I feel the blood of a reptile run
Through the veins of a child
And should my eyes trick my memory
Will the beast shed his skin in the wild
The screen is lit
And there they stand
In single line
A column of figures
That totals something different - everytime
Perhaps his face was wiped away that night
To leave some other that I'll never recognise;
Do I remember how he held the woman down
His shadow made a pool so deep she had to drown
Eleven faces
Blank and taunting
Through the glass
A swarm of eyes
I didn't see before - now wait for me to pass
Perhaps his face was wiped away that night
To leave some other that I'll never recognise;
Do I remember how he held the woman down
His shadow made a pool so deep she had to drown
Ten faces melt away until there's only one
And someone murmurs now, you must decide
I feel the blood of a reptile run
Through the veins of a child
And should my eyes trick my memory
Will the beast shed his skin in the wild
| 1 | My Moon And Your Sun |
| 2 | I Hang on to my Vertigo |
| 3 | I Don't Feel a Thing |
| 4 | I Think a Man Will Hang Soon |
| 5 | Me You Mine |
| 6 | Crossfire |
| 7 | Kerosene |
| 8 | No Yellow Heart |
| 9 | Orange Song |
| 10 | Doubtfully Grey |