Current 93 - The Policeman Is Dead
West Street–the shutters shut dark
The flowers flow and in the drift
And in the night the cuckoos call
To
Far away the RED BARN burns
Oh rose you are dead
And around you
The storm kicks her heels
And sucks
And I hear the steps in the night
And I catch the beats of my heart
And the lantern is blinding
And bright burn the wedges in our eyes
And
On Long Lane where we fall
Into the CauseWay
I heard the Stars split open
By the post–by the Moon
By the chapel–call the surgeon
The surgeon is dead
Call the PoliceMan
The PoliceMan is dead
And the Moon is drunk
And the NightNurse is sick
And the murderer's dead
The assembly is killing time
And the clock has to sugar
By the way–have you heard?
So may I recall you
Sly days sleep and fly
Little villages drop down
And sleep dull dreams full of milk
Till you open up the curtains
And observe and obey
She opens up her eyes
And she knows your name
We are marked and we are named
Beyond the BARN
Where the young girl stumbles and falls
Between her toes the flowers grow
And on her eyes the flowers die
And from her womb
And GunShot and knife
And choke her neck
And bury her in DeadTree
Or fall her to the floor
Always and utterly
In the mud her prints are ghost
And the candle burns in the floor
Oh badness– on!
Over in the Sun the EyeSparks trip
And by the SeaShore the children skip
Watch the IceCream watch the maiden
Watch the killer strong
And please read the First Book
And consider the fall
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