Dancing Shoes from Lucid Lockpicking by Death and The Poetess
Tracklist
6. | Dancing Shoes | 3:30 |
Lyrics
DANCING SHOES:
Your dancing shoes
Grown too small
Pry them off your feet
Skeleton heavy, laces pressing
Untwine yourself, weep
The party’s long over
Your chalice run dry
Your face sticky & sweet
There’s nothing to fear here
You’re ready to rest here
Lay your skull on this bier
There’s nothing to fight here
You’re ready to die here
Lay your soul on this pyre
Battle-weary / armor spent
Lance / rusty & wrecked
Skeleton heavy / faces beat
The field / eerily bleak
Unburdened self / eyes run dry
Only ghosts to defeat
The party’s long over
Sword red and sheathed
Your face, sticky and sleek
There’s nothing to fear
Rest your spi-rit
Lay your skull on this bier
There’s nothing to fight
You’re ready to die
Lay your soul on this pyre
Grown too small
Pry them off your feet
Skeleton heavy, lie down in the straw
Time to go in peace
(Outro:)
Bed is too small for my tiredness
You’re my hilltop of trees
You’re my blanket of clouds
Wrap me up in your shroud
Rock me to sleep in a cradle of dreams
Send me a lullaby of leaves
Tuck a cloud up under my chin
Lord blow the moon out, please
Credits
Blake: composition, vocals, guitar, marimba
jojo: lyrics, vocals, soprano & concert ukuleles
The track art is the illustration "The German Tango" by Louis Raemaekers, 1916.