THE TIME BEING

T A R O TTHE ARCANA MAJOR

LaMat

According to evidenceWe all descended from god's magnificenceThe holy world, a diamond towerWe are the sirens of this ruined lieOh you fools, glow gloriousReturn the fire that was stolen from usA million things must come and passWe are the casing and the cover and the castCome inside, pull you downLet light and music and honor be bornMy golden ones who dare to fightYou stand against the fabrications of the nightWriting tunes with much reverePreserved by people and cut and battered hereTake those blows, stand your groundOr wander lost and never to be found

The Creation of Something from Nothing. The Magical results ofAlchemy. LaMat occupies the zero position of TAROT, whichsignals both end and beginning, as well as embodies the ‘completesecret’ of the Arcana Major in totality. Traditionally, the cardleaves an impression of spirit of air, yet here all elemental aspectscan be seen in their harmonious interaction, bringing forth life,which in turn reveals eternal mystery. The mystery of the tides,both the tranquility and danger of the sea, the radiance andspender of the sun, the safety of shore and comfort of home.

Magic ian

On a day like this, a hundred lifetimes agoYou on a shore, across the pointI looked through my hands and you drew me a lineWhen you were mineOn a world like this, a hundred turns left to goDeep in a room, which I've never seenOutside it's so cold but I'm waiting for timeWhen you were minePlenty of islands between now and thenRocks break the boats of the painted face menAnd they drown, and they're bornAnd they live once againAnd this all happensWhen you were mineIn a storm like this, a hundred kisses of snowYou with another so easily sleepWhat's real and what's dreamt become close and entwineWhen you were mine

Priestess

Good, now and forever, music reaches and awakens,Swimming in the shallow end, down, down, rememberA need, a gnawing longing for what?Shapes and faces come slowly into mindGlissando Australian insects out there signalingThe sound of dad's car in the driveLying in the grass, watching the skyThe piano washes over thoughts, the smell of crushed mint

The ants which come out as it begins to get darkHelplessness, planes miles up turn on their lights,Child, oh child, the tastes in our kitchen,Not knowing the right words but wishing long and hardGolden clouded moon, enveloped by the familyMelting further the cracks in the pavement become chasmsShrubs whisper, walls conceal adult pleasuresA mere hint and we're gone too

Forever, beautiful things, the shop that sold shadowsA walk down the path towards our old homeMercurial touch of past summersThe sheer wait of nostalgiaMaria, now long dead, glide through this tonightShimmer, disappear and returnEmerging random memory in fluxFalling felled the flowering kingdom

Finding buried tin soldier years laterThe sounds of a carnival way off in the valleyAn abandoned nest, the sprinklers splash on in darknessWindows glimmer dim waiting for her at the edge of duskDistance, our hesitant conversation, someone callingA bucket full of starfish, warm rain, the long sleepDeep dream, dream of now, now and forever good

Empress

Empress, where do we go nowWe've laid down everything we ownOur carved unicorns, black pearls, semiprecious stonesWho waits outside our palace in the snowOnly the twentieth centuryWell what do you knowDon't bother whispering in my earsI can't hear youWhy are you all still standing hereI can't see youPack up your beasts and burdensPack up your fineryYour sentences and pardonsDoesn't mean that much to meWhen you touch meI can't feel youDon't bring your sick and lame to meI can't heal youPull down your flags and bannersPull down your armouriesYour empty words and mannersDoesn't mean that much to meEmpress, where do we stay nowThere isn't any place to call homeNo wooden beams, tiled floorsNo silver mirrored domesWe left our children dreaming dreams of dreamsWe never know how they wake upIf they laugh or they scream

