

So It SeemsAsleep on a train I dream of you You lie in the grass, collecting the dew As sun climbs over the mountains and hills As light creeps into the windows and on sillsSo It Seems
You open your eyes to welcome the dawn But realise the night that hasn't quite gone Hand to your heart, momentary distress As darkness seeks to cling to your dress
But look, the night flees before your bright eyes Your rare charm brings light to the skies And then your voice brings warmth to the land And you wash away sleep with a wave of your hand
You enchanting girl, I do not quite know &


Quiet, Not SilentMind over heart Keep it in hand Windows and water Clear as glassQuiet, Not Silent
Sand in the ocean Water in the desert Giant stone hand Giant stone eye
An ancient peace Captures me at my least Beautifully quiet. Fire
My palm Flower in bloom Eye in the leaf Giant stone tree
Float on the stone Swim back home Through concrete. Temple
Is silent The mind is violent Heart needs quiet Bell sounds out, then
An ancient peace
Captures me at my least A Beautiful calm


A Sky AtlasA path diverges Two roads into an otherwise unsullied garden Shade creeps in and the sun is slowly setting 45 minutes, perhaps, until the day is overA Sky Atlas
You have 45 minutes to find the back gate To find the back gate You can see the green house; a skeleton green house Increase your pace down the path
Two paths diverge A fourth one converges and you turn Right Right You should be at a fence by now The size of the garden escapes you The skeleton house is still there, as is the tree that blooms from the rotten beams And the floor Is covered


SubmarineI held it out as far as it would go It touched the glass, it waved from "to" to "fro" It smeared the window, leaked all on the floor Until I took it out I didn't know what it was forSubmarine
Come back around my backroom tonight We can hang out and talk about how we took back the night
Just don't say you prefer it down the tracks The further south you go, the less you're going to look back
Hang on to me, and I'll hang on to you The rain was never this bad, now you can't see through The train windows, smeared, show you where the banks meet the sea Take yours out too, hopef
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bitch
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Cook, Robert
"Your reflection is the only true way to see yourself"
I try my best.
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do'nt worry - i won't tell anyone.
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