CLOAKROOM LYRICS

1. Paperweight

You exist in material states
One part paper one part weight
You could not decide what force is holding you down today
It was never my place

I could dare you to move but it would sound so dumb
You are my wrecking ball through a condominium
Let me stare off a rooftop afar
Thought I belonged in the canopy
Satisfied with all the deconstruction I could see

The firmament hangs
The world rejoices as all it's retained goes away

2. Outta Spite

On my way down I saw what I wanted to see
No expanse I could not bridge
No gates I could not breach
On your way out
You lost that high out of spite
Total disregard for humankind and the clawed and feathered type

What's been put in the ground will yield results with time and pressure
I've been waiting it out patiently for my turn
I'll be fuel for them to burn

On your way through
Always got a fixation with death
Down a dead deer's trail discovered
Spirits stinking on your breath
On your way around
A migratory bird oversea with no point or destination
Sick on self-discovery

Got your medicine down and now you feel a whole lot better
Got a foot in the bed and such an honest face
Progress for progress sake
My friend take heed of the one's who suit your needs
Assign meaning to your ritual and slay any beast

3. Moon Funeral

Condemned
Forever crawling
I'm crawling on the ground for good
This work I do detest
But I serve my purpose
Swinging my rusty blade through the night
In Satan's service
Living off what the wilds provide me
Live a life of leisurely intrigue

I've heard the witches calling
A spectre howling back the stars
I walk a left-hand path
Yeah, my deeds need doing
Either way I'm alright
I'll unwind
There is nothing to it
I'm your child I'm your black cloud baby
Live a life of leisurely intrigue

4. Lossed Over

Steady in your pace my friend
Troubles abound
The pale moon boils the blood of men
So calm down
Far too much faith given into the curse
It's like we kept it hanging around

Giving up the chase my friend
Of days you knew when
Why spend the better parts of your life
To find them
Far too much faith given into the cure
Almost like we think we'll live again

More than once in a while in return you must force a smile
And it's easy for me
For some centuries now it's been known that the world is round
Ain't it hard to believe
Inland beyond the North sages spoke of a sarsen door
At the mouth of the sea
For some centuries now it's agreed Earth is hollow throughout
And we're forging a key

5. Mesmer

[Instrumental]

6. Starchild Skull

Pretty fingers get cold
I'm letting them go
Tried to discern what feral dogs disclose
To an unfettered night
Claimed we're killing them slow and taking control
The girl from the painting that we stole stands outside
Watching cars come and go

Tracks filling with snow
Followed them home
Wanted to see her for myself this time
Where it's too bright to hide
Us and Kellie Marie trying to sleep
Worried about you worrying about me
Thus is the power of the leaf

Found my faith fast returning
The bush is burning through the dawn
Never consumed or the least discouraged
It takes courage falling so far
Longed for nights well spent foraging
Living off the land of a midnight sun
There down in the fields you'll find me toiling
I know my work is never done

7. Asymmetrical

Took a long drive
Got a few dents
Told a couple jokes at your expense
Showed yourself out
Found your way back
Thought you'd never leave the cul-de-sac
The longer you stay the more that you see
It's not a world of possibility
Even I from time to time
Will believe anything

Spent a few weeks
In a cold bed
Had a lot of plans to circumvent
In your fair skin
Spared no expense
Never felt the sting of consequence
In the right mood for the right plea
Cell phones killing every worker bee
What has been destroying me
What has been destroying me
Such a subtle frequency

You were not the least concerned with Eternal Return
But you'd never want the cycle to stop
May the cycle never stop
May the cycle never stop

8. Clean Moon

Condemned
Forever crawling
I'm crawling on the ground for good
This work I do detest
But I serve my purpose
Swinging my rusty blade through the night
In Satan's service
Living off what the wilds provide me
Live a life of leisurely intrigue

I've heard the witches calling
A spectre howling back the stars
I walk a left-hand path
Yeah, my deeds need doing
Either way I'm alright
I'll unwind
There is nothing to it
I'm your child I'm your black cloud baby
Live a life of leisurely intrigue

9. Sylph

[Instrumental]

10. Deep Sea Station

With a handful of dirt set him face down
Buried a saint just to sell off the house
Wade through the wastes
Shake off the storm
Gold skin of gods keeping your babies warm
Your customs felt strange and pretty played out
Driving a sword through the heart of your doubts
Saw what you saw and word got around
Ships disappeared in the cumulus cloud

The rat race has run a serpentine path
Free to escape from the bondage of death
Welcomed the change
Sick with the thirst
Drunk off the taste of the blood of the Earth

Scoured the mine
Called down the well
To find a faraway self
Someone you knew
Someone you've got to keep down
To writhe in the depths
Called out your name
Safe from the fires of Hell
But death holds the bell
That hangs on the wind singing for nobody else
Your faraway self

I will return to the rocks and the roots and debris
Free to return to the rocks and the roots and the weeds
I will return to the rocks and the roots and debris
Free to return to the rocks and the roots and the weeds







CLOAKROOM LYRICS