Black House

by Idiophonic

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1.
Clockwork 03:43
I live in a postcard town Vignette of reality Ink myself in and be all I can pretend to be There once was a sailor who Ran aground when passing through People spun yarns of his adventures across the sea He asked me to tell him what to make of all this They'd take their life stories and compare them to his In a scrap-book of unusual glue But that's just what postcard towns do I once had a clockwork heart They said it would make me free All of the face and the case was a a fine filigree But as the long years had passed I felt an hourglass Cogs filled with sand and the two hands at seven and three Some local boys from the town watchery Said repairs had to take place immediately They told me I must fix it soon So I took my rocket-ship and sailed to the moon Through the town, the blue sky and black sea, 'Cause that's where my new heart would be
2.
Monster 03:00
There is a monster under your bed Who wakes when you're sleeping and gets in your head And most of the time you won't hear what he said There is a monster under your bed Close all the windows the sun is coming through If they ask who did it I'll say it was you Don't open my eyes because this can't be true Close all the windows the sun is coming through I can not hear for the sound of the clock It shows me the time and how little I've got Everything is and then everything's not If they believe it then it must be true Comfort in this is comfort in you Follow the leader and do what they do Comfort in this is comfort in you Don't listen too closely or it might get through Comfort in this is comfort in you Asking no questions is a hard thing to do Comfort in this is comfort in you
3.
twist that little arm from the side buckshot and blankets and moss get's your propeller in a knot and a witch tower falling like dominoes
4.
We all look so scared Left me for dead there In freezing clouded day We whisper the mist away Why today makes no difference They'll still forget And we won't notice Let us out We can't breathe And we've still got our eyes in space
5.
67 6 05:18
I won't be your whore any more I put all my trust in it Boxed in plastic And our babies used to be so ugly They used to do paperwork I put all my soul in it Locked up in plastic And our babies used to be so ugly They used to do paperwork
6.
Kokoro 06:01
As the leaves fall in the morning I catch you in the perfect pose Lying in the garden Even though it's imaginary I still burn a little inside those thoughts We could run around a dead end bend With the wind at our backs and clever intention with us I know it makes no sense when I'm not talking to myself But this is what I'm saying
7.
Black House 03:27
Round the back of the station house of the 4am express Your blood stained clothes glimmered in the moonlight I was cleaning my favourite hatchet and you started to undress These killing fields are just ballrooms of the dark These killing fields are just ballrooms of the heart You've got a winning smile and I've got a silver tongue But what use are faces and verses when the killing's done Hold my hand and we'll start a new life And bury the hatchet and gun These are the people that would only see us erased But we can take all the memories and look fondly back some day You've killed a hundred people, I've killed 62, But I wouldn't mind doing time if I got to spend it with you But I can no longer dwell in this angular hell So I'll roll my bones across the sea You've taken lives about a hundred times So won't you take a life with me

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released January 15, 2011

All tracks written, recorded and produced by Idiophonic.
Guitar on 'Forget Me Not' performed by Dan Kentley.
Artwork designed by Stuart Freestone and Idiophonic.

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Idiophonic makes synthpop, trip-hop and space rock.
He really likes coffee and loud, filthy noises.

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