LYRICS
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Words and music by Ben Allman
Push back the forces from faraway lands
I dance with the banshees and turn them to sand
Fireball paints my indigo sky
Washing your vertigo mind
Wept for the broken who fell at my side
Splinters of death over mercury tides
Teardrops explode as waves were once horses
Washing your vertigo mind
Take me, take me to the edge
Look down, look inside your head
There is nothing to fear
What remains is now clear
We’ll make it to fresh water
Freaks on the hillside with desolate eyes
White walkers shimmer with heads in the sky
A lifetime is taking the road of your choosing
Sunset and evening star shine
Take me, take me to the edge
Look down, look inside your head
There is nothing to fear
What remains is now clear
I’ll take you to fresh water
Cracks expose your chemical seizure
Calcium carbonate, pouring like wine
Pillars of strength, you think me unstable
Washing your vertigo mind
Take me, take me to the edge
Look down, look inside your head
There is nothing to fear
What remains is now clear
I’ll lead you to fresh water
BLIND EYE
Words and music by Ben Allman
Southern tides bring strange gifts
To the sea
Red flags by the shoreline
Warning me
Dark and lonely water
Wash me clean
Storm clouds harbour secrets
They can’t see
Hold back the overflow
Shame on me
The pressure point is rising
Wash me clean
Fever
Fills me up again
Steal me
With your poison pen
I’m choking
Let me breathe again
Blind eye
You turn the other way
To live another day
Marble foam surrounds us
Baptise me
Salt and tar guiding
Fever dream
Rockpools rust in silence
Wash me clean
Fever
Fills me up again
Steal me
With your poison pen
I’m choking
Let me breathe again
Blind eye
You turn the other way
To live another day
You turn the other way
To live another day
LANDSLIDE
Words and music by Ben Allman
Summertime, Monday morning
Drinking in the sun,
His day has just begun
Spirits flow
Mind and body slow
The night is always darkest before dawn
He stood his ground
Always shifting
Anchored to the sand
Bound for no man’s land
The rocks and stones talk of his downfall
The sirens sing that Landslide is his name
Everything you’ve built
Shaped on rocky ground
Tripping down the slope
Forcing your head down
Won’t you swallow your pride?
Are you out of your mind?
Lemon eyes scan the shoreline
High on coloured sands
Paper bag in hand
He drifts away
Cradles chalk and clay
The golden gown of Autumn overhangs
Everything you’ve built
Shaped on rocky ground
Tripping down the slope
Forcing your head down
Won’t you swallow your pride?
Are you out of your mind?
Take your time and find your way
Build again, don’t slide again
Winds of change
Kiss the coastal plain
Light returns in Spring
The gift of medicine
The siren’s song, fades into the dawn
It starts to thaw, his body warms again
Time and tide wait for no one
So steady as you go, look out for rocks below
The butterfly lives on borrowed time
You’d better learn to fly before you go