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Blood Dark Sea

by Stillman

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1.
Chrome 07:49
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I awoke this morning to a silent, silver glow The halo round my curtains whispered snow I dragged my threadbare feet down the stairs to find A sickly sun reflected in my eyes And the floor was chrome Razor-smooth and needle-cold The floor was chrome Sterile fruit of dead seed grown I stooped to pick the glancing letters from the mat Like blades they bit and cut into my hands The blood crawled crimson and it trickled to the floor I pulled back the latch as it snaked beneath the door And the street was chrome Razor-smooth and needle-cold The street was chrome Sterile fruit of dead seed grown Here now, your time is come Earth cleansed by silver flood No hand nor heart can rust This dead and flawless husk And when the night falls to worn out knees I hear the wind chiming through stainless leaves All down the shining road no taste or smell or sound Houses jut like metal tombstones from the ground Perched on a frozen branch a blackbird chrome-encased And in her rigid wings I saw my face And my eyes were chrome Razor-smooth and needle-cold My eyes were chrome Sterile fruit of dead seed grown
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Being Gone 04:27
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In this road was a tree I walked past every morning and evening And it never lost a single leaf While the rain brought the rest to their knees And into the winter it clung on Through the stinging frost and freezing storm And all the nights stretched taut and long And these small things played out their part As I was thinking about being gone Lying in bed pretending sleep I looked out at the curling leaves And the branches brushed the window pane Like a tired hand on a cold, hard face And spring cracked open pale green eyes To gaze on the year's first blue sky Traced with thin, white scars of unlead lives And these small things played out their part As I was thinking about being gone You stick to your old script And I'll write my own lines Our silent car draws home again And the weekend's wrung to a bloodless end The house is dark and there in front Just scattered leaves and a jagged stump But the gutter it was filled with blossom Each one a memory we had lost and It smelt like petals on our coffin And these small things played out their part While I was thinking about being gone
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Runt Of The Litter 04:02
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Up through the thick slime once the braver ones fell Prey to the beaks and the bellies of hell Crawled over bodies slathered in blood The runt of the litter Dumber than mud I’ve got the Lord on my side And I can do anything, anything that I like Cos I got the word from on high And I can have anyone, anyone that I like Down rotten branches of the family tree Through the lame and the simple pregnant with disease On to gilt-silver side plates at campaign jambories The runt of the litter Lays his eggs and they eat I’ve got the Lord on my side And I can do anything, anything that I like Cos I got the word from on high And I can have anyone, anyone that I like Oo-ooh-yeah, oo-ooh yeah Cos I’ve got the Lord on my side And I can do anything, anything that I like Cos I got the word from on high And I can have anyone, anyone that I like
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Good Times 01:56
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All the good times are dead to me now And the worst thing is I don’t recall how I got through all those dull days without The black tar squeezing my heart Filling my mouth All of the good times Yeah all of the good times They’re dead to me now Dead to me Yeah they’re dead to me now Dead to me All the good times are dead to me
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Liverspots 05:32
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Just this moment And nothing more If I could run through its bleeding heart I would The platform has liverspots Of chewing gum, tobacco guts Spilled onto the tacky floor And I don’t know what I’m here for And in that shadow there Well I think I might rest Hissing, spitting Clawing at the sea No bright scalpel or touch Will cut you free The platform has liverspots of chewing gum Tobacco guts spilled onto the tacky floor And I don’t know what I’m here for And in that shadow there Well I think I might rest And wake empty as the first day that I was born And the babble-laden channels would all be gone The platform has liverspots of chewing gum Tobacco guts spilled onto the tacky floor And I don’t know what I’m here for
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The Meek 05:37
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The thick smell of a thin-cushioned suite The slow hiss of the fire She lays a kiss on his cheek Wipes a crumb from his tie “I’ll be right back You won’t know I’m gone” The trolley squeaks in the hallway and He’s left alone And the meek won’t inherit the earth Just the crawling, teeming dirt We’ve arrived Grab your guns Get wild Come on Next door in the spare room she smiles He’s promised to stay in after all She dreams rabbits and nursery rhymes Dancing round the walls Downstairs her empty purse lies where it was thrown The soft click of the back door and then She’s left alone And the meek won’t inherit the earth Just the crawling, teeming dirt We’ve arrived Grab your guns Get wild Come on, come on Then the bullets raged all night Tearing holes in the starlight “Where’s your friends now? Give it back right now.. Where’s all your clever words now? Give it up right now..” And the meek won’t inherit the earth Just the crawling, teeming dirt We’ve arrived Grab your guns And get wild Come on
