Crazy lyrics with layers of meaning. Music flows meaningfully and the vocal slightly blurred and slightly buried, flows wihtin that sound. Around 1min, bass hum added, which ups the noise level slightly. I like the overall mix.

lyrics;

treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison, the-
treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison, the-

you picked my brain apart but you left me a plate
you picked my brain apart but you left me a plate
i was stuck
i was stuck in a circle of commitment and lust, and love addiction
a circle of commitment of love, and love addiction, i
affliction, afflicted, afflicted, woah (addiction, i’m conflicted, i)
affliction, afflicted, i
I LOST IT WHEN I RIPPED IT OUT
I GRABBED MY EYES TOOK THEM OUT

treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison, the-
treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison

i lost it when i ripped it out
and i grabbed my eye took it out
yeah i lost myself in that crowd
but i found myself in your house
oh-oh, yeah i found myself on your chest
and we found each other in your bed
and i found myself in your rest, in your rest, in your rest, in your rest
(in your rest, in your wake, in your rest, in your-)

treehouse, a prison, the s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-
oh
treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
treehouse, a prison, the seasons don’t-
the seasons don’t-


A salad made of brains and eyes

There's a lady that sleeps
A lady that knows
A lady that waits
For the tides that flow.

She waits in a field
She waits by the sea
She waits for the ships
So tall and so free.

She waits in the shadows
She waits for the crow
She waits in the barrows
With her sisters below.

She waits for a message
She waits for a flight
She's a mother of mercy
At the dimming of light.

She arrives in the morning
In early afternoon
She arrives with an answer
That none can undo.

There’s a lady that waits
For me and for you
She waits silent
Amidst morning dew.

There's a lady that sleeps
A lady that knows
A lady that waits
With her sisters below.

She waits in a field
She waits by the sea
She waits for the ships
So tall and so free.

There’s a lady that waits
Amidst morning dew
She waits silent
For me and for you.


Lady that waits r6

I dance the dance
Of the barley corn
As the world
Is being born.

Dark wave 
Come to me
We’ll dance together
In the sea.

Dark wave
Passing by
You chill my heart
And grip my eyes.

Dark wave
Passing by
You chill my heart
And grip my eyes.

As I move about
In the early morn
I dance the dance
Of the barley corn.

And all about
I feel the air
A dark wave
Just over there.

I see a dark wave
Passing by
Moving quietly
Through the sky.

I dance the dance
Of the barley corn
From late night
Into early morn.

Dark wave
Passing by
Like a ripple
In the sky.

Dark wave
Passing by
Like a ripple
In the sky.

Dark wave
Come to me
Perhaps friends
We could be.

I dance the dance
Of the barley corn
As the world
Is being born.

Dark wave r4

Susannah climbs stairs late at night
To a tower top, out of sight
In a rolling tide of swirling cloud
Mist, fog, and the odd hell-hound.

Susannah lives on the earth by day
As outlined in an endless play
Written in part to keep her sane
A mortal in the land of the crane.

In the evening, she abandons that script
Climbs endless stairs, pained by one hip
Gets to the door, it opens and shuts
Lies down on a comfortable couch.

At night, Susannah looks out at stars
Rainbows round the moon, floating cars
Fairies hovering enroute to her room
Flying horses, a witch on a broom.

Susannah’s earth life goes on and on
And one day, when it’s all gone
She’ll climb those stairs just one more time
Close the door, and drink the wine.

Susannah’s earth life goes on and on
And one day, when it’s all gone
She’ll climb those stairs just one more time
Close the door, and drink the wine.


Susannah r1

Speaking with my lawyer
Monday 30 December 2024

I can see a golden city
On the horizon far away
I think that I could reach it 
If I could sleep just one more day.

Speaking with my lawyer
He says be careful what I say
Should I meet up with the troll king
As I go along my way.

I’ll climb a golden mountain
Climb it all the way
When I reach the fountain
I’ll sit there all the day.

Speaking with my lawyer
He advised me what to say
When talking with the troll king
Just don’t look away.

I can see a golden city
On the horizon far away
I think that I could reach it 
If I could sleep just one more day.

Speaking with my lawyer r3

I’m a radiation man
Born just yesterday
In a bright flash of light
That took my life away.

That’s my face before it all
In the midst of that light
Scorch marks on a wall
Died and reborn last night.

I’m a radiation man
Birthed by a fiery knife
Not sure that I understand
All that happened in my life.

Walking in a city of ruins
Looking for someone new
Melted walls and dusty tombs
Surely there was more to do.

I can walk and even talk
There’s no one here to see
In a city made of chalk
There’s not much left for me.

