Lyrics-Martyn Bates

<Imagination Feels Like Poison>

Mock Sun #1
when your silence sounds
i want to be your every word
when your shadow fades
i want to be the place it spurns
when your lips are stilled
i want to be your voice
ah when i am cast out
when you've cast me out
when i'm in your shade
i want to break into your day
when i'm pushed away
i want to be drawn to you
when i'm dumb as clay
i want to speak your name
ah when you cast me out
when you've cast me out
and just as i'm thinking
that light and warmth are reaching through it all
to lighten my eyes
you can eclipse me still
with hurt and caution in a loving glance
you give to other eyes
closing to shut me out
to cast me in the light of doubt
and when you act so brave
i want to hide within your face
when you push me away
i want to hold you to me
when you show such riches
i want to be your glad tears
ah when you've cast me out
and you've cast me in the light
the light of doubt

I Can't Look For You
send down tears on me
bitterly down the broken years
all the longing years

leave me words of beauty blinding me
making me believe that
you are all I need

send down all your tears bitterly

i can't look for you
for you can't be found
and you were once as me
with so much to believe
you will waste my strength
you're the best i've found
you will drain my sight
you're the best by far
by far
too many seasons never reached
that map me for a need
that conjures my belief in all your potent beauty
that i have seen
tailor-made to be
spelled-out by my needs

rain down all your tears upon me

and i can't look for you
for your days have been played
and all i can believe in is a yesterday

Bones Of Yr.Face
the bones of your face
come vivid now

tho the smile of noon on you
i never knew
tho grace of day thru you

i never knew
tho years are leaps and bounds of dust
in between

we touch somehow

the bones of your face
come so vivid now

tho the years are gaping
leaps and bounds of dust coming in
inbetween us now
where we have never met
where we have never been

face to face
and looking like a madness there
for what we want to see and hear

Years Of Salt
your eyes are too full...
with so many drunk and stupid on you,
and you carry it all like a scream to your skull
too weighted to move

and then your friend are not your friend
he's a bloodied glass of wine
swamping breath
with a broken glass
to drink to your decline

and i'm there too
i'll drag you down

wrapped up
in your lair
are shadowy loves and desires
made to you
and you want them there
chained into the cares that nullify you

all your friends are not your friends
like a numbling blinding spike
they will quietly seethe
until at last
you see that you must
surrender up
your eyes

I Forget You
blazed this trail
grown over to grass knee-high

raised it again
as you evoked it with a mouthful eye
and chased it again

you would not pass by what remained for
it shouldn't live for you
and you must have it
dying

you may be lonely
you may have a thousand friends
you may be anywhere now
a thousand friends of friends
you may well be lonely
you may well be anyplace at all

ah once
we raised our faces
we raised our glasses high
to a bitter taste that i didn't know
one that you supplied
with a graceless turn of page
torn aside
by your rage
despoiled
with a sharpened knife
and it was oh so well aimed

and what has raised this cry?
what has clawed the heart of you?
what has torn and cut through you?
ah you've made me despise every poisoned day
we knew
and for this reason

i forget you

The God On The Tree
phantom music and voices, an overflowing look,
and empty pages filling, all for you...

Full-Sail
this is the sea i ride like so many dreams...
tall
ah tall stories to tell you
to wash over you
and me

around and around so
like the quick waves that break
bursting the calm tides that turn
that turn from this place
at full sail

full sail for so long
and i set sail too headstrong

at full sail for so long
that i am too hungry

too hungry to sail thru
too restless
to ever get to the place i feel i belong

Flanaghan
stranger, the distant music that you seemed to be, yr
gaze fixed within...lost somewhere...were you so old
and cold and full of ghosts as i read it...

Fully Bright
and i want to see it like peace
not pain
not the sorry way i see it
but like peace not pain

i'm wanting to breath it in like belief and feeling
not disdain
and disbelieving
and all the sorry ways i am seeing

ah we are like shooting stars
fully bright
illuminating high
but never never forever

i want to kiss it adore its reach
frame its display
but ah with gravity to fix me here
floods of anger won't bear me away

i've only one wish here
one word
for affirmation

and i'll say it never certain
and i'm waiting for that elation

ah we are like shooting stars
fully bright
illuminated high
but never never
forever

Mystery Seas
and you and me will always be like
some unchartered deep oh and old deep mystery seas
unfathomless
with shipwrecks hidden oh and old
and
oh and old and such places to begin over
and
to begin again in

This Wayward Love
tastes of the dregs of a lust
blood of the tears of a scream
briars of the grip of a stare
glances of bright flashing teeth...

how you want this wayward love
this wayward love so ruinous
so ruinous to me
i cannot face another day that runs lonely

this wayward love
is a crazed and living sleep
suspended animation
acted out
beyond reach

all vampires of solidity
spectres of graves struck up out of fear
walking and willing into fire
all fires flashing tantalising and bright

oh
how you want this
this sorry sad
and so
oh so wayward love
oh how you want this

this so ruinous to me

Fantacinni Playground
the evening starts up quietly...
almost an ideal to me
but creeping strange
and too far too quiet

the way the way the calm and the storm can be

then you look me in the eyes and say
i love you over me
i love you like the sea
i love you over me
and you want me to believe you
and you need me to agree with you

the evening is a stunned tale
like the stories you've dreamed and made
a little world
a dolls house play and there!
that's you with the power over me
and the strings
and the thrown voice
that says
i love you over me
i love you like the sea fathomless and deep
i love you over me

all your love is shadowplay
a game
that plays with love with hate
manipulating
in every way
using me
you would make me be the one
you should have been today
the one that you've failed to be

how you failed me

Ellen Massey
filigree music, fireside solioquies, unfolding tales, the way the world was, the way the world is, the beautiful and strange worlds, the remote and terrible worlds that you would read...to me...at yr feet...

Letters To A Scattered Family
are you fine? (wherever this may find you)...
i am where you are a world away...
where night is arctic-white
where night is arctic white
where day is coal-black scathing rays

you
you're roaring past
all of the lives that you would leave behind you
travelling on the edge of the world
and looking into unlit sight

there's a letter that i should write;

for you were once
the love the fighting blindly
loving every breath you've got
wanting
all the world you could get

and me

ah how we painted our lives
all wild flying doves
and dive-bombing
screaming hawk i flew
scattering every colour

and now
all the silver years
will never come to anything
will never be ours
not now
now is wounded
by the confused smile my leaving makes now
is an old wound aching sad light
born and ugly
dissonant sighing

and it all comes clear in my mind
and i can't summon up the will to send
one line
let alone a scattered letter full of sorrowing
and cries

Silvery Images
rambling, majestically cracked wisdom, Clorinda walks in heaven so arch, in raptures so strange, and up into the white flowers of this night...


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