After the Cradle Rocks 12/18/90

Wander aimless
Sleep til somewhere
Dream of death

Wake up before you land
Wake up before you land

The hand asleep
Pins and needles
Brain below the waves

Your lungs will fill with salt
Your lungs will fill with salt

Sliding southward
Slipping slickly
Racing to the cliff

Hang on for all you can
Hang on for all you can Splinter in my eye

Soft city streets (Glass)
Rain as dry as sand
Choking on the air Eye glass, help me see

Take a dive into the fault
Take a dive into the fault

Knife is plunged into my leg
Legs knife to dive into the sea
The salt is in my lungs Open up the eye

Take a dive into the fault Eye (glass) splinter help me see
Take a knife into the salt
Take a knife into the lung
Take a knife into my hand Real pain, real pain, real pain

Wake up before you land, Real pain, real pain, real pain
Your lungs will fill with salt,
Hang on for all you can,
Take a dive into the fault

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Spindle fingers trickle bent
Caress a cheek so hot with fear
Sickle-cell standing still

A sickly soul survivor
A sickly soul survivor

Lesions lanced, warts removed
Cold sore spreading down
Someone standing at my sill

Stranger saying something
Stranger saying something

Stranger smiling breathing loud
Rain drips from his chin Everything will be fine.
Grinning spinning dimming eyes

Staring through my door
Staring through my door Everything will be fine.

Nostril flared, breath streaming
Teeth bared, straight so strong Please...
Gripping stripping dripping teeth

Getting set to sing
Getting set to sing

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I did not so much hear this song
As much as saw its tune Yes,
Tuneful skipping tripping song

Lulla bye bye bye
Lulla bye bye bye Yes,

It spun right out his mouth
And twirled above his head
Trilling sunny killing song Yes,

Daddy buy a billy goat
Daddy buy a billy goat My time has come.

Grinning spinning dimming
Gripping stripping dripping
Tuneful skipping tripping
Trilling sunny killing!

After the cradle rocks, there is no other.