Pretty

        All my days come down to this
        A thousand ways we might have been
        The empty memory of a kiss
        And broken years I'll never mend
        I find no comfort in a wish
        And take no solace from pretend.

        You put the knife into my hand
        I put these thoughts inside your head
        White dome of stars above the sand
        I still remember what you said,
        "It took that light a million years -
        Most of them are already dead."

        All my days come down to this
        A thousand things you might have been
        The faded memory of your kiss
        And broken years I'll never mend
        I don't have faith enough to wish
        I don't have heart left to pretend.
         

        Anchorheart

        (inspired by Ray Bradbury's "The Fog Horn")

        Tell the truth -
        Did you think I wouldn't sink?
        Pockets full -
        Did you think I wouldn't love?
        Drowning kiss
        Frigid  dark and anchor heart
        Tell the truth -
        Did you really think I'd swim?
        With these chains around my soul?

        There's no weight -
        Cold black peace that sun won't touch
        Yet you touch -
        Touch this icing velvet deep
        Cold down here
        And I want this silted night
        Tell the truth -
        Have you ever known this cold?
        Did you ever feel this whole?

        Call me back -
        Your voice you know I can't deny
        Haul me up -
        Sea change siren ghostly lie
        Pressure crush
        Silver scales and damning light
        Tell the truth -
        Should you look so damned surprised?
        When you always knew I'd rise?
         

        Attic

        This attic smells like dust and fallow -
        Here behind forgotten doors.
        Afternoons I watch the shadows -
        Creeping 'cross these dusty floors.

        I'm still here...

        You left me here; I'd lost my glamour -
        Discarded like an outgrown toy.
        Something broken, something soured -
        Something never more your joy.

        I'm still here...

        I have these trunks and chests about me -
        Everything you've loved and lost.
        I wait locked inside your memory -
        Keepsake of your passion's frost.

        I'm still here...

        This attic smells like dust and fallow -
        Here behind forgotten doors.
        Afternoons I watch the shadows -
        Creeping 'cross these dusty floors.

        I'm still here.
        I'm still here.
        I'm still here...
         

        Inside Show

        Kick (Fuck) me when I'm down to see if I can stand
        Kneel to pick me up, I'll bite your helping hand
        Sew salt inside my wounds to watch the way they seethe
        Hold me underwater to see if I can breathe
        Tear away the bandages before my flesh can heal
        Pierce and slice and lie to see if I can feel
        Taunt me through the bars to see if I can cry
        Cut away my wings to see if I can fly

        Rub it in
        Rub it into me now (X4)

        You wanna fuck the freak to see if it rubs off
        You wanna know the scars, the places where I'm soft
        Think you'll borrow oddity and wear it as your own
        Wonder if it's skin deep or goes straight to the bone
        Always been a winner you'd like to try to lose
        Are you really strong enough to stand inside my shoes?
        Pay the man a dollar and step inside my cage
        Buy a little bitterness, buy a taste of rage

        Rub it in,
        Rub it into me now (X4)

        Repeat Verse 1

        Rub it in,
        Rub it into me now...(X4+)
         

        The Spread

        This is how cold I've come to feel,
        This is the shadow that you never could reveal - and
        This is the hungry, empty hole I'll never seal,
        These are the secrets that no promise could conceal.

        When will I feel the sun against my skin?
        However will I know where the ice is getting thin?
        Where would I hide the proof of every sin?
        Why do I shiver as the daylight comes again?

        Almost an hour past the ending of the world
        From here I can watch as the sky begins to fall.
        Every future, every past, every second soiled
        This perfect white and frozen silence here around me coiled.

        This is how cold I've come to feel,
        First upon an altar where no one has ever kneeled.
         

        Twelve Nights After

        A wandering angel brought me flowers
        Roses red and poppies, too
        So we sat and talked for hours
        And he told me all the things he knew
        Taught me ancient words unspoken
        Showed me black forgotten signs
        Secrets shared and secrets stolen
        Ragged little bits of time
        Then one last thing he turned and whispered
        And his eyes sparked grey beneath the moon
        Did I know you'd been unfaithful?
        Did I know you'd been untrue?

        In winter, when the fields are white
        I sing this song for your delight
        In spring when woods are getting green
        I'll try and tell you what I mean

        Three nights after I was walking
        The angel's words still in my mind
        Past your garden I heard voices
        Softly-spoken passion rhymed
        Your words are as smooth as velvet
        And gentle as October sun
        But through the stones and mortar, laughter,
        And I know I'm not the only one
        Inside my coat I have a dagger
        Pretty blade my mother found
        The garden gate creaks quietly open
        And my little feet don't make a sound

        In winter, when the fields are white
        I sing this song for your delight
        In spring when woods are getting green
        I'll try and tell you what I mean

        In summer, when the days are longer
        Perhaps you'll understand this song
        In autumn, when the leaves are brown
        Take pen and ink and write it down

        At your graveside twelve nights after
        A blackbird in my mourning veil
        New moon high above the churchyard
        Far out at sea a tolling bell
        I lean low so you can hear me
        Speak patient so you understand
        I cut her up into a hundred pieces
        The largest smaller than my hand
        And now you're sleeping safe beneath me
        I strew new flowers on the ground
        And I know you'll never ever leave me
        The earth so sweet where I lie down.
         
         

        All songs copyright © 1996, 1997 by  Caitlín R. Kiernan
        Used by permission.
        Absolutely NO reproduction of these lyrics in any form, electronic or otherwise, is permitted.