Chiasmus

Chiasmus

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Cloud Nine Descending

Written By: Lyrics by Nicol Walsh, Music by Ville Hildén

Cloud Nine Descending

But all the love and life I’ve shared with you 
Don’t stop to care about my point of view
Cloud nine descending
No happy ending

And now you’re dumping me - from A to ex
Can’t even face me, just a bastard text
Cloud nine descending
No happy ending

It’s so one sided
Tell me what I did
Moonlight and ashes

Dreams turning tragic
You stole the magic
Ecstasy crashes

Just what did I do?
I only love you

Why did you diss me - what grade do I miss?
Did I talk too much, don’t I sloppy kiss?
Cloud nine descending
No happy ending

Our love flowed wild and free, magnetic mix
Lightning kinetic - can’t we try to fix
Cloud nine descending
And mend the ending?

It wasn’t broken
We could have spoken
Moonlight and ashes

Dreams turning tragic
You stole the magic
Deep scar tear splashes

I'd say good riddance
Except it isn't

Can you just kick us out of touch?
Words make it too hard to explain?
Loved you too much? - I thought you felt the same
Wish I could hate you. That isn’t my game
There’s way too much pain
The tears flow again
My broken heart

Why tell me why tell me why though
Oh why tell me why tell me why though

Just took one phone call
To make the skies fall
My life imploding

Dreams turning tragic
There’s no more magic
Moonlight exploding

Just what did I do?
I only love you

I’d say good riddance
..Except it isn’t

Solstice Street

Written By: Lyrics by Nicol Walsh, Music by Ville Hildén

Bells chime on Solstice Street
Striking the cusp, we meet
'twixt trick and treat but I sense danger

Ice blue eyes penetrate
We're at the threshold gate
But I don't wait around for strangers

Come hither looks beguile
Edgy bewitching smile
Each hint my wildest dreams exploring

Encompassed in his gaze
Lost in the crystal maze
Moon trails a blaze our heart rates soaring

Don't stand so close to me
Don't make those eyes at me
Don't let me see you without warning
When every step we take
Could be a big mistake
Where will we wake up in the morning

Deep footprints in the sand
New lifelines on my hand
Love's contraband but still comes calling

When every passing glance
Sets off an avalanche
Don't give carte blanche or I'll be falling

Don't stand so close to me
Don't even look at me
Don't let me see you without warning
When every step we take
Could be a big mistake
Where will we wake up in the morning

Weird lanterns flicker, iridescent
From grottoes deep in strangers wood
Sussurant voices call incessant
Four steps to freedom, I still could

Don't stand so close to me
Don't make those eyes at me
This has to be your final warning
When every step we take
Could be a big mistake
Where will we wake up in the morning

When every step we take
Could be a big mistake
Where will we wake up in the morning

Mind The Gap

Written By: Nicol Walsh


Up Charing Cross and around Leicester Square
Through Piccadilly and back
Into the subway to see who is there
Don't fall asleep on the track
Waltz of the homeless takes place when we choose
Often you'll find us at night
Under the stars when they've cleared all the bars
You can join for the price of a light

Nobody shout, just watch out - it's the underground
Don't think to ask how we've fallen through the gap
Dodging the soup run - such fun, we don't make a sound
Could look us up but we're missing from the map

Watch the commuters rush for the last train
There's one who's left it too late
Torn his umbrella and caught in the rain
Poor fella's broken his date
Down in the alleys time doesn't exist
Either you're there or you're not
Hear two church bells and the street music spells that
The waltz has become a gavotte

Nobody shout, just watch out - it's the underground
Don't think to ask how we've fallen through the gap
Dodging the soup run - such fun, we don't make a sound
Could look us up but we're missing from the map

Past Nelson's Column to check all the bins
Down the Embankment then West
Splash in the Thames as the music begins
Watch out for that cold on your chest
Waltz of the homeless may happen. Who knows
Could be tonight it will rain
A rustling of feet as we shuffle the beat
Then it's time to start waltzing again

Nobody shout, just watch out - it's the underground
Don't think to ask how we've fallen through the gap
Dodging the soup run - such fun, we don't make a sound
Could look us up, drop a quid in our cup, but you'll still find we're missing from the map