Spider and I sit watching the sky
On a world without sound
We knit a web to catch one tiny fly
For our world without sound
We sleep in the mornings
We dream of a ship that sails away
A thousand miles away.

It will shine and it will shudder
As I guide it with my rudder
On its metalled ways
It will cut the night before it
As it leaves the day that saw it
On its metalled ways
Nobody passes us in the deep quiet of the dark sky
Nobody sees us alone out here among the stars
In these metal ways
In these metal days.

Through a fault of our designing
We are lost among the windings
Of these metal ways

Burger cruising just above the ground ground ground
And gunner puts a burnish on his steel
Anna with her feelers moving round round round
Is sharpening her needles on the wheel.

Burger Bender bargain blender shine shine shine
And gunner burn the leader on the fuse
Bundle up the numbers counting 3 - 6 - 9
Here's Anna building webs across our shoes
Celebrate the loss of one and all all all

Lyrics in parentheses are sung in parallel with main lyric

Dark alley (dark alley) black star
Four turkeys in a big black car
The road is shiny (bright shine) the wheels slide
Four turkeys going for a dangerous ride
The lacquer crackles (black tar) the engines roar
A ship was turning broadside to the shore
Splish splash I was raking in the cash

I am on an open sea
Just drifting as the hours go slowly by
Julie with her open blouse
Is gazing up into the empty sky.

Now it seems to be so strange here
Now it's so blue
The still sea is darker than before...

No wind disturbs our coloured sail
The radio is silent, so are we
Julie's head is on her arm
Her fingers brush the surface of the sea.

Now I wonder if we'll be seen here

Here he comes the boy who tried to vanish to the future or the past
is no longer here with his sad blue eyes
Here he comes he floated away and as he rose above reason
he rose above the clouds he was seven feet high
Here he comes the night is like a glove and he's floating like a dove
that catches the wind in the deep blue sky
Here he comes the boy who tried to vanish to another time

here we are
stuck by this river
you and I
underneath the sky that's ever falling down, down, down
ever falling down

through the day
as if on an ocean
waiting here
always failing to remember why we came, came, came
I wonder why we came

you talk to me
as if from a distance
and I reply
with impressions chosen from another time, time, time
from another time

Backwater
We're sailing at the edges of time
Backwater
We're drifting at the waterline
Oh we're floating in the coastal waters
You and me and the porter's daughters
Ooh what to do not a sausage to do
And the shorter of the porter's daughters
Dips her hand in the deadly waters
Ooh what to do in a tiny canoe

Black water
There were six of us but now we are five
We're all talking