(I) old
I found a home in the darkness, found a in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, Empty stomach empty head a body a vacant bed, And the thunder rolls by, and the rains come, and the days gone and I wonder I am.
a place in the darkness, found a home in the darkness, in the darkness, home, in the darkness.
A crowded of passers by and in the shadows strangers cry, and the ghosts try to hide, When the come, when the storms form, when I wonder who I am in the darkness, Home.
(ii) deep.
Digging deep in the darkness, digging it down deep down deep down digging it Deep in the darkness, digging it deep, deep, down, deep down digging it Deep in the darkness, it deep, down, down, down, down, digging it Deep in the darkness, digging it down, deep down, deep, down digging it
We watched an insect stray to the edge of it's world, a lily pad stretched over a mirror In which the carp swirl like clouds before a storm. This is the of the rains, is incoming.
And when it their was no cover, no place to hide, Vision blurred, hard to breathe, trying hard to hold onto something real. Nothing left, nowhere to go, no open road it's washed away by streams, Carried off downriver with all my dreams.
Digging deep in the darkness, digging it deep, down deep deep, deep, digging it in the darkness, digging it deep down, down, down, down digging it Deep in the darkness, digging it deep, digging it digging it, it, Deep in the darkness, it deep down, deep down, deep down, digging it.
A tethered goat bleats from the corner of the graveyard where the hang motionless as the angels of stone above them, their broken wings throwing long shadows into the grass where the scorpions hide. The tigers are out of jungle.
In the end I was tired of being asked if I say that I was happy now, As if you me to convince you that everything's ok. you take me back?
Digging deep in the darkness, digging it deep, deep, down deep, deep digging it Deep in the darkness, digging it deep, down, down, down, down, down, it, Deep in the darkness, it deep, deep down, deep, deep, digging it, Deep in the darkness, down, down, down, down, down, down it.
Are you happy now? you keep asking, asking am I happy Why can't you tell me that I'm happy now? are you happy now? happy now?
2. chocolate
The bloated corpses of unsolved murders and old revolutions, pirouette and dance amongst the swirls and eddies in their final procession down the muddy to the delta where they're thrown up by the surf onto sterile beaches or are trapped in the roots of mangrove cathedrals of the islands that gather in the bay.
These are the first arrivals on this new horizon that will be coveted by strangers who will deposit themselves on these shores to build towers to the heavens. the storm will and the rains will fall and remove their dreams and hopes once again to the waters that surround them. and while they pray the frogs will chant in the darkness
A full of chocolate frogs, a body full of rush, a pocketful of shrapnel and a skinfull of bush, An eyefull of the future and a belly full of the past, how beautiful the present when you know it last.
A tumblerful of voddie, two fingers in a glass, a handful of promises, a heart of remorse, Mindful of your manners when you're brought down to knees, A heid full of chocolate is all you gave to me, That's all you gave to me, that's all you to me,
A spoonful of miracles a nostril full of dust a lung full of the needs we have we must, A pill to put your heart right a nose out for a deal for a full of chocolate frogs what can you give to me? did you give to me? What did you to me? What did you to me?
3- at stars.
You cracked up too soon before the punchline hit home and at the end of the joke did you that no-one was laughing with you. You out on your own, Waving at trains, waving at cars, waving bars, waving from aeroplanes, Might as well be at stars,
You called out her name as the darkness hit home, up your zippo and opened the skies till the crowd melts away, at the end of the day, you ran out of light, Praying for rain, praying for signs, praying for time, for endless night, might as well be wishing on stars
4. dancing
Empty churches, empty pews, in the subway nothing moves and the on the radio is drowning out the sound of raingod's dancing, Empty playgrounds, empty bars, I can't remember how it was before the flood all I had to do was recognise the love that's trapped inside.
I gave it all, I it back and in the end there's nothing left except a shell surrounding emptiness and loneliness, a core of pain, I see my shining.
Raingods zippo's, a tinman hides a broken heart, Raingods with zippo's, he knows the flame has gone that he'll fall apart,
So I lay me to lie and with the rain my lullaby I drift away to dreamless sleep, leave behind a life that died, a victim of a plague of ghosts I was wrapped up in my guilt deep within my memories, a shelter of self-pity that I know the rain will wash away, I sense the storm arriving.
Raingods zippo's, a tin man rusts away and slowly falls apart, Raingods with zippo's and all he leaves a bleeding broken heart.
(part ii) the wake -up (make it happen)
In the end I beginnings, not a vision, a wake up call, Raised from the dead by a heart and at last I can see it all And my eyes opened to the darkness, in my hand a burning flame, A spark of life to touch the fuse and these clouds away, I can it happen, if I want to, it happen, if I try, Forgive, forget, forever never means as much as it today, Make it happen, we can it happen, we can make it happen.
When I wake up, you be there? it can never be the same. If we can our lives slowly, step by step, we can be dancing in the rain, We can make it happen, we can it happen, make it happen, Forgive, forget, means today, make it happen, we can make it happen, We can make it happen, forgive, forget, means today, it happen.
Plague of ghosts/chocolate frogs/ wishing on stars/raingods dancing subsections written by derek w dick/tony turrell and mark daghorn 1998 copyright fishy music ltd