Katie Jane Garside
Night Curse
Careening crazy and awaked
Night spark make her escape
Spinning sick on the whack of a wheel
Headlamp flashing close by
Banging eyes, fireflies
Drip in burst

'Gainst the keening lean
Of my night curse

Have I drunk my brain away?
Has he shouted my thinking out?
Well here I am still thinking
Just entirely devoid of anything
That I would consider of worth
Just a ghost on this earth

'Gainst the keening lean
Of my night curse

No, I don't know what to do
Do you know what to do?
I don't know what to do
You do, do you?
No, I don't know what to do
Do you know what to do?
I don't know what to do
You don't, do you?
There is a fist around a brittle stem
Shake a fine dust off my tongue
I hear the shriek of a molecule
As she gets sucked and lacerated through a filter of you
Headlamp flashing close by
Banging eyes, fireflies
Drip in burst

'Gainst the keening lean
Of my night curse

No, I don't know what to do
Do you know what to do?
I don't know what to do
You do, do you?
N,o I don't know what to do
Do you know what to do?
I don't know what to do
You don't, do you?
(You don’t, do you?)

Careening crazy and awaked
Night spark make her escape
Spinning sick on the whack of a wheel
Headlamp flashing close by
Banging eyes, fireflies
Drip in burst
'Gainst the keening lean
Of my night curse

No, I don't know what to do
Do you know what to do?
I don't know what to do
You do, do you?
No, I don't know what to do
Do you know what to do?
I don't know what to do
You don't, do you?
You don't, do you?
You don't, do you?
You don’t, do you?