时间：2022-09-30
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I Eyewitness
Still waiting for my saviour
Storms tear me limb from limb
My fingers feel like seaweed
I'm so far out I'm too far in
I am a lonely man my solitude is true
My eyes have borne stark witness
And now my knights are numbered too
I've
Seen the smiles on dead hands
The stars shine but they're not for me
I prophesy disaster and then I count the cost
I shine but shining dying
I know that I am almost lost
On the table lies blank papermy tower is built on stone
I only have blunt scissorsI only have the bluntest home
I've been the witness and the seal of death
Lingers in the molten wax that is my head
When you see the skeletons of sailing ship spars sinking low
You'll begin to wonder if the points of all the ancient myths
Are solemnly directed straight at
You
Ii
PicturesLighthouse
Eddiesrocksshipscollisionremorse
Iii
Eyewitness
No time now for contrition：
The time for that's long past
The walls are thin as tissue
And if I talk I'll crack the glass
So I only think on how it might have been
Locked in silent monologue in silent scream
Anyway I'm much too tired to speak
And as the waves crash on the bleak
Stones of the tower I start to freak
And find that I am overcome
Iv
S H M
'Unreal unreal ' ghost helmsmen scream
And fall in through the sky
Not breaking through my seagull shrieks
No breaks until I die：
The spectres scratch on window slits
Hollowed faces mindless grins
Only intent on destroying what they've lost
I craw the wall till steepness ends in the vertical fall
My pail has sailed into the sea：no joking hopes at dawn
White bone shine in the iron jaw mask
Lost mastheads pierce the freezing dark
And parallel my isolated tower
No paraffin for the
Flame
No harbour left to gain
V The Presence of the NightKosmos Tours
'Alone alone ' the ghosts all call
Pinpoint me in the light
The only life I feel at all
Is the presence of the night
Would you cry if I died
Would you cry if I died
Would you catch the final words of mine
Would you catch my words
I know that there's no time
I know that there's no rhyme
False signs find me
I don't want to hate
I just want to grow
Why can't I let me
Live and be free but I die very slowly alone
I know no more ways
I am so afraid
Myself won't let me
Just be myself and so I am completely alone
The maelstrom of my memory
Is a vampire and it feeds on me
Now staggering madly over the brink I
Fall
Vi
Custard's
Last Stand
Lighthouses might house the key
But can I reach the door
I want to walk on the sea
So that I may better find ashore
But how can I ever keep my feet dry
I scan the horizon
I must keep my eyes on all parts of me
Looking back on the years
It seems that I have lost
The way：
Like a dog in the night I have run to a manger
Now I am the stranger I stay in
All of the grief I have seen
Leaves me chasing solitary peace
But I hold experience in my head
I'm too close to the light
I don't think I see right for I blind me
Vii
The Clot Thickens
WHERE is the God that guides my hand
HOW can the hands of others reach me
WHEN will I find what I grope for
WHO is going to teach me
I am meme are wewe can't see
Any way out of here
Crashing seaatrophied history：
Chance has lost my Guinevere
I don't want to be one wave in the water
But sea will drag me deep
One more haggard DROWNED MAN
I can see the Lemmings coming but I know I'm just a man
Do I join or do I founder Which can is the best I may
Viii
Land's End
Sineline
We Go Now
Oceans drifting sideways I am pulled into the spell
I feel you around me I know you well
Stars slice horizons where the lines stand much too stark
I feel I am drowning hands stretch in the dark
Camps of panoply and majesty what is Freedom of Choice
Where do I stand in the pageantry whose is my voice
It doesn't feel so very bad now：I think the end is the start
Begin to feel very glad now：
ALL THINGS ARE A PART
ALL THINGS ARE APART
ALL THINGS ARE A PART
