Forever

The moments are flitting
We look for God
He is in the cupboard
Forever spinning
The essence of him lingers
Our spirit is home
A passion play
Too many lessons to learn
We take flight
Cycle
Spiral
The moments are flitting
This place is forever.

Ache

The lines on my skin tell a story
Ones I think about myself
We pop the blisters in the bathroom
The only room that is safe from him
Alice ruffles her skirt and sits down beside me
All will be well she whispers
We can tell our own story
One without powder and dust
How we ache for that

Rattle

We take the rattle of the cage
A mere shell of images
We fold nowhere in our hands 
It is safe in our head 
Images rest in limbo
We take the pills 
It makes our head ring
We have nowhere to go
The slip of the blade gasps 
We climb the ladder 
Shudder to the end

We take the rattle of the cage

A mere shell of images

We fold nowhere in our hands.

Human

We hear the voices in our head
A strange calling
A plaintive cry
We are human
Real
We carry the cans
Take them to a place called home
A place of safety and surprise
We drown out the thoughts with powder
Nothing quite measures up
The voices sing like birds
Screaming in the night
Blue skies and rain
A strange calling
We wonder what it is like to be human
Then we look in the mirror
And we know
We know.

Measure

We wait for the cans
All night long
We are up and down
Nothing quite measures up
Nothing comes near
We wish for bluebirds and chimney tops
But all we see is acid clouds
The noise in our head is indefatigable
We look to stop it but nothing comes close
A small mistake turns into a major disaster
We don't know what to do any more
Shh and listen she whispers in the cold grey night
I try to but all I hear is the rattle
All I need I cannot have
We are up all night
Up and down like yoyos
Nothing quite measures up.

Harm

There is no one left to tell
All the swirling dreams and chimney tops
It will pass
Do us no harm
Honey on our breath
A shot alone to fiddle
All treats will pass
We take our last breath
Like a call in the night
A shot across an empty sky
Honey on our lips
We are all alone
No one left to tell
We dream a thousand dreams
Wait until morning
When the rain will come and wash away our harms.

Lust

We hold the pencil in our hands
It is warm like pebbles
We draw thick lines on the wall
Track lines
All we ache for is the cans
We line them up and dream
How long have we been here she asks
Too long
Then why can't we leave
My lips draw a blank
I fear if I move I will lose you
I go where you go silly
I lie back in the bath
Let the hot water cleanse my heart
Every day is precious
Yet I can't lust for it
We hold the pencil in our hands
It is warm like pebbles.

Prosper

We breathe in the dull years
No one listens to our deep pain
The cans rattle in the bed
The noise shakes through our bones
Like some sacred ritual we can't stop
We act through the days
Write our way out of trouble
Dig through flesh to reach spirit
It is more than we can bear
We would like to prosper
But our hands hold us back
We breathe in the dull years
No one listens to our deep pain.

Crawl

We crawl through the labyrinth of our thoughts
We are lost
Rely on chance
Have my back and I will keep yours safe
It's like a race she giggles
Slamming her feet on the stained floor
My head blasts
I suspect the link of change
That my sweet powder has been stolen from me
We remember stealing the bicycle and leaving the house
Now the link with the bad man is receding
It is scary not to hear his voice.