Peter Walsh - Track Five lyrics

It's a starving reflection If he dies in the night Listening to the increase It cuts out your likeness In blood circulations Suspended beneath a release A low volume force feed Lower than pity Slips across under the heart And your hostage rewinding From every eclipse Rolls in the voltage Run-off rain on his lips We chew up the blackness To some high sleep Travel a faster silence One to go long again In the going – – gone again Full stare pa**ages Striking less face; Outside on the move A shattered heart pace Greases the fade; Sinking the blood back Breaking to where loaded icons wade Eyesides catch far awake In a cols sanctuary Pain sonics eternities All through themoves A first communication Tears loose undelivered And swims una**igned In your dimmed latitudes And the heat from the shore Melts down to recieve us; Floodlit foreheads Howled open and so nearly blessed As they soften round dog-joys Of unfinished strangers Rubbed out on a point Afterburning