Will Dockery
2009-09-22 02:20:17 UTC
Ladonia Looks So Cold
[Audio version available at: http://www.myspace.com/willdockery ]
Film into the lonely wilderness
aim your rod to the screen.
To a level in lighted mist
tenth norn of elseworld dream.
Nests of ghosts in a webbed beam,
born illuminated and clear.
Glowing light child of Kaos string
shake fate infinity mirror.
I've been plenty high and dry
learned to brush away the tears.
Working for the Power and Supply
In this storm without fear.
I was tied up on the phone
she was out on her own.
I've seen some good times
now I'm out on this dusty road.
But it isn't oh so kind, with no care
there's a signal in her dirty blonde hair
she's oh so bold.
Ladonia looks so cold.
Film into the eyeless abyss
aim your arrow to the screen.
To a level in lighted mist
tenth norn of afterimage dream.
Making only workman's wages
I never have the time.
When I'm out here in the night
working on this power line.
Working on this power line.
Words - Will Dockery
Music - Henry Conley
[Audio version available at: http://www.myspace.com/willdockery ]
Film into the lonely wilderness
aim your rod to the screen.
To a level in lighted mist
tenth norn of elseworld dream.
Nests of ghosts in a webbed beam,
born illuminated and clear.
Glowing light child of Kaos string
shake fate infinity mirror.
I've been plenty high and dry
learned to brush away the tears.
Working for the Power and Supply
In this storm without fear.
I was tied up on the phone
she was out on her own.
I've seen some good times
now I'm out on this dusty road.
But it isn't oh so kind, with no care
there's a signal in her dirty blonde hair
she's oh so bold.
Ladonia looks so cold.
Film into the eyeless abyss
aim your arrow to the screen.
To a level in lighted mist
tenth norn of afterimage dream.
Making only workman's wages
I never have the time.
When I'm out here in the night
working on this power line.
Working on this power line.
Words - Will Dockery
Music - Henry Conley