Whomever wants you alone
Whomever wants you atones
It's with this prayer I've sewn
Whomever wants you alone
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
A vast amount of the time slipped away
A vast amount of the time slipped away
I gave you all and always have (and always)
I gave you all as always asked (as always)
As pieces of gain fall from grasp
Whomever asks for more than that
I can't behold to
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
A vast amount of the time slipped away
A vast amount of the time slipped away
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
(Color of your love)
And the color of your love is gray
A vast amount of the time slipped away
The Smashing Pumpkins - Cyr Album Lyrics
The Smashing Pumpkins - Cyr Lyrics
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Confessions Of A Dopamine Addict
Love is easy, whichever way you start
Take a diamond, slice it through your heart
And watch what color bleeds
Tasked which sweetness, decimation stings
For inamorata and swan-like sway
For valentine and twinning flame
On whiff of pain and cross
Your cedar burns, aflame
I'm down for bewitching trains and cursed hour
Masts blacked as windswept, horizons ever sour
If it takes more to find you
Than setting out a faded sun
Can you feel the same?
Do the stars inked on my face state what's changed?
With a distance I can't make
From a distance I can't make
For tango-smith and cantor camoused
For anguished scrive and maelstrom mouse
On scent of pain and cross
Your cedar burns, aflame at loss
Can you feel the same?
Do the stars inked on my face state what's changed?
With a distance I can't make
From a distance I can't make
I'm down for bewitching trains and cursed hour
Masts blacked as windswept, horizons ever sour
If it takes more to find you
Than setting out a faded sun
Love is easy, whichever way you start
Take a diamond, slice it through your heart
Can you feel the same?
Do the stars inked on my face state what's changed?
With a distance I can't make
From a distance I can't make
Take a diamond, slice it through your heart
And watch what color bleeds
Tasked which sweetness, decimation stings
For inamorata and swan-like sway
For valentine and twinning flame
On whiff of pain and cross
Your cedar burns, aflame
I'm down for bewitching trains and cursed hour
Masts blacked as windswept, horizons ever sour
If it takes more to find you
Than setting out a faded sun
Can you feel the same?
Do the stars inked on my face state what's changed?
With a distance I can't make
From a distance I can't make
For tango-smith and cantor camoused
For anguished scrive and maelstrom mouse
On scent of pain and cross
Your cedar burns, aflame at loss
Can you feel the same?
Do the stars inked on my face state what's changed?
With a distance I can't make
From a distance I can't make
I'm down for bewitching trains and cursed hour
Masts blacked as windswept, horizons ever sour
If it takes more to find you
Than setting out a faded sun
Love is easy, whichever way you start
Take a diamond, slice it through your heart
Can you feel the same?
Do the stars inked on my face state what's changed?
With a distance I can't make
From a distance I can't make
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cyr
Fragments form the minds
Shadows hold the mist
Fractured as this wish
Shattered I resign
We're on the verge, we're on the verge
Of sacred dawning and sloe-sloe eyes
Say, I done told you (ah)
Say how I tried, too
Where you've wrought from creation's crown
Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are
We're on the verge
Tangents vex the whorl
The void arrives, then leaves
Returning, returning a kiss
For lovers built the dream
Say, I done told you
Say how I tried, too
Where you've wrought from creation's crown
Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are
We're on the verge
Did the times, wind
Did the crowd, kind
Aping youth, wise
Ever lost, ides
'Midst the chaff, as meek
And those weak, as sand
Turning glass upside down
For the hours should they pass
Say, I done told you
Say how I tried, too (ah)
Where you've wrought (where you've wrought, where you've wrought)
From creation's crown (ah ah)
We're on the verge
Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are (what you are, what you are)
We're on the verge
We're on the verge
We're on the verge
We're on the verge
Shadows hold the mist
Fractured as this wish
Shattered I resign
We're on the verge, we're on the verge
Of sacred dawning and sloe-sloe eyes
Say, I done told you (ah)
Say how I tried, too
Where you've wrought from creation's crown
Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are
We're on the verge
Tangents vex the whorl
The void arrives, then leaves
Returning, returning a kiss
For lovers built the dream
Say, I done told you
Say how I tried, too
Where you've wrought from creation's crown
Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are
We're on the verge
Did the times, wind
Did the crowd, kind
Aping youth, wise
Ever lost, ides
'Midst the chaff, as meek
And those weak, as sand
Turning glass upside down
For the hours should they pass
Say, I done told you
Say how I tried, too (ah)
Where you've wrought (where you've wrought, where you've wrought)
