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Soft Coda

Looking to the glide of your hands / With their history quenched
No explainable source / For the depths to cite

Floating on the peaks of your wake / That the ocean took back
Greedy for a theme / And your kindness aswell

No forcefield acts on bones inside / You said in a soft coda,
I'm not yet done

Everytime your legacy chimes / It's a jubilee
And a funeral march / And the question why

This would be the day that you came / To our revelling town
To ignite our minds / There would be different tears

No forcefield acts on bones inside / You said in a soft coda,
We almost won.

Chirality

With this hand I cauterise
With this hand I cast the devil out
They will meet when lightning strikes the library

Two directions, one target, three heads and not all statues ache to be flesh.

Mirador

Barely in heat, the ruined wildlife
Forecast the meat, the fruit of razed earth
They're holding back the storm

Our rescuers give up their weary mission
We were lost before we left

Tired from the climb, we find the last town
Halo'd in rime, a fog electric
Where orphaned lies collide

Empire Waste

Black sail billowing out
Running rings around the world

Black wing thrown over your
Blinding army of searchlights
Overflow the borders

Too late, damage undone
Empire hands back your gold waste
Flies know not to touch it

Black sail billowing out
Running rings around the world
Overflow the sepia cell you're in

Why all the furore over one mistake
Think about the mis-steps
Think about the other places you've seen 

Savage With Barometer

I want fair weather
So I pray to Mercury
Alone and in lockstep

We need cargo
We need news from
Wretched outposts
Show us we can't see,
And we'll high-dive into chlorine

It's a doctrine
Of the true cure
Signature
Wake up! Hey!

I want fair weather
I want white pills
One-state anthill
The great operation
Brings us all under
Your thumb

I want fair weather
So I pray to Mercury

Interval

Down into the mineshaft
Where all missing dirt goes
You can take what you want
But you must weigh the same
Going back as descending

Curious material
Made of all it's not
Time will not have spun on
While you were underground
Going back is a progress 

Expert With Altimeter

How long have we been suspended here?
Where road is filament

Time's only another tourist now,
An everlasting tease

Clamour-song of hearts and screaming gulls
Is all beneath our prow

We travel by photographic nest
With no device required

Ooh so remain
Retreat
To you
Who made us choose

How long have we been suspended here?
Where road is filament
And no longer makes sense

Time's only another tourist now,
An everlasting tease
Bottle this thing please

Clamour-song of hearts and screaming gulls
Is all beneath our prow
We escaped somehow

Ooh so remain
Retreat
To you
Who made us choose

How long have we been suspended here?
Where road is filament
And no longer makes sense

Time's only another tourist now,
An everlasting tease
Bottle this thing please

Clamour-song of hearts and screaming gulls
Is all beneath our prow
We escaped somehow

We travel by photographic nest
With no device required
Registered entire

The Receiver

Time's two appetites
Stanch your heart
Engines in the sky
Loft day-trippers home

Time's two appetites
Stanch your heart
Engines in the sky
Tap the moonlight

Sitting by the kindly fire you look down, and realise ...

Time's two appetites
Stanch your heart
Engines in the sky
Tap the moon

Crouching at the only light for miles, you abide
Sitting by the kindly flame that inches ...

Downhill

This is what passes for silence
Jettison sense to keep afloat

If we had a diamond for each joke
We'd be broke, but we'd laugh

"Do no harm," tattooed on
Water after peace flows still downhill

Closer to the void than to the spark
The sun-drenched park, what did it mean?

Now we're past the point of no concern
Watch it burn, let it die

"Do no harm," tattooed on
Water after peace flows still downhill

Now we're more electric than the clouds
Feeding mouths with no face

When the last heart shudders once and stops
All these props will fall away ...

"Do no harm," tattooed on
Water after peace flows still downhill

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