The Jeweller's Hands

Am                     Fiendish wonder in a carnivals wake Dull caresses once again irritate Tread softly stranger Move over toward the danger that you seek    You think excitement has receded Then the mirror distracts The logic of the trance quickly reaches and grasps Handsome and faceless And weightless your imagination runs     And now it’s no one’s fault but yours At the foot of the house of cards You thought you’d never get obsessed You thought the wolves would be impressed And you’re a sinking stone Cos you know what it’s like to hold the jeweller’s hands That procession of pioneers all drowned In the moonlight they’re more thrilling Those things that he knows As he leads you through the grinning buddled blowers in the snow Watching his exit is like falling off the ferry in the night Inevitable’s gather to push you around Any old voice makes such a punishing sound He became laughter’s assassin Shortly after he showed you what it was      And now it’s no one’s fault but yours At the foot of the house of cards You thought you’d never get obsessed You thought the wolves would be impressed And you’re a sinking stone Cos you know what it’s like to hold the jeweller’s hands That procession of pioneers all drowned If you’ve a lesson to teach me I’m listening ready to learn There’s no one here to police me I’m sinking in until you return If you’ve a lesson to teach me Don’t deviate don’t be afraid Without the last corner piece I can’t calibrate Let’s get it ingrained