From creation's crown (ah ah)
We're on the verge
Say, dire warning
Stare down your masters
With the promise of one and what you are (what you are, what you are)
We're on the verge
We're on the verge
We're on the verge
We're on the verge
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dulcet In E
From a tree swings an apple
A pear or a candle
That once caught captive of your love
Is asked by dear time to sway
Is asked by dear time to sway
Never held, the memory unto
Our edifice as serves you
Is singly rhapsody and koan
Where a heart like mine belongs
Where a heart like mine belongs
No flower outlives its raindrop
No tower outlives its hilltop
I'm necromancer and your balm
Is it hearth of silent knowledge
From fount of easy bondage
I'm never more than you could want
Where a heart like mine belongs
Where a heart like mine belongs
Yes, where a heart like mine belongs
From a tree, swings an apple
A pear or a candle
That once caught is captive of your love
From our tree swings an apple
A pear or a candle
That once caught is captive of your love
No flower outlives its raindrop
No tower outlives its hilltop
I'm necromancer and your balm
Where a heart like mine belongs
Where a heart like mine belongs
Yes, where a heart like mine belongs
A pear or a candle
That once caught captive of your love
Is asked by dear time to sway
Is asked by dear time to sway
Never held, the memory unto
Our edifice as serves you
Is singly rhapsody and koan
Where a heart like mine belongs
Where a heart like mine belongs
No flower outlives its raindrop
No tower outlives its hilltop
I'm necromancer and your balm
Is it hearth of silent knowledge
From fount of easy bondage
I'm never more than you could want
Where a heart like mine belongs
Where a heart like mine belongs
Yes, where a heart like mine belongs
From a tree, swings an apple
A pear or a candle
That once caught is captive of your love
From our tree swings an apple
A pear or a candle
That once caught is captive of your love
No flower outlives its raindrop
No tower outlives its hilltop
I'm necromancer and your balm
Where a heart like mine belongs
Where a heart like mine belongs
Yes, where a heart like mine belongs
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wrath
If there's heaven
There's a place for us
There's a teenage dream
And my love's enough
But when I break into sapphires
I've cost you more than myself
I've no more strength than Ulysses
I've no more stay than the night bird's call
Cold, the mornings lie awake
Not so afraid, but droll
Cold, receding
Cold, prevailing
Cold, preceding
One dark road to go
If there's heaven
There's a wrath so just
Near the kiln that roars
Into love, like dusk
But when I break, I stay broken
I'd sooner avenge my daughter's breath
But I've no more strength than the watchman
And I've no more luck than circe's jest
Cold, the mornings lie awake
Not so afraid, but droll
Cold, receding
Cold, prevailing
Cold, preceding
One dark road to go
(To go, to go)
Go where you'd know (you know, you know)
Set where you'd fight
On one dark road
Go (go, go)
Go where you'd know (you know, you know)
Set where you'd fight
On one dark road
Cold, the mornings rouse awake
Not so afraid, but cold
It's read, the unknowns ebb away
If I asked, wait
Would you know?
Cold
There's a place for us
There's a teenage dream
And my love's enough
But when I break into sapphires
I've cost you more than myself
I've no more strength than Ulysses
I've no more stay than the night bird's call
Cold, the mornings lie awake
Not so afraid, but droll
Cold, receding
Cold, prevailing
Cold, preceding
One dark road to go
If there's heaven
There's a wrath so just
Near the kiln that roars
Into love, like dusk
But when I break, I stay broken
I'd sooner avenge my daughter's breath
But I've no more strength than the watchman
And I've no more luck than circe's jest
Cold, the mornings lie awake
Not so afraid, but droll
Cold, receding
Cold, prevailing
Cold, preceding
One dark road to go
(To go, to go)
Go where you'd know (you know, you know)
Set where you'd fight
On one dark road
Go (go, go)
Go where you'd know (you know, you know)
Set where you'd fight
On one dark road
Cold, the mornings rouse awake
Not so afraid, but cold
It's read, the unknowns ebb away
If I asked, wait
Would you know?
Cold
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Ramona
I should wander
Yet I shaln't gander far
Beyond her spells enchant
As red made roses
As red made crimson morns
Black makes my blood char
I know I'm ruthless
Ain't the kind to see
I know I'm ruthless sigh
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
Storms with thee
Ramona, ain't it just like our dreams?
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
You with me
Ramona, let's not say we're bound
I know I'm ruthless
Ain't the kind to free
I've been riding high
I've been riding stone alone
Right out of my mind
Ooh, the incantations of
The souls she's torched to dust
By hex that had no stage
Of all the evidence
Of all I've ever been
Was some innocence to where I belonged
By the elements I've been roaming too long
I know I'm ruthless
Ain't the kind to plead
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
Storms with thee
Ramona, ain't it just like our dreams?
