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If forced to stand before the Lord of Song, this is probably the tune I'd choose to submit for consideration. Funnily enough, the whole thing came about because I was stuck for bathroom reading material and picked up a shampoo bottle. The ad copy on the bottle started with "from our origins in the salons." I quickly ran to the piano in our living room and banged this out in one quick sitting.

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Cormorant Arcade

From our origins in the saloons/we earned our ragged wounds/crept out of our minds and in through the TV tower/these intangible lands they haunt me still/spurn pilgrims standing tall/and the cream of our grace turns to chrome of a holy power////
When the razor burn meets the worm that’s turned/and these hand-me-down hearts cease to bleat to the formless gallows/I’ll kiss you one more time/in the Cormorant Arcade/and these choruses of corpses will be hallowed////
When the witless all have drowned/we’ll sink without a sound/and the burgeoning tides will cry for the Queen’s surrender/I slept with a ghost/we drank a toast/our faces drawn and pale/I shattered my soul in the arms of the Great Pretender////
And the trumpets twined with the bells behind/but I heard not a crystal note for the rolling thunder/in the bosom of the beast/I foundered for release/’til the strength of her drunken wiles pulled me under////
The softly was I hung/and spoke with cloven tongue/the words of the spell writ well on the tree of our learning/the serpent sighed/and grinning wide/the blood flowed forth like flame/and the dovetails of the ages all were burning!////
And with the pinioned past held to the mast/let our sails to the grinding wind remain unbroken/a vision of the truth/I witnessed in my youth/but the meaning passed before the word was spoken////

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from Her Majesty's Secret Circus Vol. 2, released May 21, 2022

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