[00:55.74]Blood on the rocks
[00:56.80]Fire in the sky
[00:58.24]A crack in the cloud where the misshapen moon is
[01:00.86]
[01:05.99]Alone again or
[01:07.24]A piece of the whole
[01:08.55]Following on from the beat of the music
[01:11.36]
[01:16.43]You live for the city
[01:17.75]Die for the city
[01:18.81]Where the bourgeoisie are a pink sea of humans
[01:22.13]
[01:27.00]Positioned above
[01:28.18]Evading the fog
[01:29.63]A great white animal everywhere, breathing
[01:32.96]
[01:37.47]Wringing the cracks out of our fingers
[01:41.83]
[01:42.59]Folding them back into the murky water
[01:48.41]
[01:58.59]Pinching the flesh free from the bruising
[02:02.97]
[02:03.59]Pondering on this life and how we use it
[02:10.41]
[02:12.93]Or abuse it
[02:15.93]
[02:40.50]TImber and tide
[02:41.62]Creep through the night
[02:42.87]A slow black crawl from the sleeping sirens
[02:46.01]
[02:50.88]Modesty wrapped
[02:51.82]Till we do the collapse
[02:53.07]A bitter retreat into the heat of pleasure
[02:56.78]
[03:01.34]Wringing the cracks out of our fingers
[03:05.78]
[03:06.35]Folding them back into the murky water
[03:12.47]
[03:22.34]Pinching the flesh free from the bruising
[03:27.34]Pondering on this life and how we use it
[03:34.40]
[03:36.78]Or abuse it
[03:39.53]
[04:03.40]There may be more, there may be more
[04:10.63]
[04:22.57]But at the side of the road
[04:25.00]You'll find your ghost
[04:27.07]
[04:27.70]Evading the call
[04:29.82]Of tortured voices