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
You with me
Ramona, let's not say we're bound
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
Deliver thee
Ramona, ain't it like I dreamed?
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
You with me
Ramona, Ramona please
Yet I shaln't gander far
Beyond her spells enchant
As red made roses
As red made crimson morns
Black makes my blood char
I know I'm ruthless
Ain't the kind to see
I know I'm ruthless sigh
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
Storms with thee
Ramona, ain't it just like our dreams?
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
You with me
Ramona, let's not say we're bound
I know I'm ruthless
Ain't the kind to free
I've been riding high
I've been riding stone alone
Right out of my mind
Ooh, the incantations of
The souls she's torched to dust
By hex that had no stage
Of all the evidence
Of all I've ever been
Was some innocence to where I belonged
By the elements I've been roaming too long
I know I'm ruthless
Ain't the kind to plead
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
Storms with thee
Ramona, ain't it just like our dreams?
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
You with me
Ramona, let's not say we're bound
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
Deliver thee
Ramona, ain't it like I dreamed?
Ramona, Ramona, Ramona
You with me
Ramona, Ramona please
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Anno Satana
Oh, did you know I'm a wanted man?
Steeped in black, where the sun won't pass
I never needed anyone, no
I never needed anyone, no
Young hearts must flame
Hell must roil
And feeling this all ends all surrounds you
It's I who admits here lying in waves
Lord knows, I've been gunning fast, oh
I'm seven-six, low on fancy blood
I never needed anyone, no
I never needed anyone, no
Saturn curdle sleep
Death will change your heart
And feeling this all ends all surrounds you
It's I who admits here lying in waves
Strike Earth, cry name
Rend sulfur to sage
I'm feeling this all ends all that surrounds you
Here it comes, here comes the wanted man
So step back, where the words don't last
I never needed anyone, no
I never needed anyone, no, no, no
Young hearts will change
Hell will have its roil
And feeling this all ends all surrounds you
It's I who admits here lying in waves
Steeped in black, where the sun won't pass
I never needed anyone, no
I never needed anyone, no
Young hearts must flame
Hell must roil
And feeling this all ends all surrounds you
It's I who admits here lying in waves
Lord knows, I've been gunning fast, oh
I'm seven-six, low on fancy blood
I never needed anyone, no
I never needed anyone, no
Saturn curdle sleep
Death will change your heart
And feeling this all ends all surrounds you
It's I who admits here lying in waves
Strike Earth, cry name
Rend sulfur to sage
I'm feeling this all ends all that surrounds you
Here it comes, here comes the wanted man
So step back, where the words don't last
I never needed anyone, no
I never needed anyone, no, no, no
Young hearts will change
Hell will have its roil
And feeling this all ends all surrounds you
It's I who admits here lying in waves
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Birch Grove
I foreseen a time without me
So not unlike the trees
I've stood for so long
So long
Shading life inside the falling rain
All alone, in love with age and someone
Someone else
Sundays come and Sundays flee
Sundays wed, won't you stand with me?
Not someone
Not someone else
My seedlings grow and grow
And home is whatever ground they hold
Shading life inside the falling rain
All alone, in love with age and someone
Someone else
But I've grown stronger
As someone
As someone, as someone else
Shading life inside the falling rain
All alone, in love with age and someone
Someone else
Sundays come and Sundays flee
Sundays wed, won't you stand with me?
Not someone
Not someone else
As my seedlings grow, and grow
Towards someone
Towards someone else
The birch grove stands for us
So not unlike the trees
I've stood for so long
So long
Shading life inside the falling rain
All alone, in love with age and someone
Someone else
Sundays come and Sundays flee
Sundays wed, won't you stand with me?
Not someone
Not someone else
My seedlings grow and grow
And home is whatever ground they hold
Shading life inside the falling rain
All alone, in love with age and someone
Someone else
But I've grown stronger
As someone
As someone, as someone else
Shading life inside the falling rain
All alone, in love with age and someone
Someone else
Sundays come and Sundays flee
Sundays wed, won't you stand with me?
