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released 27 March 2011

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Track Name: Maw
A Pyre's meant for burning
and that's just what she'll do
There was nothing we could

The Mead abets the Maw
and writes its sentence out
There was nothing I could

Fingers fault the loom
dancers to the blade
There was nothing they could do

A briquette diaphragm
Drawn taught against the breeze
The was nothing you could do
Track Name: The Beat that my Heart Skipped
From the waters edge I blow you a kiss.
Can't even recall your face,
I think I'll go for a swim.

Treasure on the ocean floor,
I found your skull, I found your warmth.
I've no idea how long has passed,
I don't remember the way back.

The beat that my heart skips tells me that you're still here
Track Name: Dreamlands
Where the two fault lines meet
Hung from a tree upside down
Blood rushing to my head
Trying to feed myself

Can I worship your body?
Live inside your skin?
With one hand tight round your heart
Sleeping inside your womb
Claw marks all over my back
Blood rushing to my head

A grave, grave of your own
Sing me a homecoming tale
When do you show your face? Is it in the trees looking down?
Roots wrap around our songs and plant seeds. I'll write this down in the morning
I did what you asked me. Now I'm not sure that you ever spoke to me at all,
Scenes of deep red, green fields and I'm home again
But I'm still confused.