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Beneath A Bulb 03:56
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On the floor Beneath a bulb With no shade Twisted wires Peeling walls Rusted frames Well I felt like someone else That she knew more than I knew myself On the breeze Engines growled And sirens keened We floated on The city's sounds And felt some peace And I felt like someone else That she knew more than I knew myself Clapping hands Beaten breasts A pious tide of noise and sweat They broke round us like we were stone Held fast and already alone Beneath a bulb And I remember it caught your hair As you were sucked down the stairs Into the hot greasy air
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Eyes Off It 04:07
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What if the sunshine could drop you where you stand? Or the rain plough furrows in your hand? And what if the cracked face that stared back looked like you? And everything you wished for suddenly came true? Don’t take your eyes off it’s Gone before you’re ready Gone before I realised I’d never even held it So don’t take your Don’t take your Don’t take your eyes off it Don’t take your Don’t take your Don’t take your eyes off it It’s already too late Gone are the souvenir shops and the paper stands Bleating traffic lights’ eyes scoured by drifted sand Well would you feel lost and would you feel alone Or would you feel like you had finally come home? Don’t take your eyes off it’s Gone before you’re ready Gone before I realised I’d never even held it So don’t take your Don’t take your Don’t take your eyes off it Don’t take your Don’t take your Don’t take your eyes off it It’s already too late It’s already too late It’s already too late to change it now All of your fashions and all of your fights They will sink into the earth like the mist after night And the Shades they will dance around our cold twisted flame And we will burn, yeah we will burn again Don’t take your eyes off it’s Gone before you’re ready Gone before I realised I’d never even held you
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Distraction 03:52
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These memories are just dead stock Taking space up Shift them before they rot And stink the place up The seas might freeze but your blood will still boil When it feels like you’re torn inside It’s just a distraction Wrap your arms round tight and nurse the lie It’s just a distraction Hugging your walls at night (comforts no one) But you still do it Just like the lines you write (sung to no one) But they get you through it The seas might freeze but your blood will still boil When it feels like you’re torn inside It’s just a distraction Wrap your arms round tight and nurse the lie It’s just a distraction Grace comes with many faces And you won’t know her As keen as a blade Or dry like a long dead page you wrote When it feels like you’re torn inside It’s just a distraction Wrap your arms round tight and nurse the lie It’s just a distraction Distraction
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Slide 02:58
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The first time that I saw you This song was done You were crying to The Beach Boys And dancing in the sun But I just let you slide The phone went but I let it ring And I stayed indoors It could have been the day Yeah it could have been today for sure But I just let it slide Just let it slide off the page Like so many more It could have been the day Yeah, I’m pretty sure But I just let it slide, just let it slide away And after all you won’t get what you paid for And this life, I don’t owe it time So I’ll just let it slide The first time that I saw you This song was done
11.
These Bones 08:54
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You can barely see the sky From this heaving, rolling crowd Gasping down hot breath Let slip from twisted mouths Black cliffs tower As the waves rock you to sleep We inch our way across The blood dark face of the sea These bones weigh me down Yeah these bones are screaming out To be set down To be set down To be set down Tumble to the shore There's hardly space to stand Crusted seaweed scabs Litter the ruined sand Oily tongues Whisper secret hymns Chalk tight in our hands Smooth as moonlight skin These bones weigh me down Yeah these bones are screaming out To be set down To be set down To be set down Rocks break and bloody my knees Rip nails from my hands and feet The cloud hangs a grey rotten sheet But up here the air tastes so sweet Higher and higher we go My tongue swells my throat won't swallow The last cliff rears up and there's no pain Close my eyes and scratch down my name These bones weigh me down Yeah these bones are screaming out To be set down To be set down To be set down And as I lie here Beneath the grey From a blank sky Comes the rain And it streams down the dry, dusty face Those black tears will wash us all Away

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released March 23, 2009

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