Not someone
Not someone else
As my seedlings grow, and grow
Towards someone
Towards someone else
The birch grove stands for us
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wyttch
Samhain, Samhain
Through this harvest, tread nigh
All Hallows' Eve
Samhain, Samhain
Under mask, I am stars
Love, lie with thee
All Hallows' Eve
Samhain, Samhain
Take my hand, vex moonlight
Midheaven wanes
All Hallows' Eve
Ooh
Black turns forever, turns to sleep
Black turns confessor, turns to reap
Hey
Come call, Autumnus
Start the wheels of Helios
Strike up the lantern
Singe forth, darkest peace
We'll follow under
Samhain, Samhain
Awaken spirits in thy breath
Love, lie with thee
Samhain, Samhain
Gifting apples that I'd spoilt
To Hallowmass
Love, lie with thee
Ooh
Black turns forever, turns to sleep
Black turns confessor, turns to reap
Hey
Hey
Come call, Autumnus
Start the wheels of Helios
Strike up the lantern
Black turns forever, turns to sleep
Black turns confessor, turns to reap
Black turns sinless, turns to seed
Black turns protectress, turns to reap
Hey
Hey
Hey
Come call, Autumnus
Through this harvest, tread nigh
All Hallows' Eve
Samhain, Samhain
Under mask, I am stars
Love, lie with thee
All Hallows' Eve
Samhain, Samhain
Take my hand, vex moonlight
Midheaven wanes
All Hallows' Eve
Ooh
Black turns forever, turns to sleep
Black turns confessor, turns to reap
Hey
Come call, Autumnus
Start the wheels of Helios
Strike up the lantern
Singe forth, darkest peace
We'll follow under
Samhain, Samhain
Awaken spirits in thy breath
Love, lie with thee
Samhain, Samhain
Gifting apples that I'd spoilt
To Hallowmass
Love, lie with thee
Ooh
Black turns forever, turns to sleep
Black turns confessor, turns to reap
Hey
Hey
Come call, Autumnus
Start the wheels of Helios
Strike up the lantern
Black turns forever, turns to sleep
Black turns confessor, turns to reap
Black turns sinless, turns to seed
Black turns protectress, turns to reap
Hey
Hey
Hey
Come call, Autumnus
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Starrcraft
This rock of ages
This rock of war
And the day you left forevermore
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
Stars, they're drilling stars
Our eyes afire for God
We do what we want 'til we want just one more life
We do what we want 'til we want to survive
Say you hate me
Say you'd mark my grave
Swear religion has no spectral race
Chase me under
Right back where I sang
To brace new vision and decay in chains
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
All hail the blackest nights
The blackest night I'd find
All hail the blackest night
Blinding me with sight
This rock of ages
Lamplighters all
And the day you crept through the fog of home
Stars, they're drilling stars
Our eyes, our eyes afire for God
We do what we want 'til we want just one more fight
We do what we want 'til we want to survive
Say you hate me
Say you'd mark my grave
Swear religion has no spectral race
Chase me under
Right back where I sang
To brace new vision and decay in chains
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
All hail the blackest nights
The blackest night I'd find
All hail the blackest night
Blinding me with sights
I'll rock your minds
I'll rock your mind
From Milky Way to Mersey Quay
To mystic climes
Leave it all behind
Rock island lines
I'll rock your mind
This rock of war
And the day you left forevermore
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
Stars, they're drilling stars
Our eyes afire for God
We do what we want 'til we want just one more life
We do what we want 'til we want to survive
Say you hate me
Say you'd mark my grave
Swear religion has no spectral race
Chase me under
Right back where I sang
To brace new vision and decay in chains
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
All hail the blackest nights
The blackest night I'd find
All hail the blackest night
Blinding me with sight
This rock of ages
Lamplighters all
And the day you crept through the fog of home
Stars, they're drilling stars
Our eyes, our eyes afire for God
We do what we want 'til we want just one more fight
We do what we want 'til we want to survive
Say you hate me
Say you'd mark my grave
Swear religion has no spectral race
Chase me under
Right back where I sang
To brace new vision and decay in chains
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
(Ha ha, yeah, yeah)
All hail the blackest nights
The blackest night I'd find
All hail the blackest night
Blinding me with sights
I'll rock your minds
I'll rock your mind
From Milky Way to Mersey Quay
To mystic climes
Leave it all behind
Rock island lines
I'll rock your mind
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Purple Blood
I'm in love with your God
I'm in love with your fear
By the touch of your hand
I'm far from here
Oh, for sunny days
When life was flat embrace
And might love come what may
Shot to ground, set it off
Like your phoenix, I will fly
From dread dawns to sky
I'm in love with your God, ooh
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
I'm in love with your God
I'm in love with said fear
By the blush of your thorn
I'm lost but near
But oh, for sunny days
Shot to ground, set it off
Like your phoenix, I will fly
From dread dawns to sky
I'm in love with your God, ooh
I'm in love with your God, ooh
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Hunger greets far fleece
So solace, thunder agony
A fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
I'm in love with your fear
By the touch of your hand
I'm far from here
Oh, for sunny days
When life was flat embrace
And might love come what may
Shot to ground, set it off
Like your phoenix, I will fly
From dread dawns to sky
I'm in love with your God, ooh
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
I'm in love with your God
I'm in love with said fear
By the blush of your thorn
I'm lost but near
But oh, for sunny days
Shot to ground, set it off
Like your phoenix, I will fly
From dread dawns to sky
I'm in love with your God, ooh
I'm in love with your God, ooh
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Hunger greets far fleece
So solace, thunder agony
A fever by your side
Sun is so you cannot rise
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Save Your Tears
Hauntings and bellwethers
Not always, but forevers
I'll tell you why, I'll tell you why
I am your spy
I'll tell you
I am your spy, I'll tell you why
Yes, I'll tell you
Yes, I'll tell you
Swoon
Swoon in spirals phased
Swoon in chorused grays
Won't you go?
