The word and the flesh

Still life A monument of colored stone A nest of polished bone In glittering heat In droning sun Fallout showers Riot of shooting stars in dislocated skies In flickering heat In burning sun A race for...
The trees are on fire The sky is stained black and brown The ships in the bay have crashed on the rocks Their hulls bleed black and foul We track this satellite as it crashes to the ground Crawling...
A safe-house room that reeks of lies A window-framed indifferent sky Dead letter box is stuffed with dreams See the dust they left behind Watch until the light is gone A candle left to burn too long...
They've mined the road we're on They're watching the road with their searchlights And the lights burn like frostbite The lights burn cold
The weeks pass by hand in hand With the melting ice in your glass The soldiers have returned from their crusades And landed on the coast Drawn by a spotlight like moths to a flame Betrayed by the kiss...
They say they want to teach you They say they're trying to reach you They really want to teach you They're only trying to reach you They say don't go against the grain Don't add fuel to the flame Stay...
Who's waiting for her like she's waiting for him Who's tracking the storm she's lost in The stars are bright The night is black and clear The clowns are all asleep, the strongman is in tears Who has a...
Walking the line You feel your way Lost and found and lost again Chasing shadows moonlight miles away Heart aches like a phantom limb Every corner hides a ghost A last good kiss A freeze-frame memory...
Wound like a clock Crossing against the light Loud as the sun Churches burst into flames Eye witness to God Scratched in the dust line by line Pass by the mirage Imitation of life written in the sky...