
Chargrilled marshmellows are enveloped
And we are off the beaten track
Looking like melons with pomegranates
In a sea of slush.
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Drinking away the moment
Drinking away the blood
Trying not to be the vampire
Existing for your love.
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Writing on the wall
Superstition
Made us all
Like zwischen and frisson
An in between and a prison.
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Behind the glass
Lies a lie of mirrors past
Pass that mirror
Do I look queer or dissimilar?
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Drinking in the portent
Repeating what we loved
Losing what was in between
And escaping the daily grudge.
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Drinking away the moment
In a bar somewhere downtown
There's blood on the mirror.
...
Lost in a pale stream
A beam sun-downed
a beer glass flattened down.
Losing all sparkle
Edge and hum
What a wily conundrum
And a token fascination.
They choose to perplex
And we choose to ride
The rollercoaster of madness
Or white trojan horses
Or rhino hide.
It's a wonder the life remains the same
Always the same
Love still remains
But the colours change
And we rediscover
What it means to make us
Forever similar
And forever not quite estranged.
Let us take ourselves back
Before we lose all traces of white and black
Let us take ourselves back
And go just off the beaten track
To find a place
To rest and to stall
We think we know it all
Little to say we're as lost
As a pomegranate in a slush of frost
How about we make some toast
Even if a log fire is more useless than most
Cooking methods have developed
Chargrilled marshmellows are enveloped
And we are off the beaten track
Looking like melons with pomegranates
In a sea of slush.
-
Drinking away the moment
Drinking away the blood
Trying not to be the vampire
Existing for your love.
-
Writing on the wall
Superstition
Made us all
Like zwischen and frisson
An in between and a prison.
-
Behind the glass
Lies a lie of mirrors past
Pass that mirror
Do I look queer or dissimilar?
-
Drinking in the portent
Repeating what we loved
Losing what was in between
And escaping the daily grudge.
-
Drinking away the moment
In a bar somewhere downtown
There's blood on the mirror.
...
Lost in a pale stream
A beam sun-downed
a beer glass flattened down.
Losing all sparkle
Edge and hum
What a wily conundrum
And a token fascination.
They choose to perplex
And we choose to ride
The rollercoaster of madness
Or white trojan horses
Or rhino hide.
It's a wonder the life remains the same
Always the same
Love still remains
But the colours change
And we rediscover
What it means to make us
Forever similar
And forever not quite estranged.