Eleanor Crosses

by MonMon

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.

      name your price

     

about

Recorded by MonMon
Mastered by Tom Woodhead at www.hippocraticmastering.com

Original version available on the EP Neither Work Nor Leisure

lyrics

Well it started with a smile and a serotonin itch
The promise of a ride on a Mitzubishi kiss
Imaginary ghosts and a devil to be laid.
Calls, Script and Spotlight.

This is how it starts and who knows where it ends
Any questions from the cohorts might be best kept to yourselves
There’ll be time enough I guess for a civilized debate

Oh - questions and answers, questions and answers...

There is nothing beats this rush,
And nothing comes close enough
Or could hold a candle to this last desperate push home.

Come on shine a light...

In the shadow of the flies there’s an elemental buzz
as we slide the bloody blade in another inch more
Slicing something for the space that we haven’t yet
Flood, deep, hard and brighter

Holding hands amongst the gods where the view is pretty lame the
entre-act bar cognoscenti do not smell of anything
There’s just the tonic on your breath and a prearranged taste
Of what there is to come

No more questions and answers, no more questions and answers

There is nothing beats this rush...
And nothing comes close enough
Or could hold a candle to this last desperate push home

Into pink snow and houses – brickworks and roses
Eleanor Crosses - twelve steps and counting -
stolen projections, that leave me with something,
more than a refrain, and less than a couplet
Well I left a blue plaque - under your window
where they’re waiting for buses – all alone at my station.
God knows this the last ride – laid, hook, line and sinker
When I fall for the third time and my hand slides on over and in

And all I hear is your breathing - all I hear is your breathing
all I hear is your breathing - all I hear is your breathing

Well it started with a smile and a serotonin itch...

Eleanor Crosses – Eleanor Crosses


Chorus b/v

It screams like an angel, it cuts to the core
It burns like a splinter of hate in my soul, breaks the
rings on my fingers, this bell at your throat
Gag-bit white horses that champ in the fog under
cracked dirty actors, their masks all unlaced
their fetches on fire in the first morning rays


It cuts like a razor and bleeds our pulse dry
It boils every heart-beat and stains us with salt
It smashes your heaven and falls to the stream
Flowing into the river to drown in the ocean

Rosemary, Pansies, Fennel, Columbines
Herb of Grace, Daisies, the Violets are long gone now...

Come on shine a light.
Come on share the lie

credits

released May 12, 2014
Music: Mills / Nolan / Quarry
Words: Mills

Drums: Michael Quarry
Guitar: David Nolan
Mandola: Andrew Mills
Vocals: Andrew Mills and Candy Quarry

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

MonMon UK

contact / help

Contact MonMon

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code