My LadyMy ladys ever clothed and cloaked in darkSuffused into the shadows in the woodsWhere men take silver swords and watch for death.The things they fear wont look her in the eyeShe lives beneath the banner of the nightBut does not bow to it, nor anyone.My lady speaks to nobody save oneWho meets her in the courtyard after darkAnd asks to be delivered to the nightAnd understand what lurks within the woods.Shell teach a willing student, eye to eyeBut only those survive who fear not death.My ladys on familiar terms with death.She brings her pupils to it one by oneAnd those who dare to look it in the eyeWill never ever after fear the darkOr need to tread with caution in the woodsFor we are also promised to the night.My ladys in your courtyard on this nightTo see if youre prepared to swear till deathAnd after, if youre ready for the woods.And if you are then all you need is oneSmall drop to ease the hunger of that darkAbyss that wa
Labyrinth SoupIntriguing teeth and tongueand strains of sinew in the throatand echoes of vibrations in the shellcreate some kind of meaning: make a note.That wasnt what I meant to say at all.Speak not lest ye be spoken to-No, no, epigrammatic/to the point/concisePerhaps oh, pithy. So I thoughtin wavelengths, no, no, no, precise!We fool ourselves to think this can be taught.The pages dust your cheekbones gently as youclose your eyes. I trip downstairs and they are madeof letters. Then its night. We stalk the wild thesauri fortheir bony terminology and typeset hides. They fadeinto the trees and let loose their loquacious roar.So follow carefully and dont step off the track:the trees are hungry and the woods will never lose.Id rather (something like a letter or a wolf) define our stepsthan perish in the branches of the iron muse.We disregard the bloody message written as we slept.Relax. Now all thats left is (swallow/dine/devour)knock bac
Bone WeatherIts the smell of the rain Bm(Im lucid) EmIts midnight again AmHey didnt we do this yesterday? CYou never complainIts stupidIve lost it againI swear I had something good to sayChorusFoggy days, cloudy nights Bm EmSpotless sky, all in white Bm EmMaybe it's just me G EmBlinkers on the brain AmOn the brain CThe regular painCan't lose itBone weather againWhatever the jack-in-the-box proclaimsIts the smell of the rainIm lucidIts midnight againAnd again and again and again and againYou never complain AmYou never complain CChorusHey why wont it rainIts brewingAll over againWhy try to deny the mess we madeIt's midnight againI'm stewingHumidity reignsThe sky is in masquerade, yeahChorusAnd you never complain, no GYou never complain CTell me why do we do this again?
NevermindThere's something I've wanted to tell you for a while Am C G EmIt does sound weird I know it's not really my style Am C G BmBut you must be a witch cos you've stolen my tongue Am C G EmAnd everything I want to say is bound to come out wrong Am C GCos you're a secret CAnd you're a supernova shine GYou're rainy weekends EmYou're unimaginably hard to just describe Am C GCos you're just so - EmYou're just so… CNevermind. GChorus:The problem is I don't know the words Am GThe problem is I don't know the words Em CI'm sorry I stumble EmWhenever I look in your eyes AmI'm paralysed… BmBut, never mind CNevermind GCos I don't mind EmI really don't mind AmYou're not to blame for glitches in my stricken mindWish I could tell you that you're grace personifiedSometimes I j
Never Need KnowIt's a new and uninvited flutter G C Am GI'm distracted over you Am DIt's a new and useless feeling G EmShockingly revealing C GLet it through AmLet it through CYou and her seem cute and so committedIt's been a year and seven monthsAnd I'd much prefer to see youSmiling with her near youThan to touchAnd lose your trustChorus:I'd do anything to make you laugh G CI don't intend to tell you so G C AmCos you… you make the world go round G CBut that's alright, that's alright, you never need know Am C DDon't know what to say when you're around meI suppose I've felt this way beforeBut it's your smile and the way youMove that makes me way tooUncoordinatedMelting on the floorI suppose it's best if I don't let slipThe way I feel – it's sure to passHope it's fast, before I make itFar too complicated for all of usDon't want a fussChorusSo it goes, we'll part wit