1. |
I, Sisyphus
05:00
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I've been pushing this rock
For a million years
Through this desert black
And my tempest tears
With an ice wind and rain against me
And a far-away peak to tempt me
And I scream to the void
To the gods above
And I feel no anger
I feel no love
And I hear no voices back
As I roll my friend along the track
Just a cawing of a raven black
Evermore
I've been rolling this rock of pain
I've been rolling this rock of pain
Up this hill
And I see the bones of those before me
And I know the world will just ignore me
Or tell me to stop
But I won't
Until I reach the top.
My skin is getting thin
And my arms are broke
But my will is stronger
Than this cursed yoke
And I cry to the shades around
As I struggle on broken ground
And I hear no voices back
As I roll my friend along the track
Just a cawing of a raven black
Evermore
I've been rolling this rock of pain
I've been rolling this rock of pain
Up this hill
And I give my life to this rock
Everybody keeps saying stop
But I won't
But I can't
Until I reach the top.
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2. |
Life in the Mirror
04:42
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That's me in the mirror
Those broken bits of face
Without a smile
That's an empty room behind me
Where my parents used to live
When the candle used to dance
On its frightened cake
But I'd rather forget
Nothing is perfect
We are always missing bits
Broken bits
Smashed away
What I could have been if
What I would have been if
What I would be if
Who I would have married if
What would I have seen if
Where would I have gone if
What could I have done
Or achieved
If I'd believed or been believed
In the world in the mirror
In the pool of the morningtime
Of life
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3. |
The Exploratory Farmer
05:48
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I rake the mud with fingers frozen
Into fork, pull back to reveal
Bone
Bone
Bone under the soil
It is warm
There is life here
It says help!
Can anyone hear me?
Why am I so disconnected?
What is wrong with me?
I rake the mud with fingers frozen
Into fork, pull back to reveal
Bone
Bone
Bone under the soil
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4. |
Light Blue Evening
02:04
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I'll have a light blue evening
I'll spend it on my own
I'll watch the bright white moonrise
From my window at home
And when I sleep I'll dream of you
But I won't want to
It makes me sad
But when I sleep I'll dream of you
All the same
So when you ask what I'll be doing
You'll know what I will say
I'll have a light blue evening
And a dark blue day
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5. |
Nick Drake
04:08
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Shadows of amitriptyline
Drift on the waters grey
Behind the sun
It's dead today
Again
And the fog radiates a voice
Somewhere among things like trees
Or people, standing stones
That echo unthought thoughts
About being alone
Forever
Sometimes there is no hope
I float through fields
Of autumn corn
Heavy with the dust of dusk
And falling feathers
Heavy with the bells of dew
Sweet, like the first star
Like the last ring on the pool
As it collapses to return
Distorted, a gift
For our dreams
The rain tastes of angels
That comfort as they play
Behind a sun of silver
And a rose moon of zen
They're dead today
Again
They're dead today
Again
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The lens of reminiscence
How it makes things sweet
How the colours feel nicer
Than they were
Was the loneliness
Worse
Was the loneliness
Worse
When this small bed was mine
When this wallpaper was mine
When my mother was younger
Than me
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7. |
Child Sisyphus
01:20
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8. |
We Shall See
02:51
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Take my hand
Follow me
Along the paths
To obscurity
You might think that
You're lonely
Well we shall see
About that won't we?
See that grave
Over there
It is the family plot
Going spare
You might think
That you don't care
Well we shall see
About that won't we?
See that note book
Full of dreams
Perhaps it's more than
What it seems
Perhaps a life
Has died upon its reams
But we won't see
About that will we?
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10. |
I Care
01:44
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I care
But I don't care
That you don't care
Because I care care care care care even if you don't
I care even if you won't
And I don't care
What you think of me
And I don't care
If you ignore me
And I don't care
That you don't care
About the things I care about
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11. |
The Invisible Man
03:39
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No parts
No broken clockwork heart
No bits of hair to depart
That's me
That gap inside the crowd
A snowflake inside a cloud
I drift inside a fog all day
I close my eyes to find out that the world won't go away
There's no-one to believe me
There's nothing left to leave
My body is clear as air
There's no eye that can see me
I blinked and I was gone
I woke up to find myself
Invisible
Too bad
My happy life went sad
I've turned from obscure to mad
I call
But make no sound at all
The mirror just shows the wall
Is this what it feels like to die?
Appealing to a frozen sun inside a silent sky
There's no-one to believe me
There's nothing left to leave
My body is clear as air
There's no eye that can see me
I blinked and I was gone
I woke up to find myself
Invisible
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12. |
The Problem of Suicide
04:18
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I think of suicide, every day
It is the reflection, of death
That fills me with joy, as I roll
My rock in the heat
In the rain
To the best
Of my ability
For I am master of my domain
And an alternative of oblivion
Is infinitely worse than any toil
And knowing this
Sets me free
From humanity
And I find love, knowing that
All of my actions are indelibly
Branded on the universe
And that even my most casual exhalations
Make a difference
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Mark Sheeky Crewe, UK
Mark Sheeky is a surrealist artist from the North of England. His music began as synth, game influenced, music then experimental classical piano and art rock/art pop, and surrealist rock music.
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