TIP TAPPING
I WAS TIP TAPPING
IN THE PARK

THE SOUND OF THE LEAVES
WHEN MY FEET HIT THE GROUND
THE SOUND OF THE LEAVES
WHEN MY FEET BOUNCE AROUND

IN THE DARK, iN THE PARK



THIRTEEN THIRTYFIVE

STRONGEST TASTE
LOUDEST DROP
HEAD IS FILLED
THE THOUGHT, UNLOCKED

YOU'D BE THIRTEEN
I'D BE THIRTY-FIVE
GONE TO FIND A PLACE FOR US TO HIDE

BE TOGETHER BUT ALONE
AS THE NEED FOR IT HAS GROWN

A CAVE OR A SHED
A CAR OR A BED
A HOLE IN THE GROUND
OR A BURIAL MOUND
A BUSH OR A TREE
OR THE AEGEAN SEA WILL DO FOR ME

FOR YOU I FOUND A VENT
IN THE BOTTOM OF A COAL MINE
JUST ENOUGH SPACE FOR YOUR HANDS IN THE INSIDE

IF YOU GO
DO LET ME KNOW

A DEN OR A DESSERT
PERHAPS AN INK SQUIRT
A CELLAR, A WISHING WELL, A WAR
OR A GUARANTEE WILL DO FOR ME

FOR YOU I FOUND A CELL
ON THE TOP FLOOR OF A PRISON
JUST ENOUGH SPACE FOR YOU TO FIT YOUR FEET IN

IF YOU GO
PLEASE LET ME KNOW



YOU FLESH AGAINST MINE

I WANT TO BE YOUR LOVER
WIPE YOUR LIPSTICK ACROSS MY MIRROR

YOUR SKIN ACROSS MY SKIN
YOUR HANDS ON MY HIPS
MY NECK ON YOUR LIPS

TO THE BACKBONE

WHERE THE BROKEN GLASS HAS BEEN LYING
NEXT TO MY HEART
WHERE THE BROKEN GLASS HAS BEEN LYING
NEXT TO MY HEART, TO MY CONSCIENCE
WHERE THE BROKEN GLASS HAS BEEN
NEXT TO MY HEART, TO MY CONSCIENCE, TO MY FAITH

YOUR FLESH AGAINST MINE
YOU FLETCH YOUR TEETH, I'LL FLETCH MINE

UP THE STAIRCASE
DESPAIR CASE

TAKE CARE, DON'T HURT YOURSELF
TAKE CARE, DON'T HURT MYSELF



YOU ARE MY WINTER


AND I SWEAR I TRIED
TO KILL WHAT'S INSIDE

I DIDN'T MAKE IT IN TIME
PLEASE COME TAKE ALL THAT'S MINE

ALL I WANT IS YOURS
AND HOW THIS HURTS

ALEXANDER

THE STREETS, THE SUMMERS, THE ANONYMITY
PUBLIC TRANSPORTS, PHOTOBOOTHS AND GALLERIES
THE ZOO, THE PARKS, APARTMENTS, THE ROOFTOPS

ARCHITECTURE, HAUPTBAHNHOF, THE BALCONIES
THE WINTERS, WITH ME

ALEXANDER, YOU ARE MY WINTER

ALEXANDER



THE UNDYING NEED TO SCREAM

DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY
BUT IT MUST GET OUT
WON'T YOU STICK AROUND
AS I TRY TO THINK OUT LOUD

I KNOW THAT YOU CAN HANDLE THE TRUTH
INSIDE OF ME, THE UNDYING NEED TO SCREAM

TRIED IT WITH LAUGHTER
WITH ANXIETY
I'VE TRIED IT WITH YOU
NOW I MUST SCREAM

THIS MUST END HERE
BEFORE I LOSE MY VOICE OVER YOU

THIS MUST END HERE
BEFORE I LOSE MYSELF IN YOU



FROM ONE TO SIX HUNDRED KILOMETERS


THE MOST TENDER THING YOU'VE SAID TO ME
IS THAT I SUFFER FROM PARANOIA
SOMETIMES WHEN I WISH TO KILL
I COUNT FROM ONE TO SIX HUNDRED KILOMETERS

YET I FAIL TO FEEL
I SAIL TO SEA
I FAIL TO BEHAVE RATIONALLY
AND I FAIL TO GRIP
I FAIL TO KEEP
I FAIL TO THINK ABOUT ME

IF I WERE ABLE TO HATE
PERHAPS HATRED WOULD BRING ME RELIEF
I OUGHT TO HAVE A STEEL BROW
AND A HEART OF STONE

YET YOU FAILED TO FEEL
YOU SAILED TO SEA
YOU FAILED TO EMBRACE MY INSECURITIES
AND I FAILED TO GRIP
I FAILED TO KEEP
I FAILED TO THINK ABOUT ME



HEY BEAU


SHEETA, WHERE IS YOUR CRYSTAL?
THE PIRATES STOLE IT, OH NO
SHEETA, WHERE DID YOUR CRYSTAL GO?

HEY BEAU

THE ROBOTS, ARE GOING TO HELP US FIND OUR CRYSTAL

BEAU, WHERE IS YOUR CRYSTAL?
THE PIRATES STOLE IT, OH NO
BEAU, WHERE DID YOUR CRYSTAL GO?



TEXTURE OF MY BLOOD

LOCKED DOOR, FORGOTTEN KEY
TONIGHT, OPEN UP FOR ME
I AM RETURNING HOME
WITHOUT THE SLIGHTEST HOPE

NAKED AND ON MY KNEES
LOOK AS IF YOU'RE PLEASED TO SEE
ME RETURNING HOME
PASS ME THAT SPARK OF HOPE

LET YOU TASTE THE TEXTURE OF MY BLOOD
LACKING IRON
GATES TO MY HEART

OPENED UP, THE RELIEF
TIME HAS COME FOR YOU TO SEE
WHERE IM COMING FROM
WHAT I'VE BEEN RUNNING FROM

I DON'T KNOW
HOW ON EARTH WILL I EVER KNOW?

GAZING THROUGH YOUR EYES
I SAW THEM COMING RIGHT AT YOU

MY SUPERIOR VENA CAVA
INFERIOR TO YOURS



GUMACHE

YOUR TOOTHBRUSH IS WHERE YOU LEFT IT
IT SITS RIGHT BY MY SINK
EVER SO OFTEN WHILST BRUSHING MY TEETH
MY GUM ACHES MY THOUGHTS SLINK

YOUR TOOTHBRUSH IS WHERE YOU LEFT IT
IT SITS RIGHT BY MY SINK
EVER SO OFTEN NEGLECT MY TEETH
IN REVERIE SIT DOWN RETHINK

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS
SENSELESS FIGHTS

YOUR TOOTHBRUSH IS WHERE YOU LEFT IT
IT SITS RIGHT BY MY SINK
EVER SO OFTEN I GRIND MY TEETH
ABSTAIN, DEEP-SIX THIS MISSING LINK


ABRUPT CLARITY

AS A TORNADO TOOK SHAPE
I CAME TO SEE

FOR AN HOUR OR SO, STOOD ON THAT FIELD
WATCHED THE DIRT RISE
AS IF PARALYSED

THE CLOSER I GOT
THE LESS I COULD FEEL
THE LOUDER IT GOT
THE MORE IT SEEMED REAL

WHEN RAIN HIT MY SKIN
ABRUPT CLARITY

I HAD WITNESSED
A RARITY

AS THE SKY CLEARED
DOUBT DISAPPEARED

WITHOUT EVIDENCE
OR RESONANCE