Emperor

A war's being waged and the world's just a stage (in this city)The real estate's prime, the number plates rhyme (liquidity)Wear a gun and be proud, but bare breasts aren't allowed (in this city)Dream up a scam and then rake in the clams (liquidity)(It's neither here nor there) It's neither here nor thereNorth and south and east and west (It has to be somewhere)It oughta be somewhereNorth and south and east and westI take my payment, I catch my flightAnd don't wait up for me tonight(You may find me there) and you might find me thereNorth and south and east and westHave a quick throw or host your own show (in this city)To a wolf from a lamb for just half a gram (liquidity)The face of today just a scalpel away_Restore your lost soul for two dollars plus toll (liquidity)Backs are patted when calves are fatted (in this city)The emperor's clothes are the best for the proles (liquidity)The guys with the brains are all bitter and vain (stupidity)The guys with the luck got the bimbos and bucks (liquidity)(It's neither here nor there) It's neither here nor thereNorth and south and east and west (It has to be somewhere)It oughta be somewhereNorth and south and east and westI take my payment, I catch my flightAnd don't wait up for me tonight (And you might find me there)and you might find me thereNorth and south and east and westNorth South East West

Hierophant

I was down in the city on a miracle streetI flailed like a swimmer through the summer heatI was waiting for a friend that I needed to meetAnd I's hopin' she was bringin' with her something sweetAnd I's hopin' for an open little openingAnd I suffer for a groovy little happeningBut it's all going wrong just like I sing in that songThe song I wrote about you that they put on TVThe TV that I gave you 'cause you wanted to seeBut all you saw were spaces where the people used to beThe hundred bastard voids with their pull on meIn the valley of death you'll be breathless and freeYou'll be dancing like a fool by the swollen seaYou'll be twitching like a drug in a pharmacyYou'll be swatting at the flies in the pavilionWhere the millionare just blew a gazillionFingernails are all hot vermillionWhen the traffic grinds down to a standstill-ionAnd the mynah birds are pecking at the carrionAnd you read it already in HyperionAnd you read about my trial in the ClarionA sack full of ashes I've been carryingWhen the lights turn green I dissolve the screenWhen the lights turn red I put the whole thing to bedWell I got a feverAnd I'm feeling fainterI'm a dim receiverI'm a Cold War painterIf you can just hold stillI will make you all so beautifulWhen the lights turn blue I know what to doI'll drown my tomorrows in an ocean or twoAnd the pretty little things with their magnets and ringsBlooming like a flower through a series of springsThank you Fate and the freight that she bringsThank you Fortuna and the song that she singsThank you to my manager for letting me liveThank you to my friends and the friends that you're withThank you to the Lord who created all thisThere's a whole lotta hurt before you get to the blissWhy even Jesus Christ was betrayed by a kissBut that was long before that he got in show bizWell I understand the land and the land ain't no seaBut when I try to walk I'm sinking you seeSo I got a feverAnd I'm feeling fainterI'm a dim receiverI'm a Cold War painter

If you can just hold stillI will make you all so beautiful

Lovers

Do you remember the storyIn the bloody chamberAbout the mad tigerHe licks the skin off of womenI tell you SamanthaI could wear those straps for youHave you prayed, have you chantedWith the symbols and incenseTo both Krishna and BuddhaAnd the Goddess of FortuneFor an Indian loverTo wake KundaliniYour beautiful yonniBut also Iscariot_Who comes to betray usWith just one English KissDeep in the autumnI lie in my bedroomJust one more long shadowFall into the cornersI reach for a womanWho harbors in darknessShe lands on a mountainThat sways for a momentCrashes in pieces all over my eyesAll over my eyesAnd when you get tiredOf fake little eveningsSlip through your fingersand don't keep their promiseOh it's such a sad visionIt breaks up my daydreamIt's such a sad vision, breaks up my daydreamLook up that sleeve, where is the rabbitAlready secreted along with the doveWhere is the passion, already depletedJust like the loveCan you imagine what I can manageWith your permission, with your consentI know what you're thinkingHear what you're saying, how could I everI know what you likeI think I know what you likeI'm sure I know what you likeYou should give it attentionYou should give it some thoughtYou should give me a nightI know what you like

