"Morphine"

Morphine couldn’t cure my dreams
Passion is too pure for me
They’re just erratic diversions
Incoherent but impulsive
Pilots will never search for me
Searching seeks profanity
There’s this crushing inertia
Over thrown and nailed to sequinned crosses

They never listen in
Only resist when there’s resistance
Pretend you’re listening
But remember where we’ve been

Mind over matter, a reckless lover
One careful owner, regardless of feeling
Regardless of our feelings

Mind over matter, a reckless lover
One careful owner, regardless of feeling
Regardless of our abstract feelings

I wasn’t listening
I couldn’t resist what i’d resisted
If you turned to listen in
Then please don’t forget

Mind over matter, a reckless lover
One careful owner, regardless of feeling
Regardless of our feelings

Mind over matter, a reckless lover
One careful owner, regardless of feeling
Regardless of our abstract feelings

True acts so tense of self defence
They’re just signs for secret martyrs
True acts so tense of self defence
They’re just signs, signs, signs for secret martyrs

David Laley July 2009