Pretenders Of Power by Totem Of The Heart Lyrics

The castle was bold on blue beyond
Summoned from an ancient storybook
Its walls were pendent gestures,
Wrinkled and scored and yielding
(A spurn from its undulating cousin)

Such mutilated rifts and crevices,
Tenuous labyrinths that crawled like dirt trails,
Ambitiously curious to seize,
Recapture and salvage
The peak of decay

Carmine cotton balls, leaping aloft
At the feet of the old horizon

Gallant crests beyond brandish hands
These pretenders of power came,
Germinating from the silent creeps;
Though wafting, they drowsed
With perched and shadowed faces
Erupting from the waking ribbons,
That flushed overhead the copses
Of purple haze and gentle brume
Top-down,
Hot, sunny funerals
And fortnights
In collaborated burials,
Underground processions,
Burdens of erration

Adventure,
Seeds of desert doom
Grateful percussions
With people over voices

Rays cascade like waterfalls;
Seep and pour through crested mountaintops
Coated with dead-cold blankets

Awake
Awake into the rapt amazement of our clocked father,
For we are cradled in this nebulous,
In this nurtured gift of infancy

Stumble
Stumble through wet forests, forever by your side
Cradled by the mellow hand of time

Nodding
Nodding like soft, mad children
Under daft movements in such motionless places
Where stark innocence is a stagnant rendition
Perched and contented
In ways of strange amazement