Gone Fishing

April 23, 1999

The concrete skies hang heavy

Over power lines, and railway bridges

And flyovers, and orange streetlights

And warehouse rooves, and factory units

But, don’t worry

About me, or my sister

We’re out late tonight

We’re out late tonight

 

We’re sitting in the dark

On the banks of the old canal

Watching the stars, reflect on the water

If you want to find us

We’re just waiting here

For something to happen

We’ll be late tonight

 

We’ll be late tonight

Just me and my sister

We’re out late tonight

 

I love my sister

And she loves me too

But, if you want to find us

Please don’t worry

We’ve gone fishing

We’ve gone fishing

We’ll be late tonight

 

We’ll be late tonight

We’ll be late tonight

Don’t wait up

 

How much longer

Will it take?

Just me and my sister

We’re just waiting

For the gates of Hell

To open up

 

How much longer

Will it take?

Just me and my sister

We’re here waiting

For the gates of Hell

To open up

 

Words by Mark from “Cactus Farming At The Ends Of The Earth” first published by Miracle Grow 2001.

 

Death's Head

April 6, 1999

I used to stand in your garden

And watch the clouds of summertime rain

In the distance over haybarns and cornfields

I wonder do you remember my name

 

Through the silence you could see out past the telegraph lines

As the lightning in sheets crossed the skies

I could see the wild flowers growing in the meadows

And the trees swaying in the breeze

 

The air in the evening was like rosewater

And we’d watch as the thunder clouds rolled

Never new it then but we were just starting

We would never see those days come again

 

Everybody needs an angel

And everybody’s got a devil by their side

Everybody needs an angel

I got this devil but he won’t take me this time

 

I carry a deathshead on my shoulders

And a devil inside

But my angel she walks right here beside me

I know that one day I’ll come back

I know that one day I’ll come back

 

I carry a death’s head on my shoulders

And a devil inside

But my angel she walks here beside me

I know that one day I’ll come back

One day I’ll come back

One day I’ll come back

 

Words by Mark from “Cactus Farming At The Ends Of The Earth” first published by Miracle Grow 2001.