Track Seven - Scott Walker

Stump of a drowner

The delta holder

Lowered up from his boulder

And riding pains steady blowout

All those arms in the gullys

Chewed through at the wrists

All that won’t flood awake —

— all that listens and lifts

Deserting your lead

While the figure is also carrying

Deserting your lead

While the figure is also carrying

Your hands are drained

Your skins are stained and heavy

Go to ground

You are sealed against the night

Spotted head blood head

Heat up the stars

Polish and silence away your parole

She’s a dugout;

her second sleeps

Dragging the roads

Her fixed strays shine from ditches

Wherever she goes

Deserting your lead

While the figure is also carrying

Pry open those jaws

Try and hear your own way out

Driven in deep;

You save yourself the burying

The darkness swarms;

Try and hear your own way out