Won't you freeze?
Please although
You're asked to still
Swoon in somber haze
Swoon by haste
Replays and now downwards
Flailings ain't no westwards
Two eves have I, two eves have I
I am your spy
I'll tell you
Yes, I'll tell you
Swoon
Swoon in spirals phased
Swoon in chorused grays (chorused grays)
Won't you go?
Won't you freeze?
Please although
You're asked to swoon
Swoon by devilment
(Ooh, ah)
So what's been done
Let it linger on
Like candy floss (ooh)
Or loss unswept
Swoon, swoon
Swoon, swoon (ooh ah)
Swoon
Not always, but forevers
I'll tell you why, I'll tell you why
I am your spy
I'll tell you
I am your spy, I'll tell you why
Yes, I'll tell you
Yes, I'll tell you
Swoon
Swoon in spirals phased
Swoon in chorused grays
Won't you go?
Won't you freeze?
Please although
You're asked to still
Swoon in somber haze
Swoon by haste
Replays and now downwards
Flailings ain't no westwards
Two eves have I, two eves have I
I am your spy
I'll tell you
Yes, I'll tell you
Swoon
Swoon in spirals phased
Swoon in chorused grays (chorused grays)
Won't you go?
Won't you freeze?
Please although
You're asked to swoon
Swoon by devilment
(Ooh, ah)
So what's been done
Let it linger on
Like candy floss (ooh)
Or loss unswept
Swoon, swoon
Swoon, swoon (ooh ah)
Swoon
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Telegenix
She takes the sweet outside
She takes the sweet outside
The sooner I fight, the sooner I mind, the sooner I mind
A cradle to the tears
The sooner I fight, the sooner I mind, the sooner I mind
She takes the sweet outside
To part our grand demise
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
Then I will bet on your life
From sodden vale and hell's divide
That wind says rain
As blossoms fell for live TV
The ghosts we slay come ours to reap
Upending what's land's end
If they say it's not suicide, then what is
At the bottom of a boot black sea?
She cools at the flame
She cools at the flame
The sooner I mind, the sooner I fight, the sooner I fight
Chanting our device
The sooner I mind, the sooner I fight, the sooner I fight
Where nothin' real settles in
As televised, a covenant
The bereft are blown cathodes
And the blame strafes every zone
In fever dreams, in blood shot odes
The skies never seemed so far
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
To the fall of gods at peace
If I'd leave here, you're first at least
You're why I fought
And I will bet on your life
From sodden vale and hell's divide
You're why I fought
If they say it's not suicide
And what is?
She takes the sweet outside
The sooner I fight, the sooner I mind, the sooner I mind
A cradle to the tears
The sooner I fight, the sooner I mind, the sooner I mind
She takes the sweet outside
To part our grand demise
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
Then I will bet on your life
From sodden vale and hell's divide
That wind says rain
As blossoms fell for live TV
The ghosts we slay come ours to reap
Upending what's land's end
If they say it's not suicide, then what is
At the bottom of a boot black sea?
She cools at the flame
She cools at the flame
The sooner I mind, the sooner I fight, the sooner I fight
Chanting our device
The sooner I mind, the sooner I fight, the sooner I fight
Where nothin' real settles in
As televised, a covenant
The bereft are blown cathodes
And the blame strafes every zone
In fever dreams, in blood shot odes
The skies never seemed so far
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
If they say it's not suicide
To the fall of gods at peace
If I'd leave here, you're first at least
You're why I fought
And I will bet on your life
From sodden vale and hell's divide
You're why I fought
If they say it's not suicide
And what is?
