Mortar Remembers You

Awake awake, ceiling lit by a cold star. Captive; my world is under the rubble
Avenue houses they gleam in the dark and rain. To function I had to build a room
To contain all the panic
I had to build a room. I had to build a room to contain all the panic
Tell me – is there anybody out there?

O, terraces, avenues – mortar remembers you
O, all thats inside of you – mortar remembers too

Clouds race over darkening avenues, crossing the fields. Curtain, close out
The shadows. And all the voices they ring through the wind and and say;
Its all essential – but what creeps in at the edges?
Its all essential – but what creeps in at the edges?
Its not the same; my world is under the rubble

O, terraces, avenues – mortar remembers you
O, all thats inside of you – mortar remembers too

MORTAR REMEMBERS YOU

Clouds race over rooftops, curtain out the shadows
I thought I saw someone crossing the field
I’m looking for that secret suburb, its starting to darken
Laughter – here on the rainy kerb –
I turn and its gone
(all thats inside of you)
I turn and its gone
(mortar remembers you)
– I turn and its gone!