1. |
Castle Rock
04:26
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Down below
the rain clouds that cover
a lonely place
distinct from no other…
Where north winds
shake the trees,
and all these things
come to naught
when seen from my memory.
One could tell
that someone was wronged here.
All the signs were clear
to those who see them.
In plain view of the day
lit by the cold rising sun…
No, nothing could be done.
Turn to the west
three times call my name
over the lake
and I'll live again.
It can be done, you know.
Believe me now,
strange may it seem.
It's not too late for me.
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2. |
Remember My Heart
04:40
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These things are plain
in spite of the cold.
In seasons this strange
we speak empty words.
Decorated with snow
I escape to the road.
When the shadows recede
I will hurry to go.
In the quiet morning after
the loss of my name,
remember my heart.
In the heavy moments prior
the lay of the blame,
remember my heart.
Helpless to move
in long motion denied.
Destined to lay
ever still by your side.
You're like the night on the trees,
closer the stars.
When the memory fades
I will have what is yours.
In the quiet morning after
the loss of my name,
remember my heart.
In the heavy moments prior
the lay of the blame,
remember my heart.
In the silent time behind
many moments to come,
remember my heart.
You're made like an open plain
spare and despoiled,
returned to the range of faces you stole.
You suffer to look away
claimed is your gaze,
away to the tender eyes of the night.
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3. |
Thermocline
04:25
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The lonesome boat
slips out of sight,
anchors down.
Your final view
facing the east.
No running now
quick-limbed as you are.
Not with those long legs weighted.
Wipe out your features,
cool your heels.
The force of it
pierces your pores.
And the long descent
feels like forever…
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4. |
The Arrangement
03:51
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Poor Cecile was a broken lady,
Jonny met her and he loved her madly.
From the hour that he saw her face,
longed to hide her in a secret place.
In the middle of the night she awaited
his arrival while the rain came down.
When he showed it was closing four,
and they fell inside
and pulled tight the door.
Don't you ever
don't you ever run away.
The arrangement’s ready-made.
Oh, my shattered girl…
Did it seem you're only mine
and nothing more?
In the shade of the morning after,
how he shivered
when he called her name.
In the fever of eleven days,
dedicated a decision made.
And she parted from her life before him,
separated the familiar names.
Took a stroll round the empty floor,
turned the key around
and locked tight the door.
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5. |
Careful On The Ways
04:37
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Oh, they don't know…
I'm in-between the night.
Time, it moves slow.
I escape their ailing sight.
Careful on the ways.
I'm never here,
I'm never hurried.
Quiet is this place,
the trees enclose my eyes.
Time, it makes waves.
Delicate, the hours arrive.
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6. |
Underground
03:54
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I used to know you
long many nights ago.
Forgot your final hours,
drug blind in driving snow.
First, to the underground.
From there, we drove all around town.
One chance had I
to tell you true,
to tell you tell you truly.
No way
I'll walk home alone.
I shiver with love
the whole night through…
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7. |
Quarter To Two
03:41
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Fashion a faceless fading home.
Scatter the night with precious stone.
Quarter to two, the time arrives.
Out of the door into the night
here I go…
Meet at the dark end of the street.
Stay in the shadow, by and by.
Heavy the moon upon your eye.
Out of the door into the night
here I go…
Meet at the dark end of the street
here I go…
Heavy the moon
quarter to two
you feel like a fever
falling gratefully apart.
Ever the way, it's gone to soon.
Left to the memory of the moon…
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8. |
Ever Living Nowhere
04:31
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Late in November,
we remain perilous.
Deep lines open
to release golden light.
Goodbye, sweetheart…
tell me nothing.
Ever living nowhere
he remembers everything.
Doesn't take long
to discover.
Ever leaving early
in spite of what I sing.
Cruel ways of you,
ever near me.
Never knowing more than
the colour of my eyes.
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9. |
A Long Reply
02:43
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Don't say a word
no, not one.
Should we lay low
she'll return.
I've gone and written
a long reply,
penned to the night around.
Only hours
til they find her now…
cold but liviing still.
Three miles away
her sign was found.
Golden hair so fine.
She's the light in the morning,
burned away too bright.
Sleep you well, my life.
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10. |
Cecile
04:49
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Does he linger on the lakeside,
long to the night
remembering her ways?
In the longer time it takes to
drive home to heart
the shadow of her name.
Tender dreams
for a turn you long to hold,
in time fade away.
In the morning light
deceitful shades fill the sky
he bears another day.
Seven hours until
returning home break the wait.
Cold water on his face…
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thesilverabduction London, UK
The Silver Abduction is a musical collaboration between Andy Dragazis (Blue States) and Allison Brice (The 18th Day Of May, Lake Ruth). Their self-titled debut album due for release this summer, combining lush orchestral melodies, church reverb drenched drums intwined with Allison's haunting vocals and lyrics. ... more
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