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by The Bonsack Machine

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1.
All the ghosts in this vessel Frightened of dying All the words on the tips of their thumbs Abbreving in Latin and mechanical pidgin To conserve all desire in their lungs If I turn the sky groundwards From the sea they'll rise, All those hapless navigators Reaching for the stars As they fall around our feet And underneath our cars All the stone in this bread cannot be turned Despite the gnashing of my teeth in my sleep But men do prefer the whole room to be burned Than to just treat the floor to a sweep If I turn the sky groundwards From the sea they'll rise, All those hapless navigators Reaching for the stars As they fall around our feet And underneath our cars All the ghosts in their windows, Tapping and etching Out the living into bottle-necked enfolds Every hothouse has a memory of the Bees that don't get through But none of how all the flowers grew If I turn the sky groundwards From the sea they'll rise, All those hapless navigators Reaching for the stars As they fall around our feet And underneath our cars
2.
Twist 03:00
Are my eyes too open, in the wrong direction? Are my wounds too token, am I not forgiven? I've had this meat inside my belly since before I was born. Shake me, make me, gently break me Fluid fingers overtake me Lift me, fly me, oh I cry - Me oh my I think that I can Hear you rattling deep inside me, hypodermis saintly find me, Blood beneath your leaves I'm just another twist in your tree. Angels in crushed velour, lose a day upon the hour A piece of string for ev'ry star Our stellar gallows tease the ground Why is your head shaking? Why is your heart breaking? I am only half-awake and half of me is dream Shake me, make me, gently break me Fluid fingers overtake me Lift me, fly me, oh I cry - Me oh my I think that I can Hear you rattling deep inside me, hypodermis saintly find me, Blood beneath your leaves I'm just another twist in your tree.
3.
I measure out her sugar, a little extra for the spoon Here's another Wednesday and I'm a stranger in the room Plastic roses drinking wandering shadows of the water That worm their ways beneath the frame of a man froze in laughter Grandma was alive in 1955, with whiskey, boys and cigarettes and her skirt above her thighs Needle in the groove in those rock 'n roll rooms of smoke and perspiration, cry – Ooooh, sweetheart, it's 1955 Spin me like a record, honey, and say we'll never die We're never gonna die, no we're never gonna die In twilight days at the edge of the bed, She would watch her husband carefully undress His penis just there like an estranged relative And she would feel the very smallness of the room There would be no fire in his leaving No broken plates, no slamming doors No other woman to despise or to envy She would just find him on the floor Grandma was alive in 1955 Every day above her lover's bed a king stood crucified Her mother in her head like a cat whines at the door You will learn, my daughter, sigh – Oh, sweetheart, it's 1955 I came with just a suitcase just to see that you survived, just to see that you survived Just to see that you survived Grandma was alive in 1955, with whiskey, boys and cigarettes and her skirt above her thighs Needle in the groove in those rock 'n roll rooms of smoke and perspiration, cry – Ooooh, sweetheart, it's 1955 Spin me like a record, honey, and say we'll never die We're never gonna die, no we're never gonna die
4.
Age of Stone 03:52
Does everybody come here, to your silent field of shiny crows playing absent chaperon? Does everybody lie here, pressed down into the cool, sweet grass, enwoven and forgotten? Don't tell me I'm the first, don't tell me I'm the last Just kiss me into the Age of Stone And sit with me a moment, while all the other ages pass Does everybody come here, to your ramble house with its dogged thorns and distant kettle sounds? Does everybody lie here, in your flower room with its scattered postcards all patched into a wall? Don't tell me I'm the first, don't tell me I'm the last Just kiss me into the Age of Stone And sit with me a moment, while all the other ages pass Don't tell me I'm the first, don't tell me I'm the last And please don't tell me That everybody comes here, to your little lost car with its crows-feet scars and windows licked with snow. That everybody lies here amidst the ebbing maps and the bottle caps and the dusky rivulets Don't tell me I'm the first, don't tell me I'm the last Just kiss me into the Age of Stone And wait with me here while none of this has ever begun
5.
When the king falls We'll weep the tears that ought to be wept We'll sleep the sleeps that should have been slept We'll kick the leaves that would have been swept When the king falls We'll dance the steps we were taught to forget, Re-sing the tunes we were taught to neglect, Find all the things that should have been kept Blindness will fade, When the king falls The hunger will subside again, When the king falls I will learn to love again, When the king falls We will be alive again, When the king falls When the king falls I'll feel the things that should have been felt, I'll yell the yells that should have been yelled, I'll fix the things that couldn't be helped. When the king falls I'll ask the things that were never asked He'll be smaller then - without his mask - He'll be all alone like the rest of us. I will see clear again, When the king falls The hunger disappear again, When the king falls We will learn to love again, When the king falls I will be alive again, When the king falls When the king falls We'll take the hands that couldn't be held We'll break the bars and rattle the bells Re-fill the jars with beautiful smells When the king falls I'll make the calls that should have been made I'll light all the lights and lift all the shades I'll be the one who should have been saved I will be here again, When the king falls The hunger disappear again, When the king falls I will learn to love again, When the king falls We will be alive again, When the king falls

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released October 30, 2012

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A moody Melbourne power pop quartet.

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