Anchorage The Church
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Scales of an angel
Wings of a snake
Living here in the future
With the racket that you make
Memory of a scream
Heart of the flame
Talking in a lark's tongue
And more of the same
Green ice is on the melt
Just the way the dead have felt
Nothing like the way my name is spelt
But I belt it out anyway
Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me
Mouth of a river
The fingers of a flute
The trees get used for rifles
Growing lovely shoots
Around the captain's table
The silent diners slept
In the white of morning
The distance slowly crept
Wings of a snake
Living here in the future
With the racket that you make
Memory of a scream
Heart of the flame
Talking in a lark's tongue
And more of the same
Green ice is on the melt
Just the way the dead have felt
Nothing like the way my name is spelt
But I belt it out anyway
Darkness returning
My torch keeps on burning for you
In the life you keep on spurning
Everything is hurting me
Mouth of a river
The fingers of a flute
The trees get used for rifles
Growing lovely shoots
Around the captain's table
The silent diners slept
In the white of morning
The distance slowly crept
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