wytchcroft

looking for my sister
all on the maiden way
glass under starlight
ice across the bay

silver roses
worn around her wrist
silver roses
hard to resist

singing songs
to catch many a fisherman by his line
merry she was
below the waves
and in the brine

looking for my sister
upon the moonlit stair
the wild, wild ocean
the waving of her hair

singing songs
to catch many a fisherman by his line
all the songs
the songs that saved my life

silver roses
floating on the Sea
silver roses
for my sister and me.

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Just like the waves:

we walk the woods
we track the roads
we dash our footprints into stone
dancing like the sunlight
shines for us alone

and we gaze away
in the tender moment
a hopeless sort of magic
so tragic and
theatrical

bring it on oh bring it on
bring it on down
on us

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and always she would sweep me
up up up in her wide arms
we can be bats in the belfry
she said
the empress and a knight of charms
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(part one - there and then)

you and me babe
remembering the big back when, back then
and a thousand lives flickering from the rain wet windows
as we ran the length of the city
holding hard the hand of every rusting fire-escape
rolling down the cold iron in a tumbling kiss and away ( yeah... )

(i don't write songs any more - but here's an odd one i just found a version of.

It was part of a sort of concept musical thing way back in the way back in.)



Salesman 


One push but - did I push her - like a pusher 
little pusher let me lay a little truth on you
that’s what I do
that’s what I do, I move 
that’s what I do - coz I’m a salesman


I get the feeling time is falling back on me. 
I get the feeling time is falling back on me.

Trading names the place exchanged our clothes, our selves, our secret 
those we left behind depleted
memory 
just one more empty hotel of the sort that we know so well
sign in love 
so twisted up inside the gut 
the bloody dust 
graffiti
it's all I'm reading lately
when I move
coz I'm tired of the weight of these books

I’m a salesman
tired of the weight upon me

when I go - I’m shaking - when I move
that’s what I do

Honey let me take you from this place
I’ll wipe your eyes 
right off your face
You tried to shine that's always a mistake
there really aint much to choose
between a star and a new pair of shoes

everything is true

that’s what I do
I’m a salesman 

like a pusher - did I push her - like a pusher 
little pusher let me lay a little truth on you
that’s what I do
that’s what I do, I move 
that’s what I do - coz I’m a salesman

I get the feeling time is falling back on me
I get the feeling time is falling back on me

I’m slipping through the cracks of history
when I move
somebody's memory
the scenery – all the figments of the fast machinery
pulling into every hotel I know so well
empty head, twin bed 
twin top - twin engined convertible 

cover up yourself, your cover story feature
dreaming future starlet 
cover up the dust in your eyes
death bed capitulations, wind blown my aspirations
table top conversations
taking it down 
from town to town
I’m shaking
circling round down town to town
I take it with me when I go
wind blown round down town to town when I move

that’s what I do

I take it with me
when I move

the scenery

coz I’m a salesman

I get the feeling time is falling back on me.

 

nv / 94