WOODS OF YPRES LYRICS

1. Shards Of Love (Hurt Forever)

You pulled your things off the walls, took all that was yours.
You packed your books into boxes and placed them at the door.
You emptied your half of our closet, and went through the drawers.
Taking it all for granted and left what was left for me on the floor.

And still I'm pouring my heart out to you, trying to move you.
Still I'm pouring my heart out to you, trying to get you to stay.
Still I'm pouring my heart out to you, trying to move you.
Still I'm pouring my heart out to you, trying to get you to stay.

And I said, "What about this? What about that? Don't you remember the good times?
What about this? What about that? Don't you remember our life?"
She said, "What about this? And what about that? Don't you remember the hard times?
What about this? And what about that? Don't you remember our lives?"

And I said, "No, wait. (No, wait)."
And she said, "No, it's too late. (No, it's too late)."
And I said, "Wait, please stay. (Wait, please stay)."
But she said, "No, I'm going away. (I'm going away)."

And I said, "No, you cannot go."
And I said, "Wait, please stay."
She said, "No, I have to go. It's too late, I'm going away.
And there's nothing in the world that you could say to make me stay."

You pulled your things off the walls, took all that was yours.
You packed your books into boxes and placed them at the door.
You emptied your half of our closet, and went through the drawers.

2. Everything I Touch Turns To Gold (Then To Coal)

Woe, oh

I am in denial, and I am depressed
I will try to bargain with you, then share my anger with you
But I can't complete the full cycle of mourning
I struggle with acceptance
I can't forgive myself

Everything I touch turns to gold, then to coal
Everything I touch turns to rust, then to dust

My clothes are full of holes, hanging off my tired body
I command so much negativity, my charge drains the life from machinery
But I feel such powerlessness, when I struggle with forgiveness
Yet I don't know my own strength, when I destroy everything

Woe, oh

I am in denial, and I am depressed

3. By The Time You Read This (I Will Already Be Dead)

By the time you read this, I will already be dead
Do not reply to this, it is only to be read
By the time you read this, I will already have been killed
Do not reply to this, but notify my next of kin

Self administrate your estate,
Pick up the pieces and give them away
Let them take all the things they want and dispose of yourself

Photos and notes go into the sink
Under all the hot water the faucet could give
Now my dreams are just running ink
Going down the drain

By the time you read this, I will already be gone
Do not reply to this, but realize what you have done
By the time you read this, it will already be true
Do not reply to this, just understand what you made me do

Oh, oh

By the time you read this, I will have gone the way good men go
When they go bad, where they go bad
By the time you read this, I will have gone to the place where good men go
Where they go wrong, when they go wrong

By the time you read this, I will already have been changed
Do not reply to this, after I've experienced maximum pain
No longer good to anyone, and never would be again
Know that I spent my final days, endlessly tying the endless loose ends

One last look around the place, with sun shining into empty room
For the final time I close the door that will open for someone new

The only change I make before I leave, is in the bedroom of my dreams
Where I covered the walls in deep blue paint, rather than my blood and my brains

By the time you read this, I will already be dead
Do not reply to this, it is only to be read
By the time you read this, I will already be dead

4. I Was Buried In Mount Pleasant Cemetery

I was buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, alone and unceremoniously
...Buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, when life was taken from me

Our tree was full and green, I had to leave it
The sadness was overwhelming,
To be alone beneath it

The sun came down hot and hard, I could never sleep
To disappear was the only way I could find relief

When I was buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, alone and unceremoniously
...Buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, when life was taken so suddenly

First I paid my respects to Glenn Gould
Then I visited the grave of Alexander Muir
Next to Eaton's tomb, I hung my head and cried
Looking for Joseph Mulgrew, I gave up and died

When I was buried...

