David Antony Clark - Woad from Magic Sex & War





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Published on Nov 6, 2010

Woad from Magic Sex & War

My home's become a temple to the sciences of man
I've dub dub dub dot DAC to tell me who I am
And I could print my testament in several hundred fonts
Though I haven't started writing 'cause I don't know what you'd want

Well I guess I do know what I want, I'm just afraid to say
If I told you what I really want you'd have me put away

I want to paint myself in woad, I want to plunder Machu Picchu
To scale the Kangchenjunga, and dance around the peak
I want to soak in Tatopani, and in Aguas Calientes
To waste away my future on a beach in Mozambique
I want to wander through Palmyra, take the train to Meghalaya
The steamer down the Ganges, to the south of Bangladesh
I want to cross the bridge to Jordan, and climb the cliffs of Petra
To take you to the seer, in the souk in Marrakech

So we planned the insurrection, dispensing with the sleep
And microchip componentry lay scattered in a heap
And as we lay there pondering the ones we'd left behind
The sun struck like a laser through a parting in the blind

Then over the horizon we could see a mighty hoard
Of mad avenging viruses approach the mother board

I want to paint myself in woad, I want to ride through Hanga Roa
To stagger up Massada as the sun begins to rise
I want to show you Annapurna from the trail to Ghorepani
To take you down to Homs and see the wonder in your eyes
I want to climb the walls of Derry and see the caves of Creta
To cross into Andorra and the Mountains of the moon
I want to see the Mount of Olives, the Buddha tooth in Kandy
To peddle Johnny Walker, in the station at Rangoon

© 2007 David Antony Clark


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