Covenant: Ritual Noise (2006)

Ritual Noise

We make ritual noise.
We weave the fabric of dreams.
We build cities of sound.
We feel the rhythm of time.

We make ritual noise -
Wired to the world
Under our fingertips.

We take special care,
Listen to the words,
Spoken in confidence.

We make ritual noise,
Shouting to be heard,
Cooling our burning lips.

We break down the gates,
Open up our wounds,
Bleeding for innocence.

We make ritual noise.
We weave the fabric of dreams.
We build cities of sound.
We feel the rhythm of time.

We live dangerous lives.
We have the power of will.
We twist logic around
We feed the engines of change.


The Island

"Time will heal your wounds",
She said
As she took me by the arm.

"Soon there will be rain",
She said
As I followed her inside.

"This house will be an island",
She said
As she held me in her arms.

We lit a candle for the sailors,
As the water rose outside.