Char iot

Hi to all the people that are selling meHere's one straight from the factoryThey sew my eyes up in their socketsI dip my hand into their pocketsIs there anybody there?I could swear I'm not aloneShow your faces if you dareSlaving platinum to boneOne big man with the good connectionTakes the whole damn ship in the wrong directionI don't mind him misinterpreting meI hate it when he gets us lost out to seaIs there anybody there?I could swear I'm not aloneShow your faces if you dareSlaving platinum to boneIs there anybody there?I could swear I'm not aloneShow your faces if you dareSlaving platinum to boneLate at night when I'm lying in bedI've got to say a prayer for my daily breadAnd early in the morning when I'm still asleepYou sit upon your throne making grown men weepWith boredom

Strength

You must have heard about my little problemAh come on, you must have heard about itIt's no ordinary problemLook in my eyes, there can be no doubt about itAnd of course it gets worse at nightIt gets late, things start to changeClock is stopped, thermometer is bulgingHot late night bound to make us estrangedSoft dead moon all over your shouldersCold shadow in the glare of the glowFactory billboards on outskirts of cityShine down new attractions to the traffic belowRemember this day Remember this room Remember this singer singingI'll remember you A sudden flash A sudden lightAbandoning the afternoon as it sinks into the night

Fluorescent bedroom flicker starts to teach me to wonderI hear a mandolin playing in the springOut the wardrobe floats the hint of a rumorDressed in your beloved's finest thingsCan you hear the voices that are constantly talkingAm I only one to succumb to their roarWell I know the form it is takingIt's not making sense anymoreThe way you say you just wanna help meThe way your clinging is slinging me underThe strength I need already denied meYour big ideas and your little wonder

Some people don't come over because of the problemI heard the top guy won't answer his phoneI wonder if he has the same kind of problemA little difficulty of his ownSo take this plastic and rent me some wheelsOr maybe I'll try to flyNo reservations, I'll see how it feelsWhen I'm over your house up in the skyAnd when the sun is squeezing through the blindsYou will be far awayDeep afternoons seeing the moon would have shinedDeep in your dream I hear you sayHave you heard about my little problemI just know that it isn't a secretIt's just a very ordinary problemThe secret doesn't matter if you keep it or leak it

Hermit

The minute the sting penetrates your fingerYou're strapped to the pain like an angry strangerThe moment the rain freezes in the gutterCome the flaming birds and their hideous matterThe second the claw lifts up your chinI'm alone in your head and you can't get inSomebody said that it's all for youIt's a miracle, let it alter youBut I will not follow you to the sea lineSomebody went and turned it on for youRevelation baby, you're beautifuleThe instant the transfer hits your accountAnd it's deep in the black, and just one way outThe morning the storm rolled to the coastWe were down to the shake, and our silent throatsThe evening the trees lash at the windowThe roots curl up, strangle the candlesSomebody said that it's all for youIt's a miracle, let it alter youBut I will not follow you to the sea lineSomebody went and turned it on for youRevelation baby, you're beautifulBut I will not follow you to the sea lineIt's a miracle, let it alter youRevelation baby, you're beautifulTo the sea line

Fortune

When, how did you noticeWhy, what can't you see?If that's all the difference it makesIt makes it all different for me

Now you're lost in this momentNow outside of timeNow, now you remember it allHow, now that reminds me

Well, what can you do nowWhen everything's done nowAnd we really need something out thereAll this is just Maya to me

Balance

If you think that life's too pretty for youYou should step outside your skin for a moment or twoDesert winds come howling down empty boulevardsBlowing like sick minstrels when the dust is too hotYou thought you were a stranger in your opportunity clothesBut the sun makes it all hazy and it doesn't half showYou thought you were an actor with an amusing partYou danced the bossa nova with your celluloid heartYou looked into the mirror and laughed at your faceSomeone else was watching and handling your caseYou think that it's easy with the drugs and guitarsYou like to be backstage and in the star's carThere you goSummertime, oblivious through noise and the heatCrowded little room where you can't find your feetAll the seals are broken at a quarter to twoBut you don't even recognize who you're taking toWhen they said you're ready you took a swingBut it was empty, you didn't hit a thingWhen they said you're ready you hung on tightBut balance is elusive as you run down that nightThere you goDon't throw away your tickets yet, there's probably moreYou just never know what you're hanging in forEverybody told you you're the one in the knowSo that's the way, let's do it, there you goThere you go

