SKETCHES OF BRUNSWICK EAST

Go again?

Yeah

Countdown

D-Day

I don't want to be late

For countdown

Distress

I don't want to make a mess

When it all falls away

Clothes start to fray

Buildings decay

Rabble remains

Where they were green

Sterility

Humanity

Staring at me

Countdown

D-Day

I don't want to be late

For countdown

De-stress

I don't want to make a mess

When it all falls away

Clothes start to fray

Buildings decay

Rabble remain

Where they were green

Sterility

Humanity

Staring at me

When it all falls away

Clothes start to fray

Buildings decay

Rabble remain

Where they were green

Sterility

Humanity

Staring at me

Countdown

Countdown

Countdown

Countdown

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one

Tezeta, tezeta

Tezeta, tezeta

Remember, remember

Tezeta, tezeta

If I've been insane

My whole life well now I've changed

Into something that sees

I'll let the feeling

Shape shift it's image

My mental projection is pain

Come here, girl

Who are you?

I am true perspective

Tezeta, tezeta

Tezeta, tezeta

Nostalgia, nostalgia

Tezeta, tezeta

Everything that lives and dies

Is a hologram

Nothing is as real as that

Come here, boy

Are you God?

I am that which I am

Do you remember now?

What? (Yes, I do!)

This; my altered plan

instrumental

Let me just introduce you to my friend

Under the tree

Spider and me

All day we’ll sit about, giggling free

Under the tree

Spider and me

Spider and me

Spider and me

Spider and me

Laze in the afternoon sun

Gazing at each other's beauty

The huntsman's heart forever beats

Our union is forever

Love for my spider is nothing stranger

Than my admiring

Love of nature

Am I a hippie if I have this love?

We are the same stuff

From the same cloth

Spider and me

Spider and me

Spider and me

Spider and me

Spider and me

Spider and me

Spider and me (Spider and me)

Laze in the afternoon sun

Gazing at each other's beauty

The huntsman's heart forever beats

Our union is forever

Let me just introduce you to my friend

Under the tree

Spider and me

instrumental

Bedtime for the birds as night cloaks the earth

Then the moon smiles at the sun's birth

Faceless night cowers underneath

The ever-changing moonlit sky

Can you believe the way night falls away

As the sun starts a new day?

Plants raise their leaves as the sun waves goodbye

Dusk greets the horizon as day fades

Black lines bend round a cityscape

While trailing off in the sunset's wake

I can foresee that dawn will bring the light

As the sun gives way to night

God gave me a sign

He put it in my glass of wine

A great theophany

He told me every sinner had to die

So I set up my sign

And tell the passersby

We are a sacrifice

Like it or not, I live by the book

These aren't fables

Between pages

My book's ageless

And it's pageless

The book

The book

The book

God gave me a knife

And wrote seppuku underlined

Godly suicide

He told me everyone will die

So judge me by the page

But not by my cover

You’ll learn more with age

Like it or not, I live by the book

These aren't fables

Between pages

My book's ageless

And it's pageless

The book

The book

The book

These aren't fables

Between pages

My book's ageless

And it's pageless

The book

The book

The book

instrumental

instrumental

When you make time

To clear the cobwebs off your mind

You may find yourself unwind

When all the ticking stops dead

You may find your time instead

And you can be your silhouette

When you just stop

And take a look around your shop

You may feel your blues all drop

You can't sell your glum to me

But I can help you til' you see

That you can be your silhouette

It may be dark

It may be shadowy and stark

But don't be scared of what you've met

Your dance with it is no threat

In fact it is an asset

You can be your silhouette