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Oh lord
I've lost the one I love
I gave her all I had
But that was not enough
Oh lord
I cannot bear to breathe
Her voice is but a memory
Her kiss is but a dream

There's rain on the line between his ear and mine/Lost in translation, bad patient/I'm a terrier, a black sheep, half-relation/He's French, a hack, white, Caucasian/We fuck in sadness, a cold frustration/Then we're fine for a while, our hearts adjacent/He types, I read and we clash on the keys/He corrects, I direct the bones of the text/But he's silent, too ill, too fragile, too still and I'm violent and rash, slow down for the crash

Came to London to find myself but in ten million people
Where do you start?
Drunk at a party
You asked me if I was someone else and I say
"Yeah, if it helps you, I won't be myself"
Like Japanese poets who capture a Summer in only three lines
With just one kiss
I want to tell you but it takes all night

Look at that rich girl twitch
like me she can't sit still
How would you want it seen?
Just like when you were ill?
When you hear the way they talk
the rosy cheeks of the ruling classes
You can argue all you like
they swear by early nights

None of us are what we were
I know you've heard this all before
I know you've heard this all before
But none of us are what we were
But it's a dark age, a dangerous time
I'm on the last page, the end of the line
But it's a dark age, a dangerous time
I'm on the last train, the end of the line

Anything can happen in life
Especially nothing, mainly nothing
Once you know that, you're fine
Once you know that, you can retire
Set your clock by your heart
Work's overrated and it will kill you
Finish nothing you start
And start nothing you think you'll continue

(Words - GA Johnson)

My youth, I could not drag it
I could not bring it with, so I ended up without
The house was razed, the spark was dowsed
The looks have gone but I soldier on
I’m halfway through
I’m halfway through

Outside, the fairground in snow,
revolves like a waltz, funeral slow
And summer has gone, collapsed like a chair
Like the heart of a bird, a bell on the air

Inside, the wireless in snow
The orchestra drowns, funeral slow
And autumn has gone and with it the bloom -

I came to your party dressed as a shadow and you never knew, you never knew
I rolled through the halls like a velvet wave, as quiet as an empty stage
I blackened your eyes and stole the light from your glass
But in the cold calm of the morning, lay like a death-kite on your lawn
I came to your party dressed as a shadow, without invitation, without a motive
I parked three streets from the moonlight - the soft walk to your house on a silver string
You were dancing in the backyard to a biscuit-tin beat
I slunk between the notes, posting them off to the night

I HAVE MOVED INTO THE SHADOW
(Words - GA Johnson)

The night is closing in
The clouds are frozen still
The birds are feathered down
The churches ring the hour
Where once there was a cheer now stands a sorry crowd

I HAVE MOVED INTO THE SHADOW
(Words - GA Johnson)

The night is closing in
The clouds are frozen still
The birds are feathered down
The churches ring the hour
Where once there was a cheer now stands a sorry crowd

The doctors shake their heads, they chain around the bed
They’re looking for a reason to why I’m still not dead
The medicine’s not working, I haven’t slept for days
The light is shone right through me, the skeleton is weighed

Incurable, I’m helpless - the mind and body weak
I have so much to tell you but I can’t seem to speak
Incurable, I’m lonely, the city empties out

Your name is assured in the history books
The ink it has settled, no fear
But do not for once grow attached to your throne
The price of betrayal is dear
The weight of the power, corruption and lies Has broken the strongest of spines
The crown that you wear, it may seem a good fit
But thorns, they will spite you with time

Life has not finished with me yet
Life has not finished with me yet
I've stood on the ledge, peered over the edge
Life has not finished with me yet

Life has not finished with me yet (no)
Life has not finished with me yet
I've put blade to vein but I can't bear the pain

It's the night of the hunter
It's the night of the long knives
It's the night of the hunter
And you can justify all you like

Sleep tight, this snowy night
For spring, you will never see again
Say goodbye to your awful wives

