Bill Ryder-Jones
See Saw
See Saw
Open the door
Lift up the latch
Enter my mind
Inside you’ll find
Patchworks of passageways
Tales twined into a fray
Seamless twisted ballets
Spinning inside of my head

Magpie
Mischievous eye
Witnessing crows and their murder
Such sweet sorrow
Fever and jealousy
Witchcraft and heresy
Morning your majesty
How does your wife feel today?

Does she sing herself to sleep?
Dare she look before the leap?
Is she waiting for your secret or your sigh?

Sing, oh muse
Of the sunflower child
Moths fly to the flame
Like she leads towards the light
Sing, oh muse
Of the fairytale bride
To see the dawn rise
She must waltz with the night
Creatures lurk in the hours
Between the moon and the milkman
Black cats
Sit tight
Eyes on the creamery
Fain immortality
‘Til curiosity swings down and nips at your tail

When your memories wax and wain
And your time is tied by chains
She’ll waiting for your secret
Or your sign

Sing, oh muse
Of the sunflower child
Moths fly to the flame
Like she leads towards the light
Sing, oh muse
Of the fairytale bride
To see the dawn rise
She must waltz with the night
To see the dawn rise
She must waltz with the night