City’s dead but a siren goes
Feel it beneath my feet
Echoing in caverns low
Unpeople wake from sleep.

Unpeople will soon be up
Not just to live and die
Angels of destructive thrust
Built to pluck out enemy eyes.

I’ll be gone before they rise
Journey onwards as I will
Shake off this city wise
Find solace on some hill.

I’m a radiation man
Born just yesterday
In a bright flash of light
That took my life away.


Radiation man r3

I advanced east into the setting sun
Climbed up stairs from roof to ground
Strove for heaven and turned around
Embraced freedom without a sound.

Became a Buddhist by worshipping time
I drank water and then I drank wine
Swam the Nile, washed up on the shore
Recited the alphabet for an encore.

I turned right and inside out
Whispered until it became a shout
Shuffled cards all day in the square
Wrote three books a week for millionaires.

Began with nothing, won every race
Times changed; I lost my place
Gave up trying to end my life
Played the bagpipes, danced with a knife.

I grew older until I became young
Relied on intuition until it became numb
Exercised until I lost the thread
Gave up running and dined instead.

I never left a table full or empty
I never met a person but I met plenty
Ran away for another season
Always looking for a better reason.

Duality r5

I very slowly
Came apart
On that morning
Of the heart.

When dust settled
I had gone
Nothing left 
Of legs and arms.

There I lay
All apart
In the morning
Of the heart.

Fell down
Into empty air
No one left
Nothing there.

In the morning
As I came apart
My lips lay scattered
As was my heart.

There I lay
All apart
In the morning
Of the heart.

Lost my body
Pieces everywhere
Some on the floor
Some on the stairs.

Here in the morning
As I sang a song
I finally noticed
What was going on.

There I lay
All apart
In the morning
Of the heart.


Morning of the heart r2a

1. I stood in the foyer
Of the Hopeman hotel
Gazed out at the entry
Past a stairwell.

Gazed up at the ceiling
Covered in stars
Gazed down at the floor
Its black vertical bars.

Soft music was playing
from the old wicked east
Exotic dancers
At an exotic feast.

2. I stood in the foyer
Of the Hopeman hotel
Guests coming and going
Rajahs and swells.

Some in chairs
Some at the bar
Drinking and talking
Hookahs and cigars.

Dim lights flickering
The evening wore on
Crowd wearing away
Sensing coming of dawn.

3. I stood in the foyer
Of the Hopeman hotel
Blinked momentarily
The splendour was gone.

Dusty cracked windows
Concierge looked sour
Somewhere a siren
Howled hour by hour.

I stood in the foyer
Of the Hopeman hotel
Gazed out at the entry
I remember it so well.


The Hopeman hotel r1

An acorn grew
Into a mighty tree
It stood in a yard
And watched TV.

And as it stood
It quietly sang
I once was a forest
When the world began.

I once was an acorn
Now I’m a tree
Grew by a stream
In a forest of me.

The forest thinned
With the passing years
I grow in a yard
With my solitary fears.

I once was an acorn
Now a tree
I grow in your yard
And I watch TV.

I rattle the eaves
I bang on the wall
You’ve forgotten the trees
I remember it all.

I once was an acorn
Now a tree
I once was a forest
A forest of me.

I live in your yard
In a singular space
I once was a forest
That’s been erased.

You once were a nymph
That lived in the trees
Now you’re human
With house and TV.

I scatter leaves
Here and there
Some in the gutter
Some on the stairs.

You walk through leaves
On your way to the gate
You’re about to leave
You’re running late.

A nymph in the forest
A nymph in the trees
Now you live
Without memories.

You once were a nymph
That lived in the trees
Now you’re human
With house and TV.

I once was an acorn
Now a tree
I grow in your yard
And watch TV.

I scatter leaves
On the roof
I scatter leaves
On the stairs.

And as you walk
Along the path
I scatter leaves
Into your hair.

I live in your yard
In a singular space
I once was a forest
That’s been erased.

An acorn grew
Into a mighty tree
It stood in a yard
And watched TV.

Acorn r2

We walked downhill
To the City of God
The way was steep
The gradient odd.

Down that hill
Steep and cold
Ever closer
To that city old.

Massive buildings
Shady paths
Puzzling signposts
No live hearths.

 
Walked along
Narrow lanes
Twisted into 
Strange arrays.

Everywhere
Empty halls
Empty windows
Empty doors.

Angelic names
Above the frames
Flower beds
Not maintained.

 
City of gardens
Now a mausoleum
For all those lost
In eternal dream.

At city’s edge
We found Paradise Park
Apple trees
An antique plaque.

Saying, here
Adam and Eve
Met a serpent
Whom they did believe.

And from here
They did depart
This was the straw
That broke the city’s heart.

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