Head down in the rain
My walkman sings
Caught it in a paraphrase
The beast still stings
Feels like
On the edge of
An age
Where the scent of you still remains
In the valley
In the fey light
In the words that the record sings
She left a necklace and never retrieved it
I left a message meandering gently amidst our secrets
The clasp was broken but you know me
I tend to keep the pieces
Shards in shoeboxes still sharp
Love and rockets the shower sparks
White lightning in a mine shaft
It was black as a cold heart
Blacker than before
A glassy eyed Gordon Parks
Cyclops in it’s maze afraid
I hear sticks sharpen in the dark
Surrounded by the bones of those I slain
But god knows my heart
In between the trees
My echo plays
Brushing on the strings
That connect and constrain
Feels like
On the edge of
An age
Where the scent of you still remains
In the solder
In the ashtray
In the old book we put away…
Other lyrics by Panchiko:
Chapel Of Salt
Lathe of the stars, where they dine On the bones of men they admired, co-conspired For all that they have planned Obsolescence, greatest lessons You can’t afford to …
Florida
Creases, creases on the page I carry The last words you managed to rally Before we went our ways Pieces, pieces scattered on the floor Where I destroyed your armour All …
Formula
With eyes all the same way Stood by my own grave I would know the ways I would know the taste Don’t even come here You don’t know it’s safe Search for …
Ginkgo
First I saw it halve in size And vanish out of view Don’t know how big it was Don’t think that I want to The heat it makes you lazy And out of phase …
Honeycomb
Honey, comb your hair As it catches the sun I don’t need your fuss or flesh Tempting as you know it is Tight are the reins That are soaking you through I …