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Black Forest Black Hills
With the noise that brought you
Paladin and dare
To gouge, bellwether
That which can't be shared
Crow by crow
And stone by stone, we flowed
From hidden spring to cold (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
There ain't but cold (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Unto which I've flown, sweet fold (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Longing just to belong
Cape the wind and cape your kind (ah, ah)
And cape the wynds that back (ah, ah)
How you've held to chance
Delivered as forgiven
Cape the wind and cape your kind (ah, ah)
And cape the wynds that back (ah, ah)
How you've held to chance
Delivered as forgiven
Crow by crow (by crow, by crow)
Stone by stone (by stone, by stone)
(by stone, by stone, by stone)
Wish me how I won't provide for you
Spell me how these tales ought to be
Side along, confound me
Side along, despair
The weight, precision
The odds by faith, unfair
Crow by crow
And stone by stone, we flowed
From hidden shoal to cold (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
And oh, that cold (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tell me where I'm told, to know (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Darkness is forbidden
There ain't but cold (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Unto which I've flown, sweet fold (ah, ah, ah)
Longing just to belong
Cape the wind and cape your kind (ah, ah)
And cape the wynds that back (ah, ah)
How you've held to chance
Delivered as forgiven
Crow by crow (by crow, by crow)
Stone by stone (by stone, by stone)
(by stone, stone by stone, by stone)
Wish me how I won't provide for you
Spell me how these tales ought to be
Paladin and dare
To gouge, bellwether
That which can't be shared
Crow by crow
And stone by stone, we flowed
From hidden spring to cold (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
There ain't but cold (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Unto which I've flown, sweet fold (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Longing just to belong
Cape the wind and cape your kind (ah, ah)
And cape the wynds that back (ah, ah)
How you've held to chance
Delivered as forgiven
Cape the wind and cape your kind (ah, ah)
And cape the wynds that back (ah, ah)
How you've held to chance
Delivered as forgiven
Crow by crow (by crow, by crow)
Stone by stone (by stone, by stone)
(by stone, by stone, by stone)
Wish me how I won't provide for you
Spell me how these tales ought to be
Side along, confound me
Side along, despair
The weight, precision
The odds by faith, unfair
Crow by crow
And stone by stone, we flowed
From hidden shoal to cold (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
And oh, that cold (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tell me where I'm told, to know (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Darkness is forbidden
There ain't but cold (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah)
Unto which I've flown, sweet fold (ah, ah, ah)
Longing just to belong
Cape the wind and cape your kind (ah, ah)
And cape the wynds that back (ah, ah)
How you've held to chance
Delivered as forgiven
Crow by crow (by crow, by crow)
Stone by stone (by stone, by stone)
(by stone, stone by stone, by stone)
Wish me how I won't provide for you
Spell me how these tales ought to be
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Adrennalynne
I'm taut inside the moment, moments
I never aim for reasons, reasons
And so despite true meanings, meanings
I can't feel for anything
And I won't speak on what I mean
Come ask for why
Or I shalln't but steal of you
Surrender takes a form with thee
Come ask for why
Come ask for why
When you're on the stage
When you feel the eyes fall to you
Make no mistake or find
When you're on the stage
There isn't blood to squander
When you're on the stage, you'll find
When you're on the stage, that's life
When you're on the stage, that's life
I'm taut inside the movement, movement
A jake of which there's no door, no door
A fear of which there's no floor, no floor
These lives aren't real for anyone
These riffs don't mean shit but what I want
Come ask for why
'Cause hearts like bombs can't belong
Surrender, please and please no more
Come ask for why
Come ask for why
When you're on the stage
When you feel the eyes fall to you
Make no mistake or find
When you're on the stage
There isn't blood to squander
When you're on the stage, you'll find
When you're on the stage, that's life
When you're on the stage, that's life
When you're on the stage
When you feel the eyes fall to you
Make no mistake, that's life
Make no mistake, that's life
I never aim for reasons, reasons
And so despite true meanings, meanings
I can't feel for anything
And I won't speak on what I mean
Come ask for why
Or I shalln't but steal of you
Surrender takes a form with thee
Come ask for why
Come ask for why
When you're on the stage
When you feel the eyes fall to you
Make no mistake or find
When you're on the stage
There isn't blood to squander
When you're on the stage, you'll find
When you're on the stage, that's life
When you're on the stage, that's life
I'm taut inside the movement, movement
A jake of which there's no door, no door
A fear of which there's no floor, no floor
These lives aren't real for anyone
These riffs don't mean shit but what I want
Come ask for why
'Cause hearts like bombs can't belong
Surrender, please and please no more
Come ask for why
Come ask for why
When you're on the stage
When you feel the eyes fall to you
Make no mistake or find
When you're on the stage
There isn't blood to squander
When you're on the stage, you'll find
When you're on the stage, that's life
When you're on the stage, that's life
When you're on the stage
When you feel the eyes fall to you
