Ascension
from A Private Encyclopaedia by The Jesus Cleaver
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ASCENSION
You were in my water
A needle through my skin
A towel and a telephone
But we were not alone
And things were nearer
When you were clearer
And moonlight faces
Remember swinging places
In this encyclopaedia of you
The silence shared
I watch you sleep
From above your bed
Your precious beauty left unbled
And things were clearer
When you were nearer
And the doors were open
The slowly broken
In this encyclopaedia of you
The words unspoken
The passion lost
For the things I fought
Left with you my only thought
The last things left quite pleasantly
Ending always more fatally
So promise things that never end
Leave me with presents I'll never send
You were in my water
A needle through my skin
A towel and a telephone
But we were not alone
And things were nearer
When you were clearer
And moonlight faces
Remember swinging places
In this encyclopaedia of you
The silence shared
I watch you sleep
From above your bed
Your precious beauty left unbled
And things were clearer
When you were nearer
And the doors were open
The slowly broken
In this encyclopaedia of you
The words unspoken
The passion lost
For the things I fought
Left with you my only thought
The last things left quite pleasantly
Ending always more fatally
So promise things that never end
Leave me with presents I'll never send
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A Private Encyclopaedia,
released 18 May 2010
Written and Produced by John P Shea.
Vocals: John P Shea
Bass Guitar: John P Shea
Electric Guitar: John P Shea
Keyboards and Percussion (Programming, Live Performance, Samples): John P Shea
Written and Produced by John P Shea.
Vocals: John P Shea
Bass Guitar: John P Shea
Electric Guitar: John P Shea
Keyboards and Percussion (Programming, Live Performance, Samples): John P Shea
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