Current 93 - The Inmost Light Itself lyrics

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And when I saw the little children sing

Their mouths were red and sad

Their lipsticksealed smiles

And in their minds they hold and hope some sign

Some hope

The gaudy sequinned dragging banner of the inmost light

Around my eyes the sewers spew and laugh

The fallen flower gazes at me reaped

The crippled cuckoo falls brokenwing

And turns around to me and brokenbeak grins

From its head

Thus so no fear thus so it has arrived

The inmost light

And if I turn my head for shame

And see my lovers' rivers burst and folding there

I'll cross my eyes and close my heart

And whisper to her womb

Greatbloodgreatsilencemymotherthemysteryofall

Nothingmaygrasptheenoonemaygraspthee

Letmeholdtheenowohcomeohcomeatlast

The inmost light

Oh God I trail my hands up to my eyes

Up to my eyes up to my eyes up to my eyes

And say if only then my light and if only if only if

I had not despised

The inmost light

And so I kneel at bluegate blackmouthdeath

And offer as my feeble explanation

I thought so much was left and so much

Time to praise and call the inmost light

And I suppose full half and more of these are dreams

Some broken code of morals rising after i had touched

Her very pith and marrow oh her inmost light

If I could scatter children

If I could scatter children

And while I gaze and count my coins

After your godgoldglow they're dead

The head is dead and lead

I see and feel the hiding glow blaze behind you

The inmost light

And if your lips are taut

Don't move your teeth to speak

The lines will start to fall

And pull the structure of your world

Then all apart

And thus you'll see you'll call the inmost night

It wispered to me and laughed and said you

Lied and shamed the inmost light

And if you recall I bent yewlike and roared

You did not see the cloudburst wind dead towards you

Of the inmost light

Our hands tumble towards the skies

The block visions of the inmost light

And if I pointless arch

And spit white nothings at the sky

Oh bigboys check it out too fucking late

The children move through town

And skip tornskirted and roll the hoop into the arms

Of the inmost light

Sheer char shrift and sharp

Christ is risen you may creep to the cross too late

But it's much too late to welcome the inmost light

Branch sallow willow yew and tree

Not so gay no more

So falling faster and faster we fall

Nearer cataclysm

Or salvation

Or nothing how terrible

I we are snuffed out with just the momentary mark of smoke

To array our passing

So we stand milky in moonlight

Is this all there is?

Is this all there is?

Is this all there is?

Our eyes so fixed

That the darkness surrounds us

Unnoticed

And we are drowned by the loss of light

Unnoticed

Is this all there is my friends?

Is this all there is?

Goodnight goodnight the inmost light

Westron wynde when wyll thow blow?

The smalle rayne downe can rayne can rayne

Cryst yf my love were in my armys

And I yn my bed a gayne

Will you wait for me there by the dead clock?

No more dying

One red bird

Will You meet me there?

Before I sputter out?

Dragonflies and mayflies

Hovering candles

As alabaster guardians for me

If you open that door

All hell floods out

But quietly drably

The colour of

The smell of

The texture of

Dust