Make no mistake, that's life
Make no mistake, that's life
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Haunted
Along the banks of rivers Zion
Sang a fallen and forsworn
The chain
Of human rage
And let between an ocean rain
And lambs so led, I stayed
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
And father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
Swirling forth, the sea conscripted
Each, the dead and nursery rhyme
At voice
A trailing drone
And baptized by the breath of pain
I crossed heart's knave and swore
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
And father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
Swirling forth (swirling)
The dead end nursery rhyme
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
And father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
Pacific glass, these gifts rend senseless
And knell, repentless
The auger of the cosmic traveler
As God's own straggler
Who's vowed, unopposed
To embody word and shore
Sang a fallen and forsworn
The chain
Of human rage
And let between an ocean rain
And lambs so led, I stayed
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
And father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
Swirling forth, the sea conscripted
Each, the dead and nursery rhyme
At voice
A trailing drone
And baptized by the breath of pain
I crossed heart's knave and swore
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
And father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
Swirling forth (swirling)
The dead end nursery rhyme
If this be life, our evening's prayer
Or death's denouement
A thorned idyll that's offered no one
And I've stood for no one
And father, I'm nowhere
I'm no closer to your throne
Pacific glass, these gifts rend senseless
And knell, repentless
The auger of the cosmic traveler
As God's own straggler
Who's vowed, unopposed
To embody word and shore
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
The Hidden Sun
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I need a one-way
A one-way sign
Fagin's prophets on Aesop's ride
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Like templar thieves
Well, you've had me
A buck so sweet (sweet)
You've spoilt the fray
Which of these dauphins can set you free?
From flaming youth to token army
But give me anodyne
Or give me pandrogynes
I'll take home a hidden
A hidden sun
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(A hidden sun)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
In lieu of morphine (morphine)
Come eminence
I'm stuck with blunt force (blunt force), and Morpheus
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh, Chiron cleave where you've had me
On pain of love I'd shattered sweet
Which of these dauphins can set you free?
From flaming youth to token army
But give me anodyne
Or give me pandrogynes (one way)
I'll take home a hidden sun
(Sun)
But give me anodyne (dauphine)
Or give me pandrogynes (one day)
I'll take home a hidden sun
I'll take home a hidden sun
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I need a one-way
A one-way sign
Fagin's prophets on Aesop's ride
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Like templar thieves
Well, you've had me
A buck so sweet (sweet)
You've spoilt the fray
Which of these dauphins can set you free?
From flaming youth to token army
But give me anodyne
Or give me pandrogynes
I'll take home a hidden
A hidden sun
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh)
(A hidden sun)
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
In lieu of morphine (morphine)
Come eminence
I'm stuck with blunt force (blunt force), and Morpheus
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Oh, Chiron cleave where you've had me
On pain of love I'd shattered sweet
Which of these dauphins can set you free?
From flaming youth to token army
But give me anodyne
Or give me pandrogynes (one way)
I'll take home a hidden sun
(Sun)
But give me anodyne (dauphine)
Or give me pandrogynes (one day)
I'll take home a hidden sun
I'll take home a hidden sun
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Schaudenfreud
Like the lion, I will track our rulers
Into the cracks of this earth
'Twixt the field and the foal, unaided
Yet spun with the toil of an oath
Three days unknown, two days agone
I'll guest more than guide
Isidore was right
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Fain autumns, winter side
Find your light, find your light
Mark the hurt, mark the face
Mark the dirt of cloven graves
Find your light
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
As the bull on the wheel, I follow
Stubborn, with downcast eyes
'Round the hills of our Lord and hollows
In sacrifice of His own
Three days unknown, two days agone
I'm shadow more than guide
Isidore was right
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Fain autumns, winter side
Find your light, find your light
Mark the coil, mark the reed
Mark the piper, go to sleep
Find your light
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Find your light
Into the cracks of this earth
'Twixt the field and the foal, unaided
Yet spun with the toil of an oath
Three days unknown, two days agone
I'll guest more than guide
Isidore was right
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Fain autumns, winter side
Find your light, find your light
Mark the hurt, mark the face
Mark the dirt of cloven graves
Find your light
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
As the bull on the wheel, I follow
Stubborn, with downcast eyes
'Round the hills of our Lord and hollows
In sacrifice of His own
Three days unknown, two days agone
I'm shadow more than guide
Isidore was right
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Fain autumns, winter side
Find your light, find your light
Mark the coil, mark the reed
Mark the piper, go to sleep
Find your light
