In The Twilight

Rhythm Records: no catalogue number (February 2009)

cover artwork: In The Twilight

Loneliness

We own our loneliness
We scream at the stars
Like gaping wounds
Stinking up the emergency room
Tar arteries from the heart of this city
To the deeps of our greed

We're patients in waiting
Our machines rust
But lipstick stays behind
On borrowed time we reinvent the divine

A recycled infection
I've grown immune to grace
There's just too much of it
Going around these days
We rent our vacant lives,
But we own our loneliness

We punch at the stars
Like drunken buffoons
Thrashing through imaginary living rooms
We surgically remove the heart of this city
And polute the remains

We're patients in waiting
Our machines rust
But lipstick stays behind
On borrowed time we reinvent the divine

A recycled infection
I've grown immune to grace
There's just too much of it
Going around these days
We rent our vacant lives,
But we own our loneliness

I've grown immune to grace
There's just too much of it
Going around these days
We rent our vacant lives,
We own our loneliness

We own our loneliness
We ruin romance
We yearn for acceptance,
But we own our loneliness

Love Your Neighbour

There's an infant crying
But I can see the mountain on a clear day
There's a riot nextdoor
It never ends until she's sleeping in the hallway

A flaccid faced veteran walking his blind dog
The summer youth parading in the courtyard
Windowpanes like washinglines fly cheap cotton flags
A loud reminder of their once prosperous prime

The ceilings here are floors
I'm levelheaded yet confused
I'm all for tolerance
Now tolerate this
I'm a stranger among strangers

Love your neighbour
Don't forget to lock your door
You reap what you sow
Lock your door

Hand to mouth
Hand me downs
Awaken alarmed by pipes
Like rattling bells
We're chasing deadlines
Our walls are empty
Our stay is temporary

The ceilings here are floors
I'm levelheaded yet confused
I'm all for tolerance
And I tolerate this
A stranger among strangers

Love your neighbour
Don't forget to lock your door
You reap what you sow
Lock your door

No one really thought
No one really thought this through
Under the television-sky
Our predestiny plays out in front of our eyes
And out of our hands

Love your neighbour
Don't forget to lock your door
You reap what you sow
Lock your door

There's an infant crying
But I can see the mountain on a clear day
There's a riot nextdoor
It never ends until she's sleeping in the hallway

In The Twilight

I've been on to you
As an adolescent I eagerly watched you bruise
I've always felt consumed by an air as thick as fever
All the way through my childhood
Even today your birthmark burns
In a sunshine haze you stay vulnerable

God knows I've felt like death
I get excited by the prospect of it
I am elated in the twilight
My sex is loaded God knows
My lips love misery

You're no longer at ease
With keeping vivacious company
You've been working the dirt
Exhuming the silence
A primitive violence
Your slick doom is seeping through

Even today your birthmark burns
In a sunshine haze you stay vulnerable

God knows I've felt like death
I get excited by the prospect of it
I am elated in the twilight
My sex is loaded God knows
My lips love misery

God knows I've felt like death
I get excited by the prospect of it
I am elated in the twilight
My sex is loaded God knows
My lips love misery