Move my way, yeah, nice and slow / Find my foot, well it’s over kinda low / It’s easy to mistake for my bright red lip / Just move up a meter and
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Ancient earthwork, fort and barrowdiscreetly hide their secret abodesthe most fearful hide deep insideand venture not there opon yuletidefor invasion of their hollow hillsthat music hold, and oberon fillis surely recommended notfor fear of death, in fear of rothollow hillshollow hillshollow hillshollow hillsbaleful sunds and wild voices ignoredill luck, disaster, the one rewardviolated sanctity of supermen’s hillsso sad, love lies there still, so sad- so sadhollow hills, hollow hillswitches too, and goblin too and speckled sillslament, repent, oh mortal youso sad, so sade (fade out)
White on white translucent black capes / Back on the back / Bela lugosi’s dead / The bats have left the bell tower
And he spoke of pastures green / I was never told why / Each journey lasts an age / And my throat feels dry
Sinister echoes clutching at straws / Letter boxes screaming / You try to pin him to the wall / You end up on the ceiling
What do you want of me / What do you long from me / A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn / A count, white and drawn
Caressing bent up to the jug again / With sheaths and pills / Invading all those stills / In a hovel of a bed
One eye’s closed in fear, anticipation / Will it stay shut? Will it ever open? / What if? / What if?
Telegram Sam / Telegram Sam / You’re my main man / Golden nose slim
A gut pull drag on me / Into the chasm gaping we / Mirrors multy reflecting this / Between spunk stained sheet