David Heavenor: Music

Based on a dream I had about a huge robotic war machine which was being followed by bedraggled soliders of all the nations. Hate and conflict seem to be the mindless preoccupations of the human race but we still have to rail against it all.

MY HEART BEATS LIKE A DREAM

My heart beats like a dream
Shadows thrown on calico
A juggernaut wheels out the creed
We won't stoop any lower
Your face takes me by surprise
I can’t open up your eyes
The pity war distilled, the pity war distills
Pours like ether from your fixed eye pools.

The earth is dust beneath my feet
The sea breaks on a blistered shore
And I'm standing on this street
Of houses without doors
And faces stare from windows bare
A sign sticks out ’Keep Back, Beware’
And a shell screams down the alleyway
Kills the mother, leaves the child to pick the wall away

See the girl calling
See the girl calling
See the girl calling
See the girl falling down a sparkling cone of storms


I'm going to lie upon this bed
Lose this disease in vacant dreams
But this shape inside my head
Keeps me awake with empty screams
And they pour a potion bare through brain
To keep us from the wild man insane
And I am the willing desperate fool
That clings to every dreamed up rule


See the boy turning
See the boy turning
See the boy turning
See the boy burning with Pandora in his arms


What kind of seed is this
That sprouts but will not stand?
Is this the fruit to kiss
That rots right in my hands?
You've made us here to live our days
You said you wanted us to praise
What kind of game is this you play
That loads the dice to squander all our love away?



Rest my boy, my bliss
Drink deep carmine rivers of my kiss