Track one from the album "Civilisation".

Track two from the album "Civilisation".

Track three from the album "Civilisation".

Lyrics: I want your soul. I want your soul. I want your soul. I want your soul. I want your soul. I want your soul. I want your soul. I want your soul. © 2008 David Marcouillier

Lyrics: I was walking down the street Looking for a place to eat When I saw a legless man praying for lost souls. He had Electric Jesus on a tape recorder And every time he played it the tape got shorter Until all that was left was the…

Lyrics: Well I might forgive or I might forget you But this time, baby, I ain’t gonna let you Be bringing me down and treat me so unkind. You know it’s a shame we never made it But there ain’t no way we could ever recreate it Something…

Lyrics: The list of things I meant to do Is hidden somewhere safe In a drawer or in my shoe Where I know it won’t escape. The list of things I meant to be In a box beside my bed That I don’t open up to see. I don’t want that in my…

Track four from the album "Civilisation".

Lyrics: Later in the evening, and I heard sirens all around. Then I get up this morning, Seabrook Plant had melted down. I turned on my radio, they told me “this is not a test.” “You’ll most likely be a mutant by the morning but we wish…

Lyrics: In this hive I survive With my bees. You’re the thing That I sting When I please. What if this Played itself out Exactly as I feared? I’ll save that For when I’m old And I’ve got birds nesting in my beard…

Lyrics: I’m mining my dreams for traces of fresh information. Scribbling in notebooks filled with yellowing pages. The situation is complex and the meanings all keep changing. She tries but she don’t understand my peculiar demeanor. Neither…

Track five from the album "Civilisation".

Lyrics: Oh, the ghost of her exists And I hold her by the hips. She’s not my type but she Vexes me, unexpectedly, Like some old voice on a static phone line. The twilight is my light But she’s receding from my sight. She walks away…

Lyrics: We are transient, like some ambient road trip sidebar, We utilize haphazard methods to keep things interesting. We deflect attention by dressing like the locals when we go to town. And all the while we’re living underground… Down…

Lyrics: Whoa… Woe is me. I have been troubled. It haunts me every night. It follows me each and every day. I just can’t go on living this way. Whoa… Woe is me. I have been troubled. It haunts me every night. You know it follows…

Track six from the album "Civilisation".

Track seven from the album "Civilisation".

Track eight from the album "Civilisation".

Track nine from the album "Civilisation".