Hanged Man

EventuallyWe came to a chasm dark and wideAnd drifted in silence through endless anemonesIn shallow dreamsLife was beginning to take a shapeWater was warm as it hastened our enemiesThis kind of world will start a little colonyThis kind of earth will eat a little energyThis kind of thing needs a little secrecyAfter thousands of yearsOur priests have predicted you would comeYou with your death that appears in no photographYou watch the night skyWe bickered like fools amongst ourselvesWe sought protection in artificial youthThis kind of world will start a little colonyThis kind of earth will eat a little energyThis kind of thing needs a little secrecyIn a sickening jumpI fell through the surface of my lifeAnd I was cut back by the hollow camaraderieThe planet was stillNothing moved as it slept in spaceI pulled on my suit and exited quietly

DEATH

Ice is forming 'round this heart of mineI seen a lot of damage baby, but I won't get hurt this timeNow I got a reasonNow I got a stakeNow I gotta put you back every time you break

Left my ego in the mezzanineHere he comes again, bustin' up my sceneNow I got a futureNow I gotta tryNow I, I gotta live for you every time you die

Imagine it's snowfallerBring winter, just call herImagine it's snowfaller

I left my ego in the mezzanineBut here he comes again, bustin' up my schemeNow I got a futureNow I gotta tryNow I gotta live for you every time you die

Imagine it's snowfallerBring winter, just call herImagine it's snowfaller

Imagine it's snowfallerBring winter, just call herImagine it's snowfaller

Temperance

A palm tree nodded at me last nightHe said, Hey, you look so pale.I don't know if it was the air or the breeze in my hairI had a feeling I had failedSo down to the beach just out of reachThe moon was being trailedA girl and a sailor and a hot dog trailerThat's their holy grailThe sand whispered heat and burned the feetOf gulls landing on the shoreIn the motel pool the waitress coolsShe doesn't ask for moreShe makes a wish she takes a riskShe opens up her doorThrough human eyes she's a dolphin in disguiseIt's the last night of the warSomewhere far away there's another dayAnd someone's getting out of bedShe puts on her face in the morning spaceShe doesn't know she's deadHer ruby lips can't excite me anymoreAnd pain sprawls on the chair, it's always thereAnd he descends the stairs, he doesn't seeThe sunburnt landlord glares, for all the peopleHe can never be

the DevilScales of an angelWings of a snakeLiving here in the futureWith the racket that you makeMemory of a screamHeart of the flameTalking in a lark's tongueAnd more of the sameGreen ice is on the meltJust the way the dead have feltNothing like the way my name is speltBut I belt it out anywayDarkness returningMy torch keeps on burning for youIn the life you keep on spurningEverything is hurting meMouth of a riverThe fingers of a fluteThe trees get used for riflesGrowing lovely shootsAround the captain's tableThe silent diners sleptIn the white of morningThe distance slowly creptAnd the ice in my glassAnd the hit of the passAnd the great icy blastI pass it on to youWords of a muteThe passion of a rockWaking early on an Easter SundayJust before the cockThe motion of a statueThe honour of a ratThe street was almost emptyBut then you saw through thatAnd the ice in the boxFalling off the shelf in blocksDown at the docksWell I was shocked not to be discoveredStrength of a lambThe shape of a cloudThe eyes of the starCruelty of a crowdThis afternoon is crushing downThe bars are all closed today ladyMiddle of town is a long way downI'd hate to see you break your crownAnd the ice in my drinkMy drink in your lapJust a process in a trapI'll slap it out of you_Slap it out of youMusic of the snowTemplate of a flakeNature you don't knowA nice delicious acheThe conscience of a foxLove about the size of a shoe boxThe school of hard knocksThey box it out of meThe ice in my throatA message in the noteJust like a sinking boatYou coat yourself with sympathyDarkness returningMy torch keeps on burning for youIn the life you keep on spurningEverything is hurting me'thing is hurting me

