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"The Diary" - "The Fizz"

 

"The Diary"

2010-2011

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Ants and the leaves

Honey and the bees

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The Fizz

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Mistress of the Moon

Burning Angel

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The Fizz (long version)

As we climb the spiral staircase
Up to number nine where all is white
The orange walls and paintings play
Games of light and sound to trick my mind
The king sits down in golden rays
And talks about our bodies tough as stone
And bodiless futures for
The miracles made of dreams, of blood and bones

The red sea drowns the soldiers – are lips are green
And behind my lips a new world prances in
Drags me to the doors for me to choose
Darkness or the mystery of the “Fizz”

You say we are alike
Lady of the motorbikes
Although you are the one with green eyebrows
Feeding me with spiders and delayed sounds
Delayed sounds, delayed sounds to guide us.

You wear a crown of gold
Fire. There our lies were told.
Just forget the people all around you
And become them all become
The sunlight. Here I stand as new.

Magic lights slither in hard as stone
Clear as our spectral bones

Say goodbye then “no” to Hell before me in the maze
As a ship glides through the bedroom with rainbows clockwork twisting
My brothers and motherly sister pull me back
To the house of anguish. Should I eat you or walk the plank

Out the window. I lost my silver
watch that once belonged to another master

Is this just a potion or a key to reality
The key weighed a ton and struck me down, nailed me to a tree
Is this just a potion or a key to reality
The key weighed a ton and struck me down, nailed me to a tree

Rainbows clockwork twisting, we are alive
Licking glistening peaches, brothers, sisters, wives
Rainbows clockwork twisting, yes it is time
To leave the soft white beaches, our crystal hive

 

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The Fizz (cut version)

 

As we climb the spiral staircase
Up to number nine where all is white
The orange walls and paintings play
Games of light and sound to trick my mind
The king sits down in golden rays
And talks about our bodies tough as stone
And bodiless futures for
The miracles made of dreams, of blood and bones

The red sea drowns the soldiers – are lips are green
And behind my lips a new world prances in
Drags me to the doors for me to choose
Darkness or the mystery of
Delayed sounds, delayed sounds to guide us.

Magic lights slither in hard as stone
Clear as our spectral bones

Out the window. I lost my silver
watch that once belonged to another master

Is this just a potion or a key to reality?
The key weighed a ton and struck me down, nailed me to a tree.

Rainbows clockwork twisting, we are alive
Licking glistening peaches, brothers, sisters, wives
Rainbows clockwork twisting, yes it is time
To leave the soft white beaches, our crystal hive

 

(© SACEM/Andrew James Martin)