Lyrics

All material copyright Daniel Haskin

Ayahuasca Sky

Lyric

Above a skyline of marigolds
The sun is shining if the weather holds
Blue birds singing in the Ayahuasca sky
But I can dream and I can lie
. . . Here

And if it pleased you
My arms will enfold you
We will last one more hour
One more day, one more shower
Will rain down and wash us clean
Deep and shiny like a magazine

And in my blank imagination
Wildflowers and hallucination
Will devolve and warm you again
I will want you but not contain, you
. . . Amen

And if it pleased you
My arms will enfold you
We will last one more hour
One more day, one more shower
Will rain down and wash us clean
Deep and shiny like a magazine

Mountainous light and green fields
Kaleidoscopic and high healed
Come closer and heal me
Because we belong here believe me
. . . Beneath the Ayahuasca sky

And if it pleased you
My arms will enfold you
We will last one more hour
One more day, one more shower
Will rain down and wash us clean
Deep and shiny like a magazine

Opening, Forever Closing

Lyric

Opening, forever closing
Doors to soon to be shut
I was once as you were
A tree cut before it’s prime

Growing ‘neath the shade
Of others bigger, taller then you
In enlightened light of day
We shown while others died in vain

Walking out in fields of glory
Where lovers lived, sang, and prayed
Wading out through wake and water
And river, wash away all the pain

In the heavens sunlight deafens
The hurt, everyone feels now and then
Come dry, dry your tears love
In the wind of a grave new day

I was once as you were
Walking burning bridges betrayed
Opening, forever closing
My book, my only true friend

In the heavens sunlight deafens
The hurt, everyone feels now and then
Come dry, dry your tears love
In the wind of a grave new day

Dear Miranda

Lyric

Dear Miranda my dear
When you open your mind
What will you find
When you pull back the shades
On your windup parade

Dear Miranda it’s clear
Wishing for dreams
that hide in your head
That soon will arise
from your feather bed

Change is a sleeping thing
And no one can tell what it brings
when you open the door
Nothing means more
Then to even the score
In your little head
Venetian red

Dear Miranda my dear
In your little dress
It’s you nonetheless
Your future is clear
There’s nothing so near

Dear Miranda my dear
Now close up your eyes
And dream of the skies
Now pull back the veil
On another wives’s tale

Change is a sleeping thing
And no one can tell what it brings
when you open the door
Nothing means more
Then to even the score
In your little head
Venetian red
Venetian red
Venetian red

Dear Miranda my dear
When you open your mind
What will you find
When you pull back the shades

I Think I’ll Disappear

Lyric

Sometimes I think I’ll disappear
Down beneath the starry sky
With nothing left to dream about . . . with nothing left to dream

You are like a dark desire
Dangerous in your innocence
I long to disappear inside . . . I long to disappear

Into your eyes it’s a strange sad universe
With lots of pretty pictures
In my blue gallery

And when I close the door
On my blue bedroom
I’ll slip inside . . . I’ll slip inside

Our lives are like a growing shadow
That falls across this dusty floor
I’ll hide this memory away
I swear I’ll hold it close

You are like my lovers ghost
Frozen as the stars at night
I think I’ll disappear inside
I think I’ll disappear

Into your eyes it’s a strange sad universe
With lots of pretty pictures
In my blue gallery

And when I close the door
On my blue bedroom
I’ll slip inside . . . I’ll slip inside

Sometimes I think I’ll disappear
Down beneath the starry sky
With nothing left to dream about . . . with nothing left to dream

You are like a dark desire
Dangerous in your innocence
I long to disappear inside . . . I long to disappear

Where is My Amen (Totality)

I sit and rain here twice a day
That someday I would lay and sink
Below the blue-eyed charges
That may do you in

But the night air cry is closing in
Can’t satisfy the thick or thin
Of what it takes to be adored
But will life begin
When will it end

Where am I going
Where is my patience
Where is my suffering
Where is my amen

Music now means nothing at all
It sits and dies in pain and stalls
And memories are all I have
Of ever loving it

The songs I played the chords you took
You crucified that minor hook
That brought me to my knees
And made me love it

So I kiss this bag of pain goodbye
If only to stop and wring and dry
These fears from off my hands
and never love again
But will life begin
When will it end

Where am I going
Where is my patience
Where is my suffering
Where is my amen

Amnesia

Lyric

Amnesia
Anesthesia’s quicker
Outside the door
My paramour
Sleep tight baby bright

In my mind
I follow you blind
Hand full of stars
Whatever’s far
And in-between

Hiding in your head
Amnesia for the dead
It’s what she said
Forgetfulness instead
Drives me here
Let no one shed a tear
It drives me here

In my dreams
A love obscene
The music plays
You walk away
Kicking holes in the night

My open wounds
Filled with tunes
Consumed by scars
And phantom cars
Teatime sublime
Never-mind

Though my head
Maybe dead flowers
I am at rest
The dispossessed
Your waking dream

Night is pure
Dark and azure
The tap of rain
Spilling out again
Will wash this all away

Summerland

Lyric

I

People come and people go
They disappear in indigo
Befriended by the twisting
of God’s undertow

