Tulle (2020)

Elephants

In the woods I breath out the light
And not a tear in my buffalo mask
Hail this wrong, carnivorous grove
A hungry mouth, or it a rose?

Elephants sense the closure
Their worries are never over
Trumpeting aloud their bizarre memoir
(Their bizarre memoir)

Devils rip the figures from the ground
Sharing thoughts with a worm and a frog
Chatty forms rise with a doubt
Funny feelings frolic fast

Oh forest, i feel abnormal
With madness at my disposal
So rub on your skin the remains of the night
(the remains of the night)

Elephants sense the closure
Their worries are never over
Trumpeting aloud their bizarre memoir
(Their bizarre memoir)

Josephine

In this unlikely charade
Hide from the tornado behind the drapes
Silent and petite
Like gnomes in the trees

And when the march will play
We’ll secretly slip inside a clarinet
As the conductor’s baton
Agitates the soul

Cause Josephine, we’re birds of a feather
These fantasies should linger on forever
Bittersweet, like sleepwalkers dressed in leather
Josephine

Lift off with fireworks
The crowd is like a roar on the radio
With their telescopes
That agitate the soul

So kick the sobriety away
With pamphlets about comets and the human fate
And thunderbolts
That agitate the soul

Cause Josephine, we’re birds of a feather
These fantasies should linger on forever
Bittersweet, like sleepwalkers dressed in leather
Josephine

Mr. Mumler

Ghosts are home alone
Skeptic of the world
As a preposterous folklore

They say reality is a storm
Raised by musings and songs
They don’t remember anymore

And Mr. Mumler is trying to take our picture
Ada writes notes about us
The Colonel breaks the silence
Howling at the moon for fun
Then one by one…

Phantoms see the light
As a mystery on their mind
They crack jokes about time

So what’s to be alive
In the noise of the night
As white blankets fly

And Mr. Mumler is trying to take our picture
Ada writes notes about us
The Colonel breaks the silence
Howling at the moon for fun

Maggie shies away aside
Katie is recording sounds
Harry meets his doppelganger
Elizabeth has a date with the light
Then one by one…

water balloons

Drive in the city, life gets out of focus
The review mirror shows the hurricane where gravity drops
Fire the engine up to reach the horses
Let’s save the mannequins from the bargains of progress

And leave, like sparks from a fire
Like runaway liars, hiding from sight
Unreal, as all matters of truth
Let’s take back our youth
Fling that water balloon

Here they come back again
The puppets in your hands wave us away

Drive in the city at night
Like prophets fond of lies
Just look at those phasing lights

Here in the underworld where light is an extravagance
Your swinging marionettes expose the scandal of loneliness
Fire the engine up to reach the horses
The nonsense of adult life will get lost in our maisonette

And leave, like sparks from a fire
Like runaway liars, hiding from sight
Unreal, as all matters of truth
Let’s take back our youth
Fling that water balloon

Here they come back again
The puppets in your hands wave us away

Drive in the city at night
Like prophets fond of lies
Just look at those phasing lights

astronauts

I’m away
In the distance I still feel the flames
Astronauts on my trail
They chase me with darts and x-rays
So run away

The absence in their eyes is what initiates their art
And their malaise is a romance of their hearts
This awkward decoy interfering with the void
Isn’t that a joy?

So it’s today.
Feather pillows explode into space
While dreams of the insane
Are penciling chaos in the air
Far away

Catastrophes of the mind are mysterious and alive
The ambivalence of science is respectful of the night
Impulsive photographs saturated with noise;
Isn’t that a joy?

tulle

We all feel the love of birds
On your tulle in the concert hall
Like an abstract reward on the stage of the world
We call upon all clocks to…

Count
And take a step
Now move your leg
The arabesque
Brisé en arrière
A pas de deux
Petit allegro

And all over, until it’s all over

Private grief and public joy
Somersaults and a lot of noise
Fireflies galvanised by your luminous show
They call upon all clocks to..

Count
And take a step
Now move your leg
The arabesque
Brisé en arrière
A pas de deux
Petit allegro

And all over, until it’s all over

And we’re conferring with clowns
To appreciate the dark of your strange heart

And all voices and sounds
Reassembling the realm of your strange heart

Downtown

We skeletons fancy parties and drinks
And memorabilia of reality
Our bones are shaking at the gala of the freaks
Masquerading as the far side

Night euphoria in the heat of my soul
Photophobia keeps me far from God
Down in the streets, schizophrenia is on a roll
A gordian knot will burn

Lamplighters spread out like an army
They want to chase away the dark
Behind their backs we lurk like shadows
I’ll see you downtown

Rob the emporium and the antique store
We need carillion for the great beyond
Thank goodness we’re invisible
We’ll be home before dawn

Lamplighters spread out like an army
They want to chase away the dark
Behind their backs we lurk like shadows
I’ll see you downtown