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2latenow|bloomedin2
06:00
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It's too late now
We fell together somewhere
Upon torrid astral plains
Tumbled upside down the mountain
Guarded lionesses’ manes
But the angles set upon us
Mixed blessings in reverse
Each tessellating heartache
Assaulted wound, a richer verse
Mixed mass-age mourned and wormed and burned
Yr lesson learned, an urn unturned
The ashes all a checkering of tile
I guess I held on for a while
I guess we held on for a while
I was leau, beheld behold
She was burning river sky
And my vices were devices
To finger figures how and why
Poured a molten melon on them
With cotton on the dial
My blackest death mask fashion
My own self-defeat a style
Mixed mass-age mourned and wormed and burned
Yr lesson learned, an urn unturned
The ashes all a checkering of tile
I guess I held on for a while
I guess we held on for a while
Oh, but your pity pretty heart
Was pollen from the start
And it blew you in two
We were blue, bloomed, in tune
They latched on
I broke in two
Into two
Too in tune
Entombed two
Tuned into
Bloomed in two
Mixed mass-age mourned and wormed and burned
Yr lesson learned, an urn unturned
The ashes all a checkering of tile
I guess I held on for a while
I guess we held on for a while
I guess we hold on for a while
I guess I’ll hold on for a while
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Though began as a dreamscape
Tumbled out the in-gate
Told embodied love as disgrace
Felt their pressures push on my face
I was a dolly molly operator
In lust with pain, no instigator
Made love to birds, ate alligator
Caught pigeons first, whooping cranes later
Healer
Non-believer
Truth concealer
Unconcealed
Healer
Organ eater
Tortured feeler
Revealed
Cinnamon papyrus seed
Underwater’s prophet seized
Called firebreather, daughter thief
A worsened crime no one believed
Blushed baby’s breath, a cough a cry
A magic one-armed needle eye
Told psalms and songs and alibis
Immortal mortal lullaby
Healer
Non-believer
Truth concealer
Unconcealed
Healer
Organ eater
Tortured feeler
Revealed
Now I awoke in lotusland
No promise here, just plots of sand
In shopping malls, in garbage cans
No woman boy child girl or man
Healer
Come feed here
We want your feelers
Believe her
Believe her
Believer
Believe her
Revealed
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On Pharmacy
03:16
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Severing my selves in halfway cells
My sexless self strung up to sell
A glowing ring, a ringing bell
My sexless self strung up to sell
Bought crafted soaps and washed her clean
In Scarborough, on Pharmacy
Our naked selves undone, redeemed
In Scarborough, on Pharmacy
Did spirits dance where sad souls fought
Please decorate my heaven’s thoughts
Learned candy nurse, no lesson taught
Please decorate my heaven’s thoughts
Were candles lit? Did low winds blow
We shook and shivered, unlocked snow
Whose face was yours? All eight eyes glowed
We quaked and quivered, unlocked snow
I beat my chest, I hung the priest
One night of power, a month’s relief
A mall cop soldier, a called police
One night of power, a month’s relief
I testify I saw you change
Were several souls your body made
A carved confession passion play
Were several souls your body made
I lost my mind, I want it back
Visions return in fierce attacks
Four fevers flush, cheeks blushing black
Visions return in fierce attacks
One night of power, a month’s relief
In Scarborough, on Pharmacy
Our naked selves undone, redeemed
In Scarborough, on Pharmacy
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9 Black Crosses
04:00
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There was violence in the palms
On slapping shores, ointments, and balms
Wet waterboys in mountain town
Where he danced his old love gone
A vision of our haunted jazz
Separate the mom, apart the dad
A clawfoot tub, pagan moonblood
Immerse the legs, the face, the back
A sea warp sting stung in his throat
Started the shower, blew ghostly smoke
A winter’s mist, its frozen kiss
His frostbit lip, his evening robe
A sad child’s game, a family’s stones
Some former friends, some known unknowns
Screamed I’m police and baptist too
Done tipped them nice, done ate alone
So where’d he go, what was his name
Born sobbing fear, lived, longed for pain
We kissed his cheek, skipped stones up creek
We laughed and danced on beds he made
But find him in that mountain town
Where thought a prince, he burned his crown
No old love lost, just turned and tossed
With nine black crosses upside down, upside down
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They Were the Lights
03:33
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Hey are you a believer
In what you believe
Are you a passive receiver
Of what you receive
I’ve been burdened by madness
I can’t trust what I see
Because if you saw what I saw
You wouldn’t trust anything
Talismanic
Diamond panic
Wondered wordless
Thaumaturgic
Skipped the front step
Found the back door
Bent on hands and knees
For whose Lord
I am no angel
But they’ve used my shell
To laugh and to wander
To guide me through hell
I am a passage
I have no rights
I am the lamppost
They were the lights
Hey sorry if I’m obsessive
Or if I seem obsessed
With spiritual ephemera
It’s just that I’ve been possessed
I've had spirits move through me
I’ve seen my face rearrange
I’ve been every great prophet
I’ve been without place or name
Haunted, ghostly
Ghastly mostly
Metaphysic
Mystic visions
Zen romantic
Soul enchanted
Sainthood slowdance
Above/beyond chance
I am no angel
But they’ve used my shell
To laugh and to wander
To guide me through hell
I am a passage
I have no rights
I am the lamppost
They were the lights
Hallelujah
Leave me be
Pray to Michael
Please not to me
Hallelujah
My soul’s not for rent
Heaven-burdened
Heaven-spent
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Halleluiah
Halleluiah
Leave me be leave me be
Leave me be
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Well I knew that our world started shaking
When young lovers held close at the Masonic Hall
Helped deliver the chairs to the patrons
Drank some Black Swan but felt the fear in the walls
Was too wary to walk in the basement
Scared of witches and spirits and ghosts
Couldn’t sleep through the night without waking
Started walking outside with no clothes
And yelling at the people I loved the most
Well the hospital staff in this small town
Were too baffled to handle my case
They believed all the sins I was shouting and spouting
All the madness that came out the hole in my face
Didn’t take any of my prescriptions
Thought they took from my temple, my zen
Took to powder, to weed, and libations
Was a wonder I wasn’t in jail or left dead
Just haunted alone in my home in an empty bed
Well I kissed a few people I shouldn’t have
Spent some money that I shouldn’t have blown
Held a worker with the same name as my father’s old lover
In a parlour of love where I felt most at home
Had the cops called me in a few cases
Spent some months in psychiatric wards
Heard the doctors say words they ain’t spoken
Felt holy and close to the Lord
While my family and friends and my love I all but ignored
Well, it’s hard to say you ain’t seen angels
When your soul’s felt them blow in the breeze
It’s not hard to believe you’re not crazy
When you love everything that you think you believe
But I’d trade every seen apparition
The journey, the lost months, the time
I’d trade every cruel myth I interpret
To have you back into my life
And not just lost in my heart and stuck on my mind
But it’s too late now
But it’s too late now
It’s too late now
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