PM Stammers Songtext
von Ferocious

A name, and you′re already that
Before a face has time to form
Before you've tasted foam or, or bread
Or held there, tight inside your mind, hostage of a thing unsaid
But freed while drivers sleep by herds
And wilder ones who know the lake

I am here, where you are not
Day by day, answering the tide

Thirst is our reward for piercing hue with stuff of forms
Help us to subsist
Prepare us for worse
And kiss me on the mouth of our last kiss

To hold where once we held and send up waking words
Planted in me, to last more than one night
We nightly breathe Antarctica, and wake to find
Tomorrow swallowing us, and its ice shelf hollow


Out there, it′s bloke upon bloke
Bros provoke bros, sis's dissing sis's
Prisoners tearing out throats in chains, as if all mock is true
Ah, yeah
We both know the diff
To feel our way towards...

Responses camouflaged in invisible dancers
Let go
The biggest seller doesn′t have to be terror
Forgotten and forgetful age
Full of disconsolate and distressed cadences
Who envy others what they do not have
Your beggar is before these sheafs, these leaves, our veins

This rain, sheltering this temporary release from news
And waiting for letters from those who, they say, are our betters

Frozen as shape and sound, I round a quiet h- curve
Where there is no parade, only...
A youth who mimes at truth and finds it lies between the thighs
Hearts leap, hearts skip and hop, hearts stop
Oh, Lazarus giving instructions for the shoot in his funeral suit
As an anvil sends up a spark, the axle groans and proceeds to pit
And the drummer does not pause from wearing out the kit

We work, we sweat, we earn what we get
We fence the yard
And within a year, we were never here


I′m ready
That's before a face has time to form
Before you′ve tested foam or bread
Or hell
Then, tight inside your mind
Hostage of a thing unsaid