Up for Days - Marching Church

Daylight gains

Mangled wonder

New mis-shapes

Grimaced splendour

Over us, the hours are hanging like fate itself

Like throbbing bells

Memories are flashing like a stroboscopic light

It seems a dream, in punctuated streams

Hopped on a merry-go-round

Cause those don’t go nowhere

Skin glisten

Limbs tremble

No eye lid blinking

Reflections disassemble

The earth is a better place when it’s artificially lit

As luck would have it, curtains can be drawn

How’s that for a kick?

Outstanding

Splendid crash landing

And it all comes racing through my flesh tonight

Sex is running through the streets

Like the sewer, just like the sewer

And I’ve been up for days

Been up for days, been up for days

I can’t hardly see what’s in front of me

What’s right in front of me

And I’ve been up for days

Been up for days, been up for days

What is it you think I feel?

Cause I don’t feel

And I don’t think

I’ve placed a lug-nut in the wheel of my mind

To blockade, blockade the system

Rotation is out of order, but don’t call no engineer

It’s OK

It’s really so OK now

I’ll scourge my way to the end, if that’s the only way

Sex is running through the streets

Like the sewer, just like the sewer

And I’ve been up for days

Been up for days, been up for days

By the time you left, I came in hard

I came so hard

And I’ve been up for days

Been up for days, been up for days