Testo Shandy In The Graveyard

Head down in the rain
My walkman sings
Caught it in a paraphrase
The beast still stings

Feels like
On the edge of
An age Where the scent of you still remains
In the valley
In the fey light
In the words that the record sings

She left a necklace and never retrieved it
I left a message meandering gently amidst our secrets
The clasp was broken but you know me
I tend to keep the pieces
Shards in shoeboxes still sharp
Love and rockets the shower sparks
White lightning in a mine shaft
It was black as a cold heart
Blacker than before
A glassy eyed Gordon Parks Cyclops in it's maze afraid
I hear sticks sharpen in the dark
Surrounded by the bones of those I slain
But god knows my heart

In between the trees
My echo plays
Brushing on the strings
That connect and constrain

Feels like
On the edge of
An age
Where the scent of you still remains
In the solder
In the ashtray
In the old book we put away...