cosmonaut
(chorus)
Cosmonaut in the back seat aspiring to great thoughts
Like those won by walking
All I need is a rocket to get me high
Woke up to smell of dissention
All in a dream
Where they prayed to keep something good
Their sins were merely splinters stuck in their souls
I reached inside and plucked them out
Then watched them follow me down
To war
(chorus)
Grand churches big as the people
All richly lit with myths of a departing world
But most - the choir
Deepened and wise
And here am I dipped in blood
Russia's greatest love...
Machine
(chorus)
Fit for visions of futures
Thick smoke and trees
They all but set their hounds on me
I'm some king, saviour of all things
A spaceman gone too far
And soldiers now armed to proof
Murdered royals filling their suit
For me...
(chorus)
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Written by Rory Dyck
copyright © 2000 SOCAN
Pamela Brennan - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Piano Percussion
Rory Dyck - Vocals, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Bass
Michel Pariseau - Bass, vocals
Thomas Bona - Drums, vocals
Produced by Rory Dyck & Hennessey.
Recorded by Peter Prilesnik, Annelise Noronha, & Chris Shreenan-Dyck.
Mixed at Presence Sound and Studio 4 in Toronto ON, and Knot Studios in Val-des-Monts PQ.
Mixed by Harry Hess.
Mixed at Vespa Sound and Arnyard Studios, Toronto ON.
Copyright ©2001, Sensitive Poets. Photos & images copyrighted by owner.
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Last updated 5/31/01