Black House

by Idiophonic

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released 15 January 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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tags: electronic alt-folk alternative contemporary dark cabaret gothic industrial shoegaze steampunk trip-hop United Kingdom

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Track Name: Clockwork
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
Track Name: Monster
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
Track Name: 86th St. Arms
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
Track Name: Forget Me Not
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
Track Name: 67 6
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
Track Name: Kokoro
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
Track Name: Black House
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