Facade
written by: Jak Locke
written by: Jak Locke
version 1:
from The Gone (July 25th 2000) (3:52)
Golden city once stood so solid filled with sunlight of a dual star
In a corner where joy knows no bounds given brilliance by a source not far
Man of daylight walks through platinum streets paved with visions of a place in passion
Crumbled stone in a disjointed reality wonders the source of hallucination
Experiences of fabrication in orgasmic throes of what did fall
From the candle which shown once brilliant, sick flourescence pales the skin of all
Stony city asleep in silence lit so dimly by a moon of slate
In a corner where joy has no business, asked salvation at a time too late
Man of midnight walks through desolate streets paved with knowledge of a world so dismal
Walks alone accompanied with memories of a place where life appeared to be full
In a corner where joy knows no bounds given brilliance by a source not far
Man of daylight walks through platinum streets paved with visions of a place in passion
Crumbled stone in a disjointed reality wonders the source of hallucination
Experiences of fabrication in orgasmic throes of what did fall
From the candle which shown once brilliant, sick flourescence pales the skin of all
Stony city asleep in silence lit so dimly by a moon of slate
In a corner where joy has no business, asked salvation at a time too late
Man of midnight walks through desolate streets paved with knowledge of a world so dismal
Walks alone accompanied with memories of a place where life appeared to be full
version 2:
from Seed (October 12th 2001) (4:24)
Golden city once stood so solid
Filled with sunlight of a dual star
In a corner where joy knows no bounds
Given brilliance by a source not far
Man of daylight walks through platinum streets
Paved with visions of a place in passion
Crumbled stone in a disjointed reality
Wonders the source of hallucination
Experiences of fabrication
In orgasmic throes of what did fall
From the candle which shone once brilliant
Sick fluorescence pales the skin of all
Stony city, asleep in silence
Lit so dimly by a moon of slate
In a corner where joy has no business
Asked salvation at a time too late
Man of midnight walks through desolate streets
Paved with knowledge of a world so dismal
Walks alone accompanied with memories
Of a place where life appeared to be full
Filled with sunlight of a dual star
In a corner where joy knows no bounds
Given brilliance by a source not far
Man of daylight walks through platinum streets
Paved with visions of a place in passion
Crumbled stone in a disjointed reality
Wonders the source of hallucination
Experiences of fabrication
In orgasmic throes of what did fall
From the candle which shone once brilliant
Sick fluorescence pales the skin of all
Stony city, asleep in silence
Lit so dimly by a moon of slate
In a corner where joy has no business
Asked salvation at a time too late
Man of midnight walks through desolate streets
Paved with knowledge of a world so dismal
Walks alone accompanied with memories
Of a place where life appeared to be full
earliest live performance: October 20th 2001