Saw him last night at the Burswood. It was magic.
I was alone
My heart was cold
It was a stone
My soul was lonely
Like a stone
There was no moss
And when I danced
I danced alone
But then I did not dance
Because I was alone
So I did not dance
I shuffled through life invisible
To all happy couples
Who would mock me
With their merry laughter
Ha ha ha
The only sound I heard
In my lonely silent world
Was the rusty hammer of my heart
Nailing at the hatred in my soul
But then you came...
And my life was turned upside down
You showed me the beauty
Of the things that I had never seen
Like the snowflake that melts on the eyelash of a startled deer
Or the painting of a dog
That wears a deerstalker and smokes a pipe
That made you laugh so heartily
That I previously thought was rubbish
Or the duck that lands so clumsily on a frozen pond in winter
But the intoxicating power of our love
Transforms this simple act into an anthropomorphic drama
Where Mr Duck's embarrassed and the other ducks are laughing
“Quack quack quack quack quackâ€
And then you left
And I have died a thousand deaths
And I will die a thousand more
I thought you were an angel
You turned out to be a whore
And everything is turned to dust
And everything is infected with a plague
When you had to sleep with Craig
'Oh, he's so sensitive'
'He's got a tattoo'
Yeah, carving your name with a compass in my forehead
Was not enough for you?
The snowflake on the eye of the dear
Has turned to pus
That oozes from an open wound
The deer, now blinded, stumbles into a ravine
The duck lies shredded in a pancake
Soaking in the hoi sin of your lies
The dog has moved from the pipe
To 60 cigarettes a day
And coughs away his life
In the cold neon research lab
Of your betrayal
Of your betrayal
