(instrumental)

pink moon

I saw it written and I saw it say
"pink moon is on its way,
and none of you who stand so tall -
pink moon's gonna get you all".
it's a pink moon.
yeah, it's a pink moon -
pink, pink, pink,
pink moon.

iris murdoch cut me down

I scrape the water from my eyes,
another victim of the wicked world.
I scrape the water from my eyes.
I'm all wrapped up in my wild cloak.

the golden light is everywhere,
the golden light is in my soul.
the golden light is everywhere,
the golden light is in my soul...

curtain dream

at the end of the day,
in the cold of the night,
when the branch breaks I fall
to the floor of the world.

I scream like a child,
I scream for my wings.
I scream at the words
making cheap what I feel.
I walk through my room
and I kick down the walls.
I lie on the bed
and feel there's nothing left but doubt.

in the cold of the night
I will show you my wounds.
only then can I say to you
"spread your dreams under me, my love".
I dream of this bridge,
I dream of these trees,
I burn in these flames,
that I'll never understand.
I walk through my room
and I kick down the chairs.
I've opened my eyes
and seen there's nothing left but doubt.

heaven's break

she would stare into the sun,
screaming loud in summer heat.
she would fly away from him,
solid melting into sky.

mirror cracked,
her day won't shine.
love has stripped her body tame.
and love still reaching out
is softness touching stone.

"awake me.
heaven break me."

french tree terror suspect

(instrumental)

river song

oh, the waters flow
over rock and stone.
over the waters blow
windy winds so cold.
oh, the rivers flow
so.
oh, the rivers flow
so.

over the rivers fly
stately kingfishers.
through the waters swim
stickleback fishes.
oh, the waters flow
so.
oh, the rivers flow
so.

oh, the waters flow
over rock and stone.
through the waters swim
stickleback fishes.
oh, the rivers flow
so.
oh, the rivers flow
so.
oh, the rivers flow
so.

riverrun

come with me, run with me,
feel the heat of morning sun.
come with me, run with me,
see the way the river runs.
come to me, come to me
now.
come to me, come to me
now.

river run on...

the ballet beast

and then you say
there must be more;
more than this nothing,
more than this waiting.
alone and unchained,
there must be more;
more than this yearning,
this searching for something to say...

fragrance clings like smoke to my clothes.
autumn trees shed leaves over me.
colours bring new life to the earth.

I swear I can smell the sea.
I swear I believe in love.
I swear I can smell the sea.
I swear I believe in love again.

lamplight sucks the town into view -
loaded up with visions of you.
the more I felt, the less that I knew.
I swear I can smell the sea.
I swear I believe in love.
I swear I can smell the sea.
I swear I believe in love.

I swear I can smell the sea.
I swear I believe in love.
I swear I can smell the sea.
I swear I believe in love.

out here where wind is howling,
I watch the rising flames.
out here where heat is rising,
I smell the sea again. the night sky, the sweet earth;
the night sky, the sweet earth.
I talk to you, but you cannot hear;
I'm talking to you, but you cannot hear.

life with picasso

I see you struggle in the water,
a violent mess of motion.
I hear no screams,
I stand apart.
only hearing
the crashing din
of colliding waves...

death and dodgson's dreamchild

alone by the window, looking out -
that's how I see you.
always reaching,
(reaching out).
always searching,
(reaching out).
always reaching,
(reaching out).
always searching
blindly.
always waiting for the new dawn,
always waiting for the new dawn.

the hidden art of man ray

(instrumental)

(extra tracks from original cassette edition)

forest almost burning

see him trample on the dead leaves
with the forest almost burning;
making patterns with his footprints,
breaking silence with his dreams.

watch him shaping life from wet clay
with the forest brightly burning;
making patterns with his fingers,
taking symbols from his dream.

when all language seems quite useless
with the forest burnt to the ground,
and the apple of corruption
breaks the silence of his dream...

desert heart

his hands were hard,
your face was soft.
he kissed your heavy head
and then you lost your strength.
now nothing's sure.
you're empty now.
he kissed your heavy head
and then you lost your strength.

you will climb higher
higher than this charmless sky.
you will climb higher
far above his sad ghost.

climb high...

where?
it's here.

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deep inside your desert heart,
deep inside of me.

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his hands were hard,
your face was soft.
he kissed your heavy head
and then you lost your strength.

you break
like a child,
like a child...
you break, you swim alone
like a child...

here...