
Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Song language: English
Drunken Hands |
Wearily and weathered |
Lungs filled with new |
There’s a days worth of sky |
Hovering over you |
No it’s not the sand |
Nor is it the dreams |
That now blow across the acres |
As clothes loosen in their seems |
One by one — coming undone |
We scurry to be one up on the sun |
You landed here with fear |
Gone north and put to rest |
The cross around your neck is now |
Buried in your chest |
Sleep for the sake of the night |
And wake in the hope of finding a light |
Throw your drunken hands |
Across the scenery |
And your drunken thoughts on temporality |
Everything lay so still, almost dead |
Except the blood-red sky over head |
Sleep for the sake of the night |
And wake in the hope, but fumble in light |
Throw your sunken dreams |
At the scenery |
With your sunken hopes |
For longevity |
The country lay as still as the dead |
Save the blood-red moon up ahead |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Long distance runner | 2009 |
Death (the great tradition) | 2009 |
Gardner river | 2009 |
Slow walk in the country | 2009 |
Bad hurtn | 2009 |
Transatlantic | 2009 |
Two Souls | 2006 |
The Road | 2006 |
No Heaven | 2006 |
While The Birches Weep | 2006 |
Bird Black Sky | 2006 |
When The Mourning Comes | 2006 |
Sons Of The Coast | 2006 |
Poppies and Peonies | 2006 |
Live Ones | 2002 |
Homeward Rolling Soldier | 2001 |
Polish Daughter | 2001 |
Oh Night | 2001 |
Log At 25 | 2001 |
Portugal | 2002 |