Dead Flag

Variations on a theme by Godspeed You Black Emperor*

The car’s on fire and there’s no driver at the wheel
You can’t bring a rabid dog to heel
The skyline ripples with fire
Twisted metal funeral pyre
A thin orange haze and a dark wind blows

Kiss me you’re beautiful
Are these truly the last days? 

Everything is toppling in on itself
Mothers pick through rubble in a postcard on a shelf
The sun’s fallen down and a dark wind blows

Kiss me you’re beautiful
Are these truly the last days? 

We
Fall
A
Little
Further
Down

A
Little
Further
Down

Lyrics from my next EP, Crapp’s Fourth, a cover/rework of the monumental Dead Flag Blues