Some of us are blue or grey
Some of us wither away
Cascading through the ether
where the fallen stray
…….Can you tell me how to get to Summerland
Can I find a truth within another man
Can I fold my wings beneath the sheltered sky
In this nowhere land the crows are always last to die

Give me back my happy ending
Nevermind the clouds decending
Reaching through my mind to stop
the love your sending

I hope that I don’t stay too long
It’s not a place where I belong
Living as the goddess of
The popular song

Can you tell me how to get to Summerland
Can I find a truth within another man
Can I fold my wings beneath the sheltered sky
In this nowhere land the crows are always last to die

II

It’s a dark ride, hypnotic slide, there’s nothing left to hide
Your bodies clean and sewn up tight, and not yet deified
So come up and pick your poison, let it wash you deep inside

You come here seeking penance for your pentatonic ways
Though everyone gets crazy it’s that same old fashioned way
You’ll never reach nirvana if you hide it all away

So go slip beneath the indigo whirling ‘neath your dark halo
Beneath your waxy mask you’ll glow and witness love flesh never knows
I know you tried to break the curse but you’ll never want to go solo

I want to close my eyes but I’m not sleeping
I want to close my eyes but I’m not sleeping
I want to close my eyes but I’m not sleeping
I want to close my eyes

III

Life’s a beautiful wet dream
I take the laughter from the screams
I’m just an egg that’s traveled a bit too far down stream

Can you tell me how to get to Summerland
Can I find a truth within another man
Can I fold my wings beneath the sheltered sky
In this nowhere land the crows are always last to die

Celestia Otterleigh

From Prada to Prague
Your love is analogue
Blood without the wire
Death without desire
You never give compassion
When you’re focused on the fashion
You never kiss good night
When you are hiding in the light

The world is a stage
Your flesh a vinyl cage
There’s darkness up your sleeve
Where your heartbeat used to be
You dodge a bullet nightly
But I know you’ll do it rightly
Sacred monster of my dreams
It’s never what is seems

All the widows in the wilderness
All the bitches and their bitterness
You’re a gadget without tenderness
Like the A.I. in your eye

I want to resurrect you
With my mind I will inject you
With stilettos on the main frame
Synthesizers are your head game
No need to start a panic
Just a little bit Satanic
You know who you want to be
Want to be …
Celestia Otterleigh

You Can See the Ocean From Here

Lyric

We’re all just a drop of rain
Pouring down a gutter drain
Another dirge on the pitter pat
Our love’s eternal and that is that

And you and I we’re not the same
Just aliens from a different plane
From darker points of the universe
Living our lives out in reverse

But you can see the ocean from here
You and me against the tide
No connection home, dear
The lifeboat’s on the other side
Of the world

And the angels and the aliens
The halo benders and Canadians
The nowhere boys and nowhere fools
Will carry-on as they always do

Our distance feels like a wilderness
Of tenderness and bitterness
We’ve been drowning since the day we met
I love you now but it ain’t dark yet

You can see the ocean from here
You and me against the tide
No connection home, dear
The lifeboat’s on the other side
Of the world

In My Dream

In my dream there is no music
For I am searching for it
Sitting in the papers
And the broken artifice
I can feel it coming
Shattering in my hands
And working it like sin
Between my legs and fingers
In my dream music is long and lost
Comes slowly when I am not thinking
And quickly when I have no time for it
But there it is knocking at the gate
Pulled like a painting
Betrayed by broken brushes
And oily laments
If only for a while
I could slip past and pull you in
And be your maker

White Noise Girl

Lyric

I

White noise girl
Running the roundabout way
I could catch your frequency
With your sparks unending
High pitched and dancing
But the wind takes you away

II

White noise girl
I hear you breathing, praying
Precious in the trees
Now I hear you calling
The universe is humming
A wireless sky

III

White Noise Girl
I can hear you shimmering
Your memories are glimmering
Painted like the night
That’s cast aside
Like so many stars
Up in the sky

IV

White noise girl
Running the roundabout way
I could touch your frequency
With your sparks unending
High pitched and dancing
But the wind takes you away

V

White Noise Girl
You’re a mystery to me
Violet and infinite
The way it used to be
Before you disappeared from me

Dark and sparkle brightly
In the black of the night
And the wind blows
Through the trees
That carries you
Like a bird
Away

English Rose (Tuesday’s Clothes)

She walks in silence
In her blue moon glory
Over and under she glows
She talks in violence
Telling me her story
But her days are numbered I know

She left her mother
and her sisters alone
To their shame
To the old world lies they were told
To an nonexistent other
Who would never behold
A child that he never would
Ever would hold

She’s an English Rose
She’s a Wednesday’s Child
In Tuesday’s clothes
When you find your love
Just make it last
Till Thursday

It’ll take an army
A constellation of saints
To cut her from her restraints
Bluebirds in the morning
Not as simple and free
Barely twenty with a child on her knee

Now she stares at the window
Without any care in the world
Her back to the thunder and me
Her family’s gone now
Washed away like the sea
Like a branch of an old memory

She’s an English Rose
Wednesday’s Child
In Tuesday’s clothes
When you find your love
Just make it last
Till Thursday