Pretty
All my days come down to this
A thousand ways we might have been
The empty memory of a kiss
And broken years I'll never mend
I find no comfort in a wish
And take no solace from pretend.
You put the knife into my hand
I put these thoughts inside your head
White dome of stars above the sand
I still remember what you said,
"It took that light a million years -
Most of them are already dead."
All my days come down to this
A thousand things you might have been
The faded memory of your kiss
And broken years I'll never mend
I don't have faith enough to wish
I don't have heart left to pretend.
Anchorheart
(inspired by Ray Bradbury's "The Fog Horn")
Tell the truth -
Did you think I wouldn't sink?
Pockets full -
Did you think I wouldn't love?
Drowning kiss
Frigid dark and anchor heart
Tell the truth -
Did you really think I'd swim?
With these chains around my soul?
There's no weight -
Cold black peace that sun won't touch
Yet you touch -
Touch this icing velvet deep
Cold down here
And I want this silted night
Tell the truth -
Have you ever known this cold?
Did you ever feel this whole?
Call me back -
Your voice you know I can't deny
Haul me up -
Sea change siren ghostly lie
Pressure crush
Silver scales and damning light
Tell the truth -
Should you look so damned surprised?
When you always knew I'd rise?
Attic
This attic smells like dust and fallow -
Here behind forgotten doors.
Afternoons I watch the shadows -
Creeping 'cross these dusty floors.
I'm still here...
You left me here; I'd lost my glamour -
Discarded like an outgrown toy.
Something broken, something soured -
Something never more your joy.
I'm still here...
I have these trunks and chests about me
-
Everything you've loved and lost.
I wait locked inside your memory -
Keepsake of your passion's frost.
I'm still here...
This attic smells like dust and fallow -
Here behind forgotten doors.
Afternoons I watch the shadows -
Creeping 'cross these dusty floors.
I'm still here.
I'm still here.
I'm still here...
Inside Show
Kick (Fuck) me when I'm down to see if I
can stand
Kneel to pick me up, I'll bite your helping
hand
Sew salt inside my wounds to watch the
way they seethe
Hold me underwater to see if I can breathe
Tear away the bandages before my flesh
can heal
Pierce and slice and lie to see if I can
feel
Taunt me through the bars to see if I can
cry
Cut away my wings to see if I can fly
Rub it in
Rub it into me now (X4)
You wanna fuck the freak to see if it rubs
off
You wanna know the scars, the places where
I'm soft
Think you'll borrow oddity and wear it
as your own
Wonder if it's skin deep or goes straight
to the bone
Always been a winner you'd like to try
to lose
Are you really strong enough to stand inside
my shoes?
Pay the man a dollar and step inside my
cage
Buy a little bitterness, buy a taste of
rage
Rub it in,
Rub it into me now (X4)
Repeat Verse 1
Rub it in,
Rub it into me now...(X4+)
The Spread
This is how cold I've come to feel,
This is the shadow that you never could
reveal - and
This is the hungry, empty hole I'll never
seal,
These are the secrets that no promise could
conceal.
When will I feel the sun against my skin?
However will I know where the ice is getting
thin?
Where would I hide the proof of every sin?
Why do I shiver as the daylight comes again?
Almost an hour past the ending of the world
From here I can watch as the sky begins
to fall.
Every future, every past, every second
soiled
This perfect white and frozen silence here
around me coiled.
This is how cold I've come to feel,
First upon an altar where no one has ever
kneeled.
Twelve Nights After
A wandering angel brought me flowers
Roses red and poppies, too
So we sat and talked for hours
And he told me all the things he knew
Taught me ancient words unspoken
Showed me black forgotten signs
Secrets shared and secrets stolen
Ragged little bits of time
Then one last thing he turned and whispered
And his eyes sparked grey beneath the moon
Did I know you'd been unfaithful?
Did I know you'd been untrue?
In winter, when the fields are white
I sing this song for your delight
In spring when woods are getting green
I'll try and tell you what I mean
Three nights after I was walking
The angel's words still in my mind
Past your garden I heard voices
Softly-spoken passion rhymed
Your words are as smooth as velvet
And gentle as October sun
But through the stones and mortar, laughter,
And I know I'm not the only one
Inside my coat I have a dagger
Pretty blade my mother found
The garden gate creaks quietly open
And my little feet don't make a sound
In winter, when the fields are white
I sing this song for your delight
In spring when woods are getting green
I'll try and tell you what I mean
In summer, when the days are longer
Perhaps you'll understand this song
In autumn, when the leaves are brown
Take pen and ink and write it down
At your graveside twelve nights after
A blackbird in my mourning veil
New moon high above the churchyard
Far out at sea a tolling bell
I lean low so you can hear me
Speak patient so you understand
I cut her up into a hundred pieces
The largest smaller than my hand
And now you're sleeping safe beneath me
I strew new flowers on the ground
And I know you'll never ever leave me
The earth so sweet where I lie down.
All songs copyright ©
1996, 1997 by Caitlín R. Kiernan
Used by permission.
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