posted on November 27, 2008 at 7:20 pm

nobody knows anything
i travel round this n other worlds
a free spirit but you dont get it for nothing
past weeds n stones n little bunny rabbits
i roll over bridges
i fly over lakes
i walk thru walls
i am a presence waiting for you to close your eyes
i hover in the summer darkness
i am so very patient
now
i can wait
i go where i want
in shotgun shacks at the edge of town
get yer skulls n powders here
i am black madame apollyon
i am a thousand years old today
i eat men alive
i swallow cities n towns
i lift up my skirts n darkness comes down
jus’ count yer money carefully honey
you dont wanna cheat me
i know how you died
i know how you gonna be born
i am the snake mans daughter
i am a childe of the marshes
i am the morning that never comes
i am so pretty but you never see me
i am that bird on the line
i go up n i see everything
in the deepest lake i am an eel
in the highest sky i am a cloud
in the strongest tree i am a termite
in the hardest metal i am rust
and lower yer voice
you never knows who might be listening
and close yer eyes now
n fall asleep
let yer old mama croon you away
as the train clicketty-clack clicketty-clack
past the houses with their back gardens
past the factories n general stores
past the fields where the labourers groan
past the fallen down silos
and past the sandy trails
yeah your mama sings to you
and her fingers soothe away the past
and she cradles your sweet white skull
and she gently rocks with the train
and people move past on the screen
thats me you say
no thats me
no thats me
oh mama wont you sing some more
oh yes childe
surely i will sing some more
about a devil in the deep blue sea
and about
an angel in a pit
about that little boy
who one day
woke up with a black fury sucking him off
and about the monkeys in lemuria
who were vicious n mad
and about a beautiful lady turned men into pigs
oh that aint too hard says an old ladies voice
and everyone in the carriage starts to laugh
oh mama oh mama
yes my sleepy childe?
oh mama sing me those songs about the kings
about the gold
about the boys who never grow old
oh sing me to sleep because i am so tired
but i’m shaking
and i cant tell whats wrong with me…
oh childe let my love dwarf thee
oh childe come back into the dark earth
be a part not apart
oh childe listen to my voice
the wind is my friend
he carries my words
and i talk to the night
whatever that means
and the night has a thousand eyes
and the walls can all speak
and the carpet burns
and the dawn is mourning
hush you little rascals
dont wake now
atlantis has gone down
down to the depths
with a boiling white sound
someone interrupts
hey its madame apollyon….
shut your mouth!
i’m singing my little steven asleep
my poor tired boy
all sweaty n hot
from working all day
so hard in his mind
he tried so hard to run from mother earth
but now as his day draws nigh
he turns to me and he sigh
someone in the carriage says
hallelujah!
and they all join in my mamas song
mama sings :
ashes and dust aint so bad
cmon now n dont be sad
the passengers in the carriage :
aint so bad
don’ be sad
mama sings:
tomorrow wont care whether youre there
son dont let the blues hear you fuckin’ swear
passengers in the carriage :
yeah don’ swear don’ swear
mama sings :
one door close
another one open
but maybe it wasnt
the one you been hopin’
but thats alright
its goodnight
goodnight
goodnight
passengers in carriage :
aaaahhhh goooood niiiight!

12 Responses to “begin ‘is luck”

  1. avatar
    princey | 27 November 2008 at 10:27 pm #

    Mamamia that was gooood.
    Take it nice and slow sk, it’ll get better.
    love amanda
    P.S.sk, please tell me there’ll be a Church gig in Melby that isnt a support or in camping grounds next year, it’s killing me knowing you’re playing 3 shows here that many Church fans can’t get to:( oh the pain, the pain!

  2. avatar
    persephone2u | 27 November 2008 at 10:34 pm #

    An eerie blog to read right before bed, to be sure! The thought of death terrifies me, but mainly because I’m afraid of coming back and having to go through the whole process all over again and in heaven knows what environment. I didn’t like being a young ‘un even when I was one and felt wiser than the adults around me. I don’t wanna relinquish control, that would just be too scary.

    On the other hand, if there’s nothing afterwards (which I seriously doubt), I’ll feel like I’ve missed out on something. I want to see new planets discovered, new civilizations and all the rest and I would happily live for thousands of years if I could. This human condition thing sucks!

  3. avatar
    captain mission | 28 November 2008 at 12:19 am #

    its the journey not the destination, death is just the station where we change trains. – my guess

  4. avatar
    Hellbound Heart | 28 November 2008 at 12:35 am #

    brought to mind edgar allan poe for some reason…i guess that it’s not really so surprising that death has often been likened to a train ride….do you choose where you can get off?
    love always….

  5. avatar
    ml68 | 28 November 2008 at 3:12 am #

    angel in a pit…or angelina pitt…mmm…fucking losing it today….

  6. avatar
    verdelay | 28 November 2008 at 8:53 am #

    A nice little lullaby for luller-boy
    Who scales yer eyes and
    Pulls you under…

  7. avatar
    Brien Comerford | 28 November 2008 at 3:50 pm #

    Death is not the end-It’s just a transformation.

  8. avatar
    davem | 28 November 2008 at 4:55 pm #

    Tunes and runes, we laughed till noon
    Sweet release, eternal peace

    Love to all.
    Gutted to be all the way up here when I see the PK and Chrunch dates start to be set down there.
    Green-eyed. Only a mushroom balti can save me from a weekend of misery!
    x

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 28 November 2008 at 7:12 pm #

    Spoke a true poet – a man of a thousand words (at least!). Always a treat to read your blog. But my reason for coming here at this time is to applaud and pay tribute to the Steve Kilbey & Martin Kennedy Present project. Divine! Your music and words have always been a great inspiritaion, but this……! WOW!! Surely the muse must have decided to take you to new heights of insight and inspiration!!
    So far I`ve only heard it on My Space. When will it be released on a shiny disc??

    Innerspacepilot

  10. avatar
    princey | 28 November 2008 at 11:01 pm #

    Have a great time at the Earth Festival today sk. “hey mister geetar-bassman man, play a song for me….” 🙂

  11. avatar
    CAPTAIN BEYOND | 29 November 2008 at 3:41 am #

    Hey Amanda,
    me first with the song request, play “Limbo” just for me esskay…
    Jonny Hollywood

  12. avatar
    eek | 29 November 2008 at 8:37 am #

    Kind of scary and soothing all at the same time. That’s really doing in my head, you know.


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