Tower

A tired old clownIn the big end of townTake one last lookThe sun is going downI never noticed thingsBut now I see it allThe roar of the planetsThe silence 'round this songScratched into the surfaceMidnight surely comingMetal on soft metalSliding, grinding, hummingThe shambles of a cityStumbles to its kneesDesecrates the eveningAnd falls into the sea

the Star

Moon

Well we had just begunWhen the night came downSweating rain on everyoneAnyone who was hanging aroundYou say there's something strange going onI cannot see a thingAnd pretty soon then we'll be drenched to the boneAnd my soul is freezingAnd we really should decideWho's taking who for thisRide the bandwagon into the ditchSmile for the money shotBless my soul and drop a stitchStrike while the irony is hotAnd I don't have much timeThere's so much left to takeIt'd hard to know what's genuineAnd what's a genuine fakeI think there's something weird going onSomething unforeseenThe best impression of a succubusThat I have ever seenBefore we get too friedLet's get on with the,Ride the ghost train out into the darkRide it right into the groundUp through the suburbs, graveyards and parksGoing around and aroundIf I never see you againThat will be way too soonAnd if I ever get over thisI will be over the moonI hope that something new comes alongSomething more my styleI hope that someone else comes alongAnd makes it worth my whileAnd it's lust and sloth and prideThat makes me want toRide the roller coaster for all that it's worthLive it all up to the hiltIf you can't take it with youAway from this earthMight as well take it full tiltRide the old horse through gold rush townIf that's the kind of company you keepYou're getting very tired and you need to lie downSee you in your sleepSee you in your sleepSee you in your sleep

SUN

At the sea, in the sandYou were free to my handAs we touched behind the windLeft so much outside our skinYou never stay in all four dimensionsYou never ever return when you're goneOne more summer in surf citySolarized recollectionWell the sun and its raysAre as one throughout spaceAnd my mind's always on youFirst a light, I'll break throughYou never stay in all four dimensionsYou never ever return when you're goneOne long summer in surf citySolarized recollectionWhat a night to start writing about thisTall palms grasp the summer cloudsAnd anchor the starless sky to the groundOutside the ghosts with Jaguars and ImpalasRoll along the still warm roadsLeaving damp marks where they had passedThe air hisses as they goIt stands aside with a decided sighIt reaches for their banks fleetinglyThis night aches with memoryAnd they say I choose a dreamAnd this cold, unprotected outerworld does not appeal to meBright lights and foggy halos offend her unreal natureShe shrinks back into your subconscious with a shudderShe leaves the faintest traceDissolves like sugar on your mind's tongue

Apocalypse

The wine in your hand is worth two at the barAnd everybody knows what you've been drinkingDisgraceful night flecked with a nightmare of starsEverybody knows how you've been syncingLong distance century buzzes and fadesAn automatic charge on your mindPreviews, processions and paradesYou've got to grind, grind it outYou've got to grind, grind it outLine up the arrows, push off the topThis can cause sustain foreverAnd once it's started up, it cannot be stoppedAt least that's holding us togetherLong distance century buzzes and fadesI wonder why you've not resignedThe glittering minutes, jangled decadesWe've got to grind, grind this outGot to grind, grind this outGrind it outVortex appears, unleashed by the crashThe moment marred by hesitationBedazzled surgeon chases the gashAnd we don't need that operationLong distance century buzzes and fadesElysian Fields not far behindCan you find me a witness amongst these shadesThey've got to grind, grindThey've got to grind, grind it outLong distance century buzzes and fadesI hope the deaf can lead the blindNow lift me up into your whirling bladesI've got to grind, grind this outI've got to grind, grind it outBump and grind, baby

Universe

Sometimes when this place gets kind of emptySound of their breath fades with the lightI think about loveless fascinationUnder the Milky Way tonightWish I knew what you were looking forMight have known what you would findAnd it's something quite peculiarSomething that's shimmering and whiteLeads you here despite your destinationUnder the Milky Way tonightWish I knew what you were looking forMight have known what you would findWish I knew what you were looking forMight have known what you would findLower the curtain down in MemphisLower the curtain down all rightI got no time for private consultationUnder the Milky Way tonightWish I knew what you were looking forMight have known what you would findUnder the Milky Way tonight