(I) old
I a home in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, Empty empty head a body fills a vacant bed, And the rolls by, and the rains come, and the days gone and I wonder where I am.
Found a place in the darkness, found a in the darkness, in the darkness, home, in the darkness.
A crowded room of by and in the shadows strangers cry, and the ghosts try to hide, the rains come, when the storms form, when I wonder who I am in the darkness, Home.
(ii) deep.
Digging deep in the darkness, digging it deep down deep deep down digging it Deep in the darkness, digging it deep, down deep, down, deep digging it in the darkness, digging it deep, down, down, down, down, digging it Deep in the darkness, digging it down, down, deep, down deep digging it
We watched an insect stray to the edge of it's world, a pad stretched over a green mirror In which the ghost swirl like clouds before a storm. is the season of the rains, is incoming.
And when it came was no cover, no place to hide, Vision blurred, hard to breathe, trying hard to onto something that's real. Nothing left, nowhere to go, no open road washed away by swollen streams, Carried off with all my broken dreams.
Digging deep in the darkness, digging it deep, deep down deep, deep, digging it Deep in the darkness, digging it down, down, down, down digging it Deep in the darkness, digging it deep, digging it it, digging it, Deep in the darkness, digging it deep down, deep down, deep down, it.
A goat bleats from the corner of the graveyard where the lizards hang motionless as the angels of stone above them, their broken wings throwing long shadows into the grass where the scorpions hide. The tigers are out of jungle.
In the end I was tired of being asked if I could say I was happy now, As if you me to convince you that everything's ok. you take me back?
Digging in the darkness, digging it deep, down deep, down deep, deep digging it in the darkness, digging it deep, down, down, down, down, down, digging it, Deep in the darkness, it deep, deep down, deep, deep, digging it, Deep in the darkness, down, down, down, down, down, down it.
Are you happy now? you keep asking, asking am I now? Why you tell me that I'm happy now? are you happy now? Happy now? happy
2. chocolate
The bloated corpses of unsolved murders and old revolutions, pirouette and dance amongst the swirls and eddies in their final procession down the muddy river to the delta where they're thrown up by the surf onto sterile beaches or are trapped in the roots of mangrove cathedrals of the islands that in the bay.
These are the first arrivals on this new horizon that will be coveted by strangers who will deposit themselves on these shores to build towers to the heavens. the storm will come and the rains will fall and remove their dreams and hopes once again to the waters surround them. and while they pray the frogs will chant in the darkness
A full of chocolate frogs, a body full of rush, a pocketful of shrapnel and a skinfull of bush, An eyefull of the future and a belly full of the past, how the present when you know it cannae last.
A of voddie, two fingers in a glass, a handful of promises, a heart full of remorse, Mindful of your manners when you're down to your knees, A heid full of chocolate is all you gave to me, That's all you gave to me, all you gave to me,
A spoonful of a nostril full of dust a lung full of virginia the needs we have we must, A pill to put your heart right a nose out for a deal for a heid of chocolate frogs what can you give to me? What did you to me? did you give to me? What did you to me?
3- at stars.
You cracked up too soon before the punchline hit home and at the end of the joke did you notice that no-one was laughing you. You were out on own, Waving at trains, at cars, waving from bars, waving from aeroplanes, Might as be waving at stars,
You called out her name as the darkness hit home, raised up your and opened the skies till the crowd melts away, at the end of the day, you ran out of light, for rain, praying for signs, praying for time, praying for endless night, might as well be wishing on stars
4. dancing
Empty churches, empty pews, in the subway nothing moves and the static on the radio is drowning out the sound of dancing, Empty playgrounds, empty bars, I can't remember how it was before the flood when all I had to do was recognise the love trapped inside.
I gave it all, I took it back and in the end there's nothing left except a shell surrounding emptiness and loneliness, a of pain, I see my shining.
Raingods zippo's, a tinman hides a broken heart, Raingods with zippo's, he knows the flame has gone that soon he'll apart,
So I lay me down to lie and with the rain my lullaby I drift away to dreamless sleep, behind a life that died, a victim of a plague of ghosts I was wrapped up in my guilt buried deep within my memories, a shelter of that I know the rain will wash away, I sense the storm arriving.
Raingods with zippo's, a tin man rusts away and slowly apart, Raingods zippo's and all he leaves behind a bleeding broken heart.
(part ii) the wake -up (make it happen)
In the end I beginnings, not a vision, a wake up call, Raised from the dead by a beating and at last I can see it all And my were opened to the darkness, in my hand a burning flame, A of life to touch the fuse and blow these clouds away, I can it happen, if I want to, it happen, if I try, Forgive, forget, forever never means as as it does today, it happen, we can make it happen, we can make it happen.
When I wake up, you be there? it can never be the same. If we can our lives slowly, step by step, we can be dancing in the rain, We can it happen, we can make it happen, make it happen, Forgive, forget, forever today, make it happen, we can make it happen, We can it happen, forgive, forget, forever means today, it happen.
Plague of ghosts/chocolate frogs/ wishing on stars/raingods dancing including subsections written by derek w turrell and mark daghorn 1998 copyright fishy music ltd