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I Could Not Go Home
Laura Cannell, Stewart Lee and Friends
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I walked and walked the lonely marshes
Under bloodshot skies and wounded mills
Until I was miles away from my home
With stone-sore feet I walked for centuries
Back into corsets, back into peddler's cloth
Till it grew dark and I no longer knew my own tongue
Then further back onto four legs and nakedness
When wolves plundered the graves of sleeping kings
As I sunk exhausted into the peaty blackness
Earth's modal hymn broke
Sobbing, I saw the eels cross the land
And watched them dig a burial mound
Parts dug out with sharpened flint
Now I care no more for love
For clay dolls do not cry
I let everything go with the softening of spring
Slitting the skin of a drum
Opening the ribs
Full bellows
Roaring beast
Entrails
Ash
I walked and walked the lonely marshes
Under bloodshot skies and wounded mills
Until I was miles away from my home
With stone-sore feet I walked for centuries
Back into corsets, back into peddler's cloth
Till it grew dark and I no longer knew my own tongue
Then further back onto four legs and nakedness
When wolves plundered the graves of sleeping kings
As I sunk exhausted into the peaty blackness
Earth's modal hymn broke
Sobbing, I saw the eels cross the land
And watched them dig a burial mound
Parts dug out with sharpened flint
Now I care no more for love
For clay dolls do not cry
I let everything go with the softening of spring
Slitting the skin of a drum
Opening the ribs
Full bellows
Roaring beast
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Entrails
Ash
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