The birds sang, the flowers in bloom, spring had just begun
Recently fitted for a suit, now lying in a box
By summer, I was gone, my remains stolen from the ground
My body never recovered and I was never found
...Until now

I was buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, alone and unceremoniously

Buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, between the monuments and trees
At the heart of the city, Amongst the statues and fountains
New life could begin, where the old path I ran came to and end

[David Gold Version 1.9, June 19th 1980 - May 11th, 2007 Aged 26]

I was buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, alone and unceremoniously
...Buried in Mount Pleasant Cemetery, when life was taken from me

5. Into Exile: "Can You Get Here In 10 Days?"

Everyone lives, but not everyone truly dies
While they're still alive and survive
Without anything to lose, I don't care what will happen to me
I climb through this dirty window of opportunity

I feel a change of heart
From the pain of a heartbreaking loss
I hear awful sounds crying out
I feel my heart breaking loose

I cast away at my own will, to mourn alone across the sea
It may never feel good, it may never feel right
But it seemed like a good idea at the time

I don't want praise for going away, it draws attention to my loss
But drink alone for me while I am gone, We'll together again when I come home

I feel my heart breaking away,
From the pain of a heartbreaking loss
I hear the awful howl come ripping from my mouth
I feel my heart breaking loose...

[Spoken:]
Disconnect and disassociate yourself from everything and everyone you know.
Just let go. Go. Don't look back, and see where it takes you. After a year has passed you might feel good enough to come home, or there's the excitement that you may leave and just stay, and never come home again, either way, you'll be glad you did it. Having left and gone from being able to decide for yourself after you've done your time.
They say that time heals all wounds, well this is a good way to spend that time, what better way to distract yourself from sadness than to fully obligate your crisis to the point where it becomes about survival, making it a total mindfuck about the fact that it's allowing you to erase your memory and deprogram yourself and rebuild somewhere in the abyss.
Surrendering all control and familiarity, boldly going into the unknown, focusing on your voluntary deportation from your own home, you know you have to go, flights are running on time, ask yourself the question "Can you get here in ten days?"
"Yes I can!"

It's time to cross the ocean... and dive, into exile!

6. Pining (For You)

On the other side of night and day
I could be no farther away
The moon I see is not our moon,
This sun is not the one we know
But the are safe with you at home
It's I, who's gone

And I am pining for you,
Reminded of you all the time
I'm always pining, for you

What I thought was so unique about you
Must be common after all
For I am constantly reminded of you everywhere I go
What I thought was so extraordinary, is common after all
As I am constantly pining for you, everywhere I go

You could go anywhere and people would invite you to stay
I could meet anyone else and still feel completely alone
So I try to distract myself and make new discoveries
But as I explore the forests of my Seoul, I see you in the trees

And I am pining for you,
Reminded of you all the time
I'm always pining, for you

What I thought was so unique about you
Must be common after all
For I am constantly reminded of you everywhere I go
What I thought was so extraordinary is common around the world
Men are always pining for their loves, while their loves don't pine for them at all

And I am pining for you, reminded of you in everything I see
I'm always pining, for you
And I am pining for you, reminded of you in everything I see
I'm always pining for you, though I know you don't pine for me

In the land of the rising sun, I dream of the midnight run
In the land of the morning calm, I lie awake until tomorrow's dawn

On the other side of night and day
I could be no farther away
The moon I see is not our moon, This sun is not the one we know

7. Wet Leather

Life is just pain and piss; it's nothing that I will miss
Life is just pain and piss; it's just... temporary
Life is the madness of a drunken city night
With wet leather on your back and rain dripping off your spikes

PAIN! Life is just pain and piss. PISS! It's nothing that I will miss.
PAIN! Life is just pain and piss and everything is a scam

Life is your hopes and dreams, your expectations
When your health is a full-time job, and there's no vacation
Life is the comfort of a good friend's advice
Who says it's all your fault and your standards are too high

PAIN! Life is just pain and piss. PISS! It's nothing that I will miss.
I'm always doing something to hurt myself just trying to feel alive