Forgotten, familiar
Find your light
Find your light
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Tyger Tyger
Tyger, tyger
Along that wire, prowl
For that elysian soul, I've got to know
Fang to fang
Bang your gold
For that elysian soul
(Climbs) Climbs all pearls to drag you out (you out)
What control is strong enough to mind you
Strong enough to fight? (fight)
And stung enough to waltz through
Dread, dark lights (light)
Hum that lonely view
Dead desires, this
The thrall stays in your kiss (in your kiss)
Need you, need not miss that kiss
Tyger, tyger
Along that wire, prowl
For that elysian soul, I've got to know
Fang to fang
Bang your gold
For that elysian soul
I've got to know (I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
(I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
I'm sharp enough to focus (fo)
Sharp enough to knife (knife)
I'm sharp enough to pull through, seraphic bite (bite)
Kicking and scratching and wordlessly acting
And not making very nice
Does control drag you out? (you out)
Be still the ides
Tyger, tyger
Along that wire, prowl
For that elysian soul, I've got to know
Fang to fang
Bang your gold
For that elysian soul
Fang to fang (I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
Bang your gold (I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
Tyger, tyger (I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
Along that wire
Along that wire, prowl
For that elysian soul, I've got to know
Fang to fang
Bang your gold
For that elysian soul
(Climbs) Climbs all pearls to drag you out (you out)
What control is strong enough to mind you
Strong enough to fight? (fight)
And stung enough to waltz through
Dread, dark lights (light)
Hum that lonely view
Dead desires, this
The thrall stays in your kiss (in your kiss)
Need you, need not miss that kiss
Tyger, tyger
Along that wire, prowl
For that elysian soul, I've got to know
Fang to fang
Bang your gold
For that elysian soul
I've got to know (I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
(I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
I'm sharp enough to focus (fo)
Sharp enough to knife (knife)
I'm sharp enough to pull through, seraphic bite (bite)
Kicking and scratching and wordlessly acting
And not making very nice
Does control drag you out? (you out)
Be still the ides
Tyger, tyger
Along that wire, prowl
For that elysian soul, I've got to know
Fang to fang
Bang your gold
For that elysian soul
Fang to fang (I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
Bang your gold (I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
Tyger, tyger (I've got to know, I've got to know, I've got to know)
Along that wire
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Minerva
So kinetic, electric waterloo
In vitro, in shadow Xanadu
Perfumed papers that say that we'll mend (ooh)
Let's dance around again
Let's dance around again
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, feints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, feints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools
But sometimes, fools, they rule
Minerva, desert us in pantomime
Pathetic, prophetic columbines (ooh, ooh, ooh)
These perfumed vapors that reek a riot's end
Let's dance around again
Let's dance around again
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, feints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, feints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools
But sometimes, fools, they rule
October loves you
Strawberries love you
Who wouldn't love you?
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(We are) (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(We are) (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools
But sometimes, fools, they rule
In vitro, in shadow Xanadu
Perfumed papers that say that we'll mend (ooh)
Let's dance around again
Let's dance around again
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, feints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, feints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools
But sometimes, fools, they rule
Minerva, desert us in pantomime
Pathetic, prophetic columbines (ooh, ooh, ooh)
These perfumed vapors that reek a riot's end
Let's dance around again
Let's dance around again
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, feints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, feints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools
But sometimes, fools, they rule
October loves you
Strawberries love you
Who wouldn't love you?
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(We are) (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(We are) (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints, saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
(ooh, ooh, ooh)
Saints (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We are fools
But sometimes, fools, they rule
Writer: William Patrick Corgan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cyr is the eleventh studio album by American alternative rock band the Smashing Pumpkins, released on November 27, 2020, on Sumerian Records. Produced by band leader Billy Corgan, the album features a synth-pop sound and was preceded by the release of ten of its songs as singles, with Corgan actively seeking out a "contemporary" sound during the recording process.
The release of Cyr was accompanied by a five-part animated series, In Ashes, written by Corgan and directed by Mike Anderson, which served as official videos for five of the album's tracks.
Genre(s):
Synth-pop, electropop, alternative rock, new wave The release of Cyr was accompanied by a five-part animated series, In Ashes, written by Corgan and directed by Mike Anderson, which served as official videos for five of the album's tracks.
Producer(s): Billy Corgan
Released: November 27th, 2020
Year: 2020