Saturday, April 11, 2009

This House is like a Ship

The track is an every day tale of a man that retreats to his house, loses touch with reality and becomes convinced his house is a ship, to the extent he won't even look out of the window to see that it is not the case. The text is vaguely like:
"Sometimes this house is like a ship, and this room seems like a ship's cabin, with the creaking of the timbers and the ebb and flow of light it seems as if I am on some kind of immense sea. I travel forever. I hardly ever look out of the window these days, I know the sea is's just waiting there, immense, impassive and primal. Windblown or becalmed, I travel forever".

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