[Verse 1] In the past when I knew less than I know now, which isn't much I slept inside Peter O'Toole's drinking stories I wept on the unmade bed of existential crises and сame to believe that all you need to be a writer was a coat One arm as long as the other brother Time can be a teacher when it suits Resuscitate your childhood schemes through...Learn More

[Verse 1] Your light makes darkness visible The legends say you are holistic The smell of sulphur looms in my room I'm superstitious eat me up Serotonin, need to sweat Animal wild now in need of a rush While travelling to the core of the source I died and was reborn devoid of remorse [Pre-Chorus] My heart My heart it is a tea chest of both memory...Learn More

I'm continually amazed at the serendipitous happenings Music brings to life It's gone beyond the point of questioning It's a matter of getting out of the way A train goes by streaking into the night Like an iron horse through the battered bridge below I tell you I've been smoking too much of late And we agree that you can't be too hard on...Learn More

Spoken: "Having been visited by bullshit, I decided a vacation was needed from where I..." Waking up on Friday morning hear the binmen bawling Across the street, an OAP trying to prevent from falling down Navy jeans, the smell of tea bags in mugs, cobwebs in cups You're becoming aware, then you retreat to your lair It doesn't work that way,...Learn More

"Could not refresh feed," the epitaph read All cookies accepted no heed to play dead A Syrian singer sang it's time to say goodbye A backing track blaring The street pigeons all cried Well I heard you'd been taken, unexpectedly so Having just cleaned your teeth Having dressed in clean clothes Like a flu, the Spanish or the new With a sycophantic...Learn More

We were in the war We were in the war The monk at the alms door The feminist wall, the wandering hand The 2021 almanac We were in the war Drink makes a poor canvas of your mind I see now, said the blind man I see now, said the blind man We were in the war The monk at the alms door The feminist wall, the wandering hand The 2021 almanac We were in...Learn More