Lyrics-Martyn Bates
<Letters Written>
Morning Singing
as dear as cooling air
coming to me thru open windows
with the morning singing
just yellowed photos curling
they are all I've seen
all I've seen of your handsome
youthful strong body
ah last night
when i lay down to sleep
i dreamed i saw you
walking in the world
and now
you seem to be close at hand...
behind these eyes
i'm watching you
as you stand straight and tall
once more
real to me
in some way
vivid as if you were really here
to see
last night
when i lay down to sleep
i dreamed i saw you walking
walking in the world
Cut Like Sunset
voices in the other rooms
creep to here
curling under doors
thru the paper thin walls
over to here where i stand
all wet-eyed
days of yesterday etching out
etching out a feeling of restless
quietly aching
love warm like a solitary glimpse
of sun
when sunset has come
sealing day with poignant memory
and vanishing now
to who knows where
In June
Switching to different ways
new and unusual ways
it rings so strange at first
wanting oh so much
wishing so strong
that
you could touch everything
perfectly
at once
just as you imagine
feeding light to every thirst
switching to different ways
rings so strange
and you're falling
falling down
where you should stand solidly
and so steadfast
instead you go
you go trampling over your toes
just as if you've never even known
where you once stood
and stood so well
glowing with an assurance
that filled out all of yourself
ah you're falling
falling down
where you should stand
Mirrored In Me
walking empty streets and lanes
sometimes stumbling
without a thought
walk like a sleepwalker
talk like a ghost
casting glances to the air
mouth moves
like a mannequin
looking sideways at you
wondering where you could be
move as a shadow
edging step by step
a phantom sensibility
i look back longing
wishing for somewhere else to be
your swansong books my sensitivity and
its mirrored in me
Overflowing Look
white light clutters wild skies
feeding the last fall
of bright flashing day
onto land and sea like
this one moment
just before stark lightning and thunder falls
thunder falls is falled
filled with a silent ache
white and clear
soaking in the wide open space
and what rings thru the pure mad air
darkening now
all around
rolling and towering
overawing
deftly soaring high
high up in the wild skies
chasing air
so high above the tiny face that looks
watching it all
overflowing with a love
Aftertaste of Old
head pushed back
to lean against the soaring life
that sears so tall
and so high into the morning
into the morning's troubled murmur
running
thru all of my sight
and in every breath
and in very glimmering whisper
that's in me
and all thru all of the day
in rubbing shoulders with a forgotten feeling
the recollection leaves an aftertaste
stealthily
i am taken
drawn oh so slowly
clouding thru all of the air
filling out my senses
colouring eyes
running in all of my sight
and in every glimmering whisper
rubbing shoulders
with a forgotten feeling
recollection leaves an aftertaste
Jagged Tears of Words
at some other time
i might have believed you
but now
i find myself thinking that it's not real
as dancing over your lips
comes something broken
broken and bitter
jagged to perceive tears
tears of words
seeming to rip the surface
alerting me
dumbfounding me
at one and the same time
and as if in a dream
twisted to distortion
you seem different again
as you look over
to me
all tears
tears of words
Letters From Yesterday
frozen one morning
like cold rain
just falling and cutting
cutting the ground oh so familiar
echoing
over and over again
runs the sound of dismay
and
this is how we fall
with a quietness
cutting so sharp
so slow
so gentle
like blissful sleeping hours
that lead to stark light of day
Calls of Birds
pale night
lights
scraping thoughts
drawing all around
coming larger
as if i'm taken
taken with a sense of sour
twisted
misshapened
newly awakened thought
that says i'm now over and done with
just an empty vessel
echoing a hollow sound
everything feels frightened
each and every word sounds again
with the cracking tearing rain that leaves
that leaves the world a blur
everything feels firghtened
falling thru air
cracked calls of birds
underline
the words i don't want
to hear
Hungry Like Sharp Desire
hungry
like sharp desire suffering in sleep
only quiet for the fear of finding tears
when you greet that which you once
wanted
oh so much
treading like you want to find each tear
kept
untouched
ah
now it takes
so much talking to yourself
leaving you trying much too hard
to even start to convince
to your heart
hungry
like sharp desire
suffering in sleep only
quiet
for fear
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