Life is the impact of a falling brick wall of rain
Coming down on your long walk home when your thoughts are sobering
Life is your consciousness as you tame your wild beasts
When exhaustion is the currency that you must pay for sleep

Life is just pain and piss; it's nothing that I will miss
Life is just pain and piss; it's just... temporary
Life is the madness of a drunken city night

8. Suicide Cargoload (Drag That Weight!)

Drag that fuckin' weight man,
Drag that weight and breathe
Pull that fuckin' anchor across the rocks, push that mountain into the sea

Drag that Weight! Over Foreign Landscapes! Drag that Weight!

Like a 10 ton stone statue, standing before miles of mountains
In a foreign land, where you don't speak the language there

I feel so heavy man... So I drag that weight!
And I drag that weight over foreign landscapes

Slow and heavy!

Drag that fuckin' weight man,
Drag that weight and breathe
Pull that fuckin' anchor across the rocks, push that mountain into the sea

9. Halves And Quarters

A little more today, a little less the next
Halves and quarters are keeping me going
A little less today, a little more the next
Halves and quarters are keeping me going

I'm weaning myself off the one thing that's keeping me alive
I'm weaning myself off the one thing that's helping me to survive
I'm splittin' the pills that aide me with my ills
I'm weaning myself off the one thing one day at a time

A little more today, a little less the next
Halves and quarters are keeping me going
A little less today, a little more the next

10. You Are Here With Me (In This Sequence Of Dreams)

I see you in my sleep
In this sequence of dreams, you are here with me
I see you in my dreams
In this sequence of dreams, you are here with me
In this sequence of dreams, you are with me here

It's unlikely to meet and share a dream, If I'm sleeping while you're awake
But when I think of you for strength, in dreams you reappear
And you are here with me, in this sequence of dreams you are with me here

I see you in my sleep
In this sequence of dreams, you are here with me
I see you in my dreams

11. Retrosleep In The Morning Calm

It's good that I sleep alone... so often
Because I toss and turn so much, I feel bad when I disturb my partner
It's okay that I toss and turn... all night, every night
Because I sleep alone so often, I feel bad when I've disturbed my partner
It's good that I'm alone, because I sleep so much so often
And I sleep so much because I am alone, so often, all the time

It's good that I sleep alone... so often
Because I toss and turn so much, I feel bad when I disturb my partner
It's okay that I toss and turn... all night, every night

12. Don't Open The Wounds / Skywide Armspread

You must grieve your loss, until the grief is gone
But once you've come this far, you can't look back anymore
But whatever you do, don't open the wounds
Whatever you do, don't open the wounds
You must undo the dream, as part of your deprogramming
It's what you force yourself to do when change has been forced upon you

It doesn't help to hurt yourself, late at night and most alone
And don't deprive yourself of light as you try to pass the day time
Yesterdays forecast was totally wrong
And I accept the happiness that didn't come

Hold your head up high and revel in the moment you feared would never come
To be standing skywide armspread on a mountain again

Hold your head up high, again, and revel in the feeling you feared would never return, to be
I'm on a mountain again!

You must grieve your loss, until the grief is gone
But once you've come this far, you can't look back anymore
But whatever you do, don't open the wounds

13. Natural Technologies

The vicious beating, the rapid flow of thinning blood
Pumping fluid that warms the darkness of my heart
The heavy breathing, the strangest desire
The drive of evolution is designed not to be denied

No day is complete without the enjoyment of flesh
For the daily ritual is essential to the rhythm of strength and vitality
Do not deny yourself the pleasures of life
Resistance of nature is a painful way to go
Even the savage beast needs love to thrive
Follow your instincts and let them run wild

We are beasts designed to feel
Rewarded with pleasure, and punished with oh so much pain
Universal, survival of the species is driven by natural technologies

The vicious beating, the rapid flow of thinning blood
Pumping fluid that warms the darkness of my heart
The heavy breathing, the strangest desire

14. Mirror Reflection & The Hammer Reinvention

[Part One: The Mirror Reflection]

I was right all along, and I was wrong to believe,
Foolish to doubt the self-respecting truths, I learned while suffering.

