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The Absentee
05:08
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The Absentee
I took a piece of your body
Your wine like mercury
Darkness fell and the streets ran red
Untethered myself from thee
And slipped out of a window
Like a traitor or a dove
For the night was cool and the room too warm
And I knew what you were dreaming of
Little lover take cover or keep your eyes wide
The feast is a promise the promise a lie
And to swallow it all when a moon or a child
Is rising and waits at the door
And I would that I couldn’t be strong anymore
And if I am an absentee
At your table or your bed
Well darling let me be
Don’t claw at the walls I am easily led
And I left a man sleeping and my feet were free
And flew to the harbor and crossed the sea
And came to the cool of a monastery
Where they let me be they let me be
They let me be they let me be
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But they didn’t preach grace like I thought they would
They taught me to kneel and from under their hoods
They condemned me and bade me be meek
Remember the woman who spoke to the snake
And the man who watched her eat
I took a piece of your body
Your wine like mercury
And the darkness fell and the streets ran red
O I untethered myself from thee
And like the woods you are quiet
From pride or guilt or peace
But sometimes you listen for trumpets
It’s the fanfare that follows the feast
And if I am an absentee
In the hollow of your bed
Well darling let me be
Remember the grace I surrendered to thee
When I stepped out in the midnight air
And left a man holy and sleeping there
And me as a traitor and you as a spy
Paint over the cracks in the others disguise
But I keep my silence and cover my eyes
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As Long As There Is Night
I was a saint on a balcony
Heaven blazing in my head
I knew you then as a sailor
Drifting deathless on the shore
And the river and the moon stood still
And the sea a silver bed
And I walked out in the dark town
I remember everything now
Though I have spent my days trying to forget
But how your body shines in the moonlight
I will make it mine for a while
As long as there is night and the grey wind sighs
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And aching one
What is it burns within?
O come on I can feel it
The memory of skin
I watched it all from above
Saw the flames rise
And the holy dove
And the yellow skies
You call it love
But how your body shines in the moonlight
I will make it mine for a while
As long as there is night and the grey wind sighs
As long as there is night and the grey wind sighs
As long as there is night and the grey wind sighs
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3. |
In Violence
06:06
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In Violence
I hurried on
Heading for the glass river
I came upon
The woman that you carved
The headless one
Ripped from the red earth mother
To lie under the sun
To lie beneath the shadow of another
And your eye was empty
And your mouth it moved in silence
And everything she gave you
You returned to me in violence
But don’t you see don’t you see
I have known it all before
Known a thousand hands
My love like yours
Pushing in pushing in
O to summon up a storm
And the wind and the wind
Blowing black across the floor
It’s a sin it’s a sin
And the roar and the roar
And the roar
O you
You are the night wind too
You have a wound like any other
Yes you are like so many others
Yes you are like so many others
Yes I have twisted ’neath the pin
And what a sacrifice to offer
As you dig the darkness in
And yet still you call me lover
Draw your white chalk on the earth
So I draw my strength from the rest of them
And I spill my blood on the wretched dirt
To rub out your little sin
I cast out your little sin
It blew through me like the wind
I hurried on
I was heading for the glass river
I came upon
The woman that you carved
The headless one
She was ripped from the red earth mother
To lie under the sun
To lie beneath the shadow of another
And your eye was empty
And your mouth it moved in silence
And everything she gave you
Well you returned it to me in violence
But don’t you see don’t you see
I have known it all before
Known a thousand hands
My love like yours
Pushing in pushing in
And they summon up a storm
And the wind and the wind
And the wind how it roars
And the wind and the wind
As it tears across the floor
It’s a sin it’s a sin
It’s the white cross on the door
And the wind and the wind
And the storm and the storm
And the wind and the wind
And the storm
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4. |
The Healing
03:30
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The Healing
And I made some bad choices
There were some led astray
Loved nightly slept lightly
Washed my troubles away
Washed them in the white water
Pushed them under pushed them in
And the candlelights are gleaming
But this darkness is within
O dark husband
I wait here where you should have been
And burn some holy oil
Hoping that something is forgiven
O distant one
I am ready I am ready for the healing now to come
And I know that they are kneeling now
And I hear the static roar
Lover I have crossed over
And I see it all so new
And if you don’t know me now
Well you never really knew
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Flora Hibberd Paris, France
Flora Hibberd is a musician from the UK. She lives in Paris.
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