Fool's Golden Age

by Ghost of Monkshood

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released 31 October 2009
Produced by Chase Spivey & Chris McDaniel
Mastered by Ben Lindesmith
Cover art "Thom on the Town" by Chase Spivey

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tags: expérimental pop freak folk sci-fi Norman

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Track Name: Soft Bed
Empty nights move so slow
thinking in blue
in a soft bed, lightly soaked
sinking in puddles of you gone.
Track Name: Ghost of John
Have you seen the Ghost of John?
Long white bones with the rest all gone...
Wouldn't it be chilly with no skin on?
Track Name: Inner Walls
Soft hands with scar tissue
holding on to loved ones
what will they do now?

Losing balance she falls
bleeding from inner walls
who will help her now?

Watching people walking
never do the talking
is she even there?
Track Name: Waiting
I heard secrets whispered by the thunder. Sat down like a child to wonder. Slipping through grey concrete, surfacing some place neat, going where I'm unsure.

Waking up to darkness in the morning. Reddening skies the sailors take warning. Following trails of blue, following something new, going where I'm unsure.

Continue to walk astray, now and then my thoughts delay. It's just a game we play.

Take your time, take your time, I am waiting here in line. I am waiting and I will wait until...

Breaking dawn, daylight, I will wait through the night. I am waiting and I will continue.

Cause I don't wait for everyone, I just wait for you, and you won't wait for anyone, still I wait for you.

I had dreams of silver moons and starlight. You wore black and I was wearing all white, like falling raindrops do, we played the whole night through, waking up I was unsure.

Continue to walk astray, now and then my thoughts delay. It's just a game we play.
Track Name: This Too Will Pass Away
This is my heart beating
this is the air I'm breathing
and maybe not today
but this too will pass away

This is my mad desire
this is my brain on fire
these lips not fit to pray
and this too will pass away

This is the fear I carry
a poison dart lodged in me
this body made of clay
and this too will pass away