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Bushes & Briars
04:35
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. thru bushes & thru briars I lately made my way/all for to hear the young birds sing/ & the lambs to skip & play .
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To Cry Mercy
05:13
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as i went out one summer's morn i saw the day was mine/ saw it/it was not yours/& all yr ruin was my gain/& all my pleasure meant your pain/again & again & again .
. & as i watched yr face becoming a mask/i felt the taste you craved hit me/strike me back/yr eyes were raw/a stinging name/an amusing flame/a devouring gaze unafraid .
. & now i want to cry mercy oh mercy .
. i savoured tastes that were not mine/i soured the sugar/i sweetened the sharpest brine/& now i'm waiting thin as pain/with tired appetite so great/& strange .
. & now i want to cry mercy/oh mercy/oh mercy .
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Year Dot
04:34
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. the day begins with ashes/sunlight cities, fields & seas - from year dot thru 'til doom .
. the day curtails with ashes/the winds playing in lightning trees - from year dot 'til doom - from year dot to now .
. all to a flowing rhythm as ferrying as a heart beating thru & beating you - such a crazy machination & our crazed imaginations thirst & look for truths/clutch at truths that butterfly around .
. as old as the hills & the mountains/until the day the sun dies & darkens - from year dot thru 'till doom/from year dot to now .
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. voices hissing hidden like spite/preying, apprising, poising to strike/tasting venom, savouring triumph, reeling drunken exquisite delight .
. you survived mad waters & you still you hear the roar/& yr longinging to rid the waves/you still get no further than the shore .
. seasoned, soul lusting soft fist of night crawls seductive, houses your cries/ hear my voice, so stranger-like/in sublime, gnawing, fascinated denial
. such an ocean yesterday/crashing at yr door/& tho yr wanting to ride the waves - you still get no further than the shore .
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Jump To Glory Jane
04:33
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Dear Light
04:01
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. dear light of a morning again/soothing refrain the ttells me/that no man is an island & no man is a rock .
mercy Sunday morning for me/bells ring - singing & sounding/clashing, ringing aloud for me/on this mercy day .
. & this sorrow, goodbye - & I cry, calling out & up to the skies : bidding sorrow goodbye .
. & who am I to feel like this, who am I on this morning as I rise? /for, there you are cold as clay as ices some nightfall that never lights/all except upon my life .
. mercy Sunday morning I rise as the bells ring & run riot .
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Returning Over
04:04
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. passing me/they're passing/they're taking to the winds/fleeing on to somewhere else, on their way to ease/wreathed in such secrets - my brittle reasoning is nulled & unconscious of them, asleep to their screams .
. 'cross the sun the birds of prey wheeling/escaping from heights of lust & longing they take flight, so dazzling/& i'm shadowing their passing so wondrous to be seen/& i'm longing for the wings that they unravel & reveal/ returning over & over/returning over & over & over .
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Dust Alphabet
03:04
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. you listen with yr heart/but yr feeling far too kind/here, the sea may seem to start/but it stretches far from sight .
. listen - you were once a part of all you now despise/but you can't just have a change of heart/& then expect the past to die .
. listen across the sand/teh sea drifts you to where you stand/to voices you've know/& they're crying .
. listen across the sand/ with a wild wish/to understand the crash of the waves passing/like a lie .
. you listen with yr heart/willing it all becalmed & quiet/all the flowing & the ebbing tides/teh whole maddening design/all the drowning voices you want dying - all the hiss & roar of desire/all the false love of the waves that sigh/all the hypocract running riot .
. you listen across the sands/to the waves drifting you to where you stand/& all their voices swallowing yr life .
. you listen across the sands/with no hope/no hope to ever understand the mad crashing waves that you must ride .
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Likeness Of Summer
03:00
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. once I found you walking with footsteps gently drawing you somewhere fit for falling/traps & snares you'd lay for you/treasures so appealing/so dark & drear& all dazzling to you/you would not hear the calling of a likeness of summer, running in full bloom .
. & once I found you walking with fingers roaming. thing in yr hair/to soothe you/& rubbing eye & laughing thrashing at the air around you/open hands a-clapping & marking time/so seductive a tune/flowering/perfumed/ persuading/a likeness of summer, running in full bloom /a like mess of summer, running in mad pursuit/a likeness of summer, running after you .
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Sorrow Came
02:33
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Guide This Night
03:05
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. oh I remember how it looked so real/a glow like a beacon bright scanning on a sea of waves lapping in & out/& over all of me - what could be sweeter than the salt sea?
. & when I visit there/it focuses again/settling clearly & beckoning to send out to the waters to pull a tide in/getting it ready for tomorrow's refrain - what could be sweeter?
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Bitter Apples
04:13
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Sunset 1903
03:11
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Harps In Heaven
03:58
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. harps in heaven played for you/played for Christ with for his eyes so blue/played for peter & for paul/but never played for me at all .
. harps in heaven all made of glass/greener than the rainy grass/played for peter & for paul/but never play for me at all .
. harps in heaven play high play low/thru the cold rainy wind wind I go/to find the harp as green/my splintered harp without a string .
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seasons . (untitled*1) .
02:48
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i wept for dives .
01:33
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i wept for Iazarus .
01:16
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Eyeless In Gaza UK
For CD versions write eyeless@eyelessingaza.com
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Biog stuff? It’s always changing. Re creativity, a wise man said: ‘‘It doesn’t matter where, as long as it’s out of this world’’. This seems a good way to feel about it all ... the music should be like a drugged dream, poem, hope, prayer - probably a blues .
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