Ray X

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Ray X

come back to before the black turned blue
when all was equal 'tween me and you
no one to be and nothing to do
it ain't much of a dance, it's true,
but -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
in the deep delicious dark I relax and regress

feels good to cradle myself in bed
covers right up above my head
know or care not whether I'm 'live or dead
it ain't much of a dance, it has to be said,
but -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
in the deep delicious dark I relax and regress

beyond this much is corrupt and cold
the truths we have to take and the lies we are told
no time so fine as being minus years old
like a bad hand of cards, I happily fold,
and -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
ain't much of a dance, but I'm needing a rest

the foetal position

can I put my finger
on your silly and sublime?
on your rhythm, on your rhyme?
on the ticking of your time?

can I put my finger
on your inning and your out?
on your north, in your south?
in your grinning, scowling mouth?

[chorus]
is your love so liquid?
I'd like to stir,
feel the beat of your being
sure, my touch is pure

can I put my finger
on the whether of your why?
on the hush of your reply?
on the moment that is nigh?

can I put my finger
in your dreamin', in your dread,
the intrigues you scheme in bed,
your unknown knowns, your unsaid?

can I put my finger
in the bubble comin' from your head,
the lovely trouble that you spread?
in the beginning of your end?

[chorus]
I just need to touch it -
too blue without
gotta know for certain
can't do this doubt

oh can you imagine?!
I just need to feel
if I could just touch you
we might become real

can I put my finger

my addiction is kissing you
oh to feel your skin upon my lips
my addiction is kissing you
yeah, I is a kisserist

my compulsion is kissing you
listenin' with my lips unto your skin,
replyin' with quiet soliloquies upon ye -
beyond poetry this conversation

trace your neckline ...

I fall soft as a snowflake -
yeah, each kiss I give is different,
uniquely cherishin' the spot it drops upon
top to toe and back and front

I sense scenes unseen, places never been
in wonderful ways, afore I never felt
tongue hungers, lingers wi' longin',
every very snowflake achin' to melt -

as our mouths meet ...

my lips and tongue long-in'
for a tangible answer from you:
are you a kisserist too?
let me know slow, are you a kisserist too?

my addiction is kissing you,
my compulsion - suppin' sweet from your cup
yeah I'm a kisserist, it's true:
pucker up ...

kisserist


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come back to before the black turned blue
when all was equal 'tween me and you
no one to be and nothing to do
it ain't much of a dance, it's true,
but -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
in the deep delicious dark I relax and regress

feels good to cradle myself in bed
covers right up above my head
know or care not whether I'm 'live or dead
it ain't much of a dance, it has to be said,
but -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
in the deep delicious dark I relax and regress

beyond this much is corrupt and cold
the truths we have to take and the lies we are told
no time so fine as being minus years old
like a bad hand of cards, I happily fold,
and -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
ain't much of a dance, but I'm needing a rest

the foetal position

can I put my finger
on your silly and sublime?
on your rhythm, on your rhyme?
on the ticking of your time?

can I put my finger
on your inning and your out?
on your north, in your south?
in your grinning, scowling mouth?

[chorus]
is your love so liquid?
I'd like to stir,
feel the beat of your being
sure, my touch is pure

can I put my finger
on the whether of your why?
on the hush of your reply?
on the moment that is nigh?

can I put my finger
in your dreamin', in your dread,
the intrigues you scheme in bed,
your unknown knowns, your unsaid?

can I put my finger
in the bubble comin' from your head,
the lovely trouble that you spread?
in the beginning of your end?

[chorus]
I just need to touch it -
too blue without
gotta know for certain
can't do this doubt

oh can you imagine?!
I just need to feel
if I could just touch you
we might become real

can I put my finger

my addiction is kissing you
oh to feel your skin upon my lips
my addiction is kissing you
yeah, I is a kisserist

my compulsion is kissing you
listenin' with my lips unto your skin,
replyin' with quiet soliloquies upon ye -
beyond poetry this conversation

trace your neckline ...

I fall soft as a snowflake -
yeah, each kiss I give is different,
uniquely cherishin' the spot it drops upon
top to toe and back and front

I sense scenes unseen, places never been
in wonderful ways, afore I never felt
tongue hungers, lingers wi' longin',
every very snowflake achin' to melt -

as our mouths meet ...

my lips and tongue long-in'
for a tangible answer from you:
are you a kisserist too?
let me know slow, are you a kisserist too?

my addiction is kissing you,
my compulsion - suppin' sweet from your cup
yeah I'm a kisserist, it's true:
pucker up ...

kisserist

too long I been puzzled
got to solve the riddle of you
come on and drop me a clue:
I need to find the middle of you

been blue and bamboozled
but now please let me dig for the root
greedy for that secret ingredient,
I come as undercover agent -
I gotta taste the essence of you
I wanna kiss the middle of you

so hard to make my confession -
oh you're such a mouthful, mouthful
it's your mystery I want to be in on
m-m-m-m-mouthfeel, mouthfeel

cos you manifest an elsewhere
which for such a long time I've searched
I feel astray, it seems so far away
yet still I sense I'm close enough to touch

so why don't you guide me to the spot
let me know, are my guesses cold or hot
don't leave me shiv'rin' with that coulda shoulda shudder,
show the enigma at the middle of you
I got to kiss the middle of you
I wanna taste the essence of you

of which I am most proud is (mouthful, mouthful)
I'm all mouth and no trousers (m-m-m-m-mouthfeel, mouthfeel)
of which I am most proud is (mouthful, mouthful)
I'm all mouth and no trousers (m-m-m-m-mouthfeel, mouthfeel)

the middle of you

I'm photovoltaic -
photovoltaic, babe!
oh make ya no mistake
I'm photovoltaic, babe

see how the sparks fly
when you catch my eye
ain't fakin' - I ignite!,
I delight to let light in

[chorus]
I like your beam bright
soak up your sunshine
make it electric
keep your heart tick tick

I'm photovoltaic
my transformations are magic
makin' fuel from the glowin'
just as fruit tree a-growin'

you're photovoltaic
ya vim from vitamin from ray
no we ain't prosaic
we're all photovoltaic, mate

[chorus]
we like the light bright
lick up the lumen
makes us electric
pulse muscle quick quick

photovoltaic

do you like biology?
are you partial to physics?
dare you dabble in chemical?
I can do all three!

I is fizzing with photon
'n' exquisite electron
dancin' round totem of proton
I'm in my element,
I is scientist! -
turn up the gas and the universe says yes

do you like biology?
are you partial to physics?
do you think we have chemistry?
