(sounds like dirt xxix) satellite of love

satellite's gone
up to the skies
things like that drive me
out of my mind

i watched it for a little while
i like to watch things on tv

satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of

satellite's gone
way up to mars
soon it will be filled
with parking cars

i watch it for a little while
i love to watch things on tv

satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of

satellite's gone
up to the skies
things like that drive me
out of my mind

i watched it for a little while
i love to watch things on tv

satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of

satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of love
satellite of love

(sounds like dirt xxviii) set the controls for the heart of the sun, atmospheric afterglows

little by little the night turns around
counting the leaves which tremble at dawn
lotuses lean on each other in yearning
under the eaves the swallow is resting

set the controls for the heart of the sun

over the mountain watching the watcher
breaking the darkness, waking the grapevine
one inch of love is one inch of shadow
love is the shadow that ripens the wine

set the controls for the heart of the sun
the heart of the sun, the heart of the sun

witness the man who raves at the wall
making the shape of his questions to Heaven
whether the sun will fall in the evening
will he remember the lesson of giving?

set the controls for the heart of the sun
the heart of the sun, the heart of the sun

images by william ascroft, atmospheric afterglows
thanks to öl byrd for the images

(sounds like dirt xxvii) high on amphetamines

everything is exactly right
when i walk around here drunk every night
with an open container from squirrel is my spirit animal
in st. ides heaven
i've been out haunting the neighborhood
and everybody can see I'm no good
when i'm walking out between parked cars
with my head full of stars
high on amphetamines
the moon is a light bulb breaking
it'll go around with anyone
but it won't come down for anyone

you think you know what brings me down
that i want those things you could never allow
you see me smile and you think it's a frown turned upside-down
cos everyone is a fucking pro
and they all got answers from trouble they've known
and they all gotta say what you should and shouldn't do
though they don't have a clue
high on amphetamines
the moon is a light bulb breaking
it'll go around with anyone
but it won't come down for anyone
and i won't come down for anyone

photo by joe squirrel

(sounds like dirt xxvi) let me enfold you

long afloat on shipless oceans
i did all my best to smile
'til your singing eyes and fingers
drew me loving to your isle
and you sang
sail to me
sail to me
let me enfold you
here i am
here i am
waiting to hold you

did i dream you dreamed about me?
were you hare when i was fox?
now my foolish boat is leaning
broken lovelorn on your rocks,
for you sing, 'touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow
o my heart, o my heart shies from the sorrow'

i am puzzled as the newborn child
i am troubled at the tide
should i stand amid your breakers?
should i lie with death my bride?
hear me sing, 'swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you
here i am, here i am, waiting to hold you'

tim buckley, larry beckett, this mortal coil (cocteau twins), david lynch
image, j.m.w. turner as rothko looking at the sea