Konu: Ritual - White Lies

Ritual - White Lies




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Is Love

She stares into the mirror, youth fading with the sun.
The hollows in her face like wishing wells.
Scarlet as a paper-cut, and jewelled as the Orion,
She'd never worn that jewellery as a girl.

She says 'the only thing I've ever found
That's greater than it always sounds.
Is love.'

He stares into the river, heart falling to the dri"
An argument of cars moving full steam behind.
Blood-shoot as a baby, and sulking like a valley
Fishing in reflections, killing time.

He says 'the only thing I've ever found
That's greater than it always sounds
Is love.'

It's the bath that's getting cold
While you're frozen to your bed,
The milk that's going rancid on the table.
The panic in the evening,
The photos in the dustbin,
The pointless items we forgot to label.
It's the perfume on her wrists
That stinks of easy Birthdays,
The spare keys like asbestos on the side.
It's the cross around his neck,
For luck and not for honour,
Like diamond over knuckle
On a newly married bride.

She says 'the only thing I've ever found
That's greater than it always sounds.
Is love.'

He says 'the only thing I've ever found
That's greater than it always sounds
Is love.'

And I know the only thing I've ever found,
That's greater than it always sounds.

Strangers

I pressed my ear to your chest and heard something personal
A whisper that knew my name
Is this how your heart treats all strangers,
With love and affection?
Then I feel cold and empty

I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make this happen
No stone unturned
I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make something happen
No stone unturned

I held your hand while you were sleeping
The whole night you gripped to mine
A grip that begged me to stay
Is this how your limbs treat all strangers,
With love and affection?
Then I feel weak and empty

I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make this happen
No stone unturned
I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make something happen
No stone unturned

Strangers don't hide
The morning hunts you down
But there's nothing stranger than to love someone

I heard the water beat on your skin a shower of discipline
As heavy as iron
And I imagined the hand that gripped mine
Now gripping the gaps in the tile
Just holding on tight

I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make this happen
No stone unturned
I've got a sense of urgency
I've gotta make something happen
No stone unturned

Strangers don't hide
The morning hunts you down
But there's nothing stranger than to love someone.

Bigger Than Us

You took the tunnel route home,
you've never taken that way with me before.
Did you feel the need for change?
Apologies on your fingernails,
love flickered in the city of lights,
Like good singers on radio waves

I don't need your tears
I don't want your love
I just gotta get home.

And I feel like I'm breaking up,
and I wanted to stay,
Headlights on the hillside,
don't take me this way,
I don't want you to hold me,
I don't want you to pray,
This is bigger than us...

You went where the horses cry,
you've never taken that way with me before.
Did you feel the need for change?
Guilt smeared across your lips,
I was tired and cold from the window
You're cold, nothing has changed.

I don't need your tears
I don't want your love
I just gotta get home

Peace & Quiet

After the red ants, the black-out
Come peace and quiet.
Those little foot-prints
Fleshed out calm in my mind.
I lay like a compass,
Digits accusing the sunrise
Rain-drops abseil the window
And flinch through the hurt cries.

I feel this great pressure coming down on me.
And the ticle of my bliss,
Pulling at your sympathy

I feel this great pressure coming down on me,
When my nerve is on the high wire.
My bliss, pulling at your sympathy

After the hunt and the sweat now
Come peace and quiet.
Your head on my heart
Anchored the storm in my eyes.
I lay like a carcass
Your lips never letting the blood dry
And so I pray for tomorrow
And wait listening out for a reply.

Streetlights

Hold tight for heartbreak
Buckle up for loneliness
Right time to get away
Where I'm going I couln't care

I'm bored and I'm afraid
I'm falling like rain for you
So tired and picking skin
Just 'cos it's something to do

Bored girls and sad boys
Dull roads to anywhere
Bad sex and ethanol
High scores on solitaire

I'm numb and getting off
Getting real numb with you
Big plans that never come
Holding out for something new

Can anybody hear me?
Is anybody out there?
Not a soul in a street-light
This might be love [2x]

Hold tight for heartbreak
Buckle up for loneliness
Right time to get away
Where I'm going I couldn't care

Dead dreams and dirty clothes
Calls that are long overdue
Cheap highs and souvenirs
So many knots that I'll never undo

Uzun Zamandir

You were writhing on the floor like a moth in molasses
Whoever taught you to move your body like that?
Goose pimples just vanished like some out of date acid
Whoever taught you to scream like that?

Rit.
Maybe someday I could move like you
Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost.
Maybe someday I can scream like you
Well I'm not looking for a holy ghost.

You were crying on the shoulders of the men in the shadows,
Whoever taught you to sell your sex like that?
I'm thinking two halos in a stain-glass window
Jesus' strangers are as strange as that

Rit.
Maybe someday I could move like you
I'm not looking for a holy ghost.
Maybe someday I can scream like you
I'm not looking for a holy ghost.