On the forecourts of French libraries from Reignac to Marseilles/the rain rattles small cars, clouds drape over backseats/I am a photograph in your satchel, between a paperback and cigarettes/I am the dead bird on the gravel, neck snapped from last night's Northwesterly/But no peace, no closure/But no peace, no closure/Beside these roads that halt like jetties, beneath circling murders are leafless trees, drowning at the knees; some burnt to the fingertips/And here my tracks sink, end, return as I walked in and out of you/And here my tracks sink, end, return as I walked in and out of you/But no peace, no closure/But no peace, no closure/Driving back through the town/The road map-pinned by Pharmacie signs winking up-road/The cars slice the afternoon with a guillotine slush as it bleeds into a night peppered by stars and planes to Japan/And the changing of gears jilts the cats from the walls/The truth lives with you/The truth lives with you/But no peace, no closure/But no peace, no closure/But no peace, no closure/But no peace, no closure

Is it the shadow in my voice?
Oh, I can barely form a sigh
Is it the music that I make?
Is it the sadness in my eyes?
You put me in position
As it tells you in the book
But I’m a separate chapter
You cannot look it up

Out of season, out of heart, I cross you off beneath the stars
Autumn leaves a nasty scar and with the leaves, the heart departs
You're off the map, you've left the book
I'm off my head and treading luck
And it's too late to call you up
The heart migrates, it comes unstuck
I light a candle for Saint Marie
In the hope she never brings you back to me

Three on the backseat as we drive home from rehearsal
There's snow on the drums
The snare shudders like a cold ghost between my mittens
in the trunk, guitars slide like dead over dead
It's stopped snowing
We think we see foxes
I breathe a canvas on the window to write your name on the landscape
The sky is a grey flint from coast to coast with birds frozen in

Rain starts on you as your goodbye runs me through
Goodbye is nothing new but its last breath when said by you
And this world shrinks to a room, weather inside snowfall soon
No bookcase can rescue a man, only a letter of sorry can

Handle with care if only you dare
I'm sensitive, touch sensitive
Handle with care if only you are

Geography, be kind to me,
For the miles apart are killing me
Tonight I would die to be by her side
So speed the road, rush the lights
Speed the road, rush the lights

Even bad girls sleep tonight
Even bad girls sleep tonight

She said, "It's ok - you'll feel better every day and all memory of this will fade away"/And that's the biggest lie and I just wonder why when love dissolves we don't all just die/I sat by the lake when everyone had gone home, nothing on my body but the sadness I had on/I felt death's elbow nudging at my ribs, telling me to let go - I don't deserve to live/ She said, "It's ok - you'll feel better every day and all memory of this will fade away"/And that's the biggest lie and I just wonder why when love dissolves we don't all just die/Liar

The clouds, they go their way
With indifference to us
A melancholy light
The ghost of Summer past
The moon relieves the sun
Across the evening sky
And here we come undone
And here we say goodbye

In youth we think too little
In age we think too much
In youth, of what's to come
In age of what we've lost
So never live today
And that's the curse of our lives
We wish our lives away

I know your story
I looked into your eyes and everything had died
Time was , you glistened
You had a lot to say but you threw it all away
And now your silence is just an excuse
And Iím embarrassed by the lies you produce
You start to crack up when youíre faced with the truth
You start to crack up when youíre faced with the truth

She slips out of bed
In the fold of the night
And the temperature drops
With the cry of a fox
It's the exit of a thief
It's the falling of a leaf
The dust is disturbed
And her shadow is stirred

You turn on your side
like you have to face North
Or else you can't sleep :
the unwritten law

But how can you sleep
with my heart so loud?
Like a scream in a jar,

The way we treat the animals
Will govern how we're judged
And if you slay the animals
Your soul, it will be dust
But no, the bloodless hunter
Makes light of precious words
He clears the land of wondrous beast
He decimates the birds