The Songs We Sing

Lazarus was a smart kid. Who’s Halo had begun to Flicker. He lived in The Blind House, surrounded by those with only focus on themselves. Every moment there grew Stranger By The Minute. He had met a girl who all had thought was Shallow & always along with her, Bonnie The Cat did follow. They called her the Black Dahlia, who had the Blackest Eyes. She gave him Piano Lessons which Anesthetized his soul with The Sound Of Muzak. This was The Start Of Something Beautiful.

She looked deep into to his eyes and said with a snarl "Your Unpleasant Family... They have Great Expectations... You have to find Way Out Of Here."

She shook her head violently and hushed her voice, whispering "It is the Fear Of The Black Plant that drives me. This Is No Rehearsal, this is no game. Don't Hate Me. This is a time for Drawing The Line. Not blatantly crossing it without thought. We must be Arriving Somewhere, But Not Here."

They were startled by a Slave Called Shiver who asked to be dismissed to attend The Séance with her Circle Of Manias. She left hastily.

She took him by the hand & led him to pool. There, before jumping into the cooling water. She did Kneel & Disconnect, before leaping gracefully into the water.

There he followed her into the refreshing depths. She pulled him close and seductively whispered in his ear...

"Baby Dream in Cellophane, Anesthetize yourself from this world. Our Creator Has A Mastertape..."

She breathed heavily...

"Of everything that is happening in the now, and all that is yet to come. Time Flies..."

With that she kissed him passionately...

"Stop Swimming" she grabbed him by the hand & led him to her room. She had a poster of Tinto Brass on her wall...

They began to Sleep Together with such passion & an embrace he had never felt before. She was a Pure Narcotic. Degree Zero Of Liberty.

With an explosion she did Strip The Soul of him.

She opened her Gravity Eyelids and smiled coldly.

"Remember Me Lover" she said as she gently ran her finger along where the Mellotron Scratch he received as a child.

Shemovedon without thought.

She ambled from the bed and began to dress.

"Put your clothes on. You leave now"

He dressed in confusion, hurried by her gestures.

They walked outside. She pointed at her car.

"I Drive A Hearse."

He looked at her more oddly than before.

"It has an Octane Twisted boosters which can make it go to 100 in 0.3" She smiled proudly.

She took out a cigarette & pointed to the Open Car. There he sat & waited till she was done.

In she climbed.

She turned on the car

Paused before turning to him.

She kissed him one last time.

He could taste her Lips Of Ashes upon his. She became Even Less warming to him as their lips parted.

"Forget this ever happened." She said harshly peering deeply into his eyes.

Do not get Sentimental on me" She snapped. "The Incident just before? It was just a Stupid Dream. Occam's Razor, nothing should ever be multiplied beyond necessity. Once is enough."

She began to drive.

"One day I will die, as will you. I want My Ashes to be scattered over the ocean, high upon the cliffs. So I may fly forever around the world."

She pulled up outside the station.

"You can get out now."

He shuffled himself out of the car & she sped off immediately...

He went into the station and caught the Train home.

He sat in silence with his head bowed down.

Trying to contemplate all that had happened, and all that is yet to come.

He alighted at his stop and began the slow walk home. Not wanting to walk through those unwelcoming doors. He took the long way, to gather his thoughts, and gain the courage to walk into his home. He stared into The Yellow Windows Of The Evening, and wondered what it would be like to live in those homes, if it would be better or worse... Would he be sadder or happier?

He took a deep breath as he entered his home...

Barely able to stand his father wobbled over to him. His breath a stench of booze and egg.

"Oh my! Looky looky! What we have here den?" looking his son up and down "oOOoohh! The Prodigal son has returned." He said in a high pitched voice as he pranced around like a hippo whose lake had been filled with vodka. "Learn anything new boy?"

He shook his head and walked towards his room.

His father incoherent screaming in the background.

Behind him he locked the door.

His father began banging and ranting.

To escape it all he turned on his stereo.

Put on his headphones and lay on his bed.

Wriggling till he was comfortable.

He pressed play.

CD2... Track 01... Deadwing by Porcupine Tree began to play soothingly into his ear & with that, he drowned the whole world out.