Lyrics

Circadia

GREAT CREATION

You see it dying and rebel, you see it dying and rebel, your Great Creation.

You have no comprehension, you pull the fear from me, your Great Creation.

No need for fear, the place I’m going; the place you’re going too.

I’m opened up, I’m taught a lesson; I’m primitive without you.

You feel it dying and rebel, you feel it dying and rebel, your Great Creation.

You’re all about the lesson, you pull nothing from me, your Great Creation.

No need for fear, the place we’re going; the place you’re going too.

We’re opened up, we’re taught a lesson; we’re primitive without you.

All the way…

All the way, all the way down, heaven on earth, all the way.

Finding a space, sinking in, closing my eyes, open and full, down to the base.

Sinking more, levelling out, switching off, feeling sad.

What a relief, nowhere to go, nowhere to be, look at you now.

Look at you now.

This is the dance you recognise, I speak to all of you.

(Draw close, come round, lean in, lie down).

We pull away and open out, we pull away and open out.

No need for fear, the place we’re going; the place you’re going too.

Open and full, we’re taught a lesson. ­We’re primitive without you.

HOLLOW BONES

I’m not drinking. Well, at least for today. It’s always better that way.

‘Til I crack, ‘til the spine of the world bends, and I let that kind of chaos in.

I don’t get the chaos I need; the kind that fills my bones with longing and pride.

So when the spine of the world bends, my hollow bones bend too.

My hollow bones bend too. ~

I don’t want to scare you away. I want to bring you closer.

So how come you’ve ended up on the other side of the world?

I listen to your secret need, prepare to receive your hidden messages.

Open up that place inside, find things in there I don’t really need.

And so I turn away, make excuses, play the game.

Maybe I’ll be done some day.

Maybe I’ll be done some day. Maybe you will too.

And you can come and fill my hollow bones with love.

GWENDOLEN

Whatever he asks you to do, make sure you’re doing it for yourself too.

Oh Gwendolen, I love the way the light shines through your hair.

Oh Gwendolen, I reckon I could take you in a dance-off.

You’ll never be me; I’ll never be you.

Who knows what’s going through your mind?

Oh Gwendolen, it’s time that you were leaving.

We’ll dance together…

PAPER BUTTERFLY

Paper butterfly, what your life comes down to.

Search for some words in the blue. None of them are good enough.

Love, by your side I’ll stand. With you ‘til the end.

Lift him up, lift him away.

SILENT ECHO

A tale to tell you, I’ll whisper in your ear, about a woman who put down her tools and wandered.

They tried to find her, she left behind her name. In the heat of night she left behind her baby.

Try as she might, she covered all her tracks, she loved from the heart and she laughed

She cried until there was nothing left inside.

She built herself a home. She stared her own death in the eye, then she became

A silent echo.

She tried to find you. She screamed aloud your name in the dead of night.

She said, “I am ready, I am ready. Bring her to me.”

But the walls got higher and the rain came pouring down.

She said, “I am ready, I am ready.” Then she turned around.

She couldn’t see a thing. The silence was roaring. But on she walked ‘til the moon looked like a stone.

She found her own way back, she took their hands, then they became

Silent echoes.