Nothing happens for any reason, there is no plan.
We are all just random beings, not destined for anything.

The world is nothing, disguised as something it is not.
Aspire to be something, appearing as you really are.

Dig deep to find your strength, trust that wisdom comes with age.
But when ways of old have been outgrown, don't hesitate to chop them down

Once you've been leveled out, reconnect with yourself again.
When new ideas have led you astray, return yourself to whom you once became.

The world is nothing, disguised as something it is not.
Aspire to be something, appearing as you really are.

Cut yourself down to the stem. Stand upon level ground again.
Tear yourself all the way down and rebuild yourself in solitude.

When left alone, the forests renew themselves.
When left alone, man improves himself, as well.

You always knew, one day you would destroy me.
And I always knew I would have to be the one to restore me.

[Part Two: The Hammer Reinvention]

Your need for self-reflection is a reflection of you and a sign of the times.
Your use of self-expression is a weapon in the age in which we live.

When you hold the hammer, you are the weapon,
Smash the mirror for seven years of self-sacrifice.
When you hold the mirror, you're in reflection,
Reflect the truth and not the curse of superstition.

I thought you were taking pictures of me,
But that was just the lights burning out!
It was no one's dream to follow me,
When everyone wants to be followed themselves.

Your self-expression is a reflection of the mind.
Use it to make peace with yourself,
Those around you and the age in which you live.

Make peace with the age in which you live.

Your need for self-reflection is a reflection of you and a sign of the times.
Your use of self-expression is a weapon in the age in which we live.

When you hold the hammer, you are the weapon,
Smash the mirror for seven years of self-sacrifice.
When you hold the mirror, you're in reflection,
Reflect the truth and not the curse of superstition.

I thought you were taking pictures of me,
But that was just the lights burning out!
It was no one's dream to follow me,
When everyone wants to be followed themselves.

Your self-expression is a weapon of the mind.
Use it to defend yourself, threaten others and enhance your life.

Threaten others and enhance your life.

Your need for self-reflection is a reflection of you and a sign of the times.
Your use of self-expression is a weapon in the age in which we live.

When you hold the hammer, you are the weapon,
Smash the mirror for seven years of self-sacrifice.
When you hold the mirror, you're in reflection,
Reflect the truth and not the curse of superstition.

I thought you were taking pictures of me,
But that was just the lights burning out!
It was no one's dream to follow me,
When everyone wants to be followed themselves.

15. Our Union (In Limbo)

Another year, another room, where you hang a few things on the walls.
It's just where you call home for now,
Until it's time to take them down and move on.

Great company, has no where else they need to be,
No place else they'd rather go, and no one waiting for them at home.

Another year, another room, you still don't care to own anything.
You know you won't find what you want, in a place where you don't belong.

I am wanted, wherever there is a need,
For those with no place to go, who need somewhere new to be.

Hope is the room, you make in your heart,
To find a new home for all your misguided love.
Look at the room I've made. I am nearly empty again,
But I want to give to you, and I like it when you take from me.

I still don't care to own anything. I still don't have anything to defend.
But less is more than ever before, in transition again...

Another year, another room, where you hang a few things on the walls.
It's just where you call home for now,
Until it's time to take them down and move on.

16. Move On!

The woman will always leave the man.

You may come together, in the lust of summer,
And she may stay with you, to see the autumn colours,
And love you through the winter, in your warm and cozy home,
But by the time that spring arrives... she'll be gone.

The woman will always leave the man.
Women move on, and men love forever.

Women move one. Men move on. Women move one. Men! Move on!
Men! Move on! Men! Move on! Men! Move on! Men! Move on!







WOODS OF YPRES LYRICS