Death Will Have Something To Chew

Death Will Have Something To Chew

The cliff that is thrashed by the waves
The rope that holds taut although it has frayed
The fire in the heather that cleanses the land
You were baptised with a knife in your hand

You painted a rhapsody blue
Death will have something to chew

Your vein was torn on that day
Your strong blood was born the caesarean way
A new will flowed out on the ebb of the tide
The red of the sun was glowing inside

You painted a rhapsody blue
Death will have something to chew

You're older than you thought you'd be
Another ring grown in the trunk of the tree

Though you might be wishing for rest
First you'll have to take off that crown and your crest

You painted a rhapsody blue
Death will have something to chew

Re-Emerge The Exact Same As You Are

Light shines upon that river free,
And incandescently bright;
A Moravian forest scene
Trapped within my head at night.
We used to hide, smoking weed,
In the transcendental day;
There was no festered evil bleed,
Youth was a tourniquet.

That waterway's a tributary
Only for my dreams.
Were those years too, fantasy?
Crooked memory, buckled overhead beams.
Those sunny banks are lost to doubt,
Though you may trek through country far,
You'll never find that river-mouth,
Re-emerge the exact same as you are.

I remember your post-coital banter,
You said it didn't make you cute,
It just meant you were a massive spanner;
I still disagree with you.
Can you imagine how distraught I'd be
If you did yourself harm?
Don't bide beneath that river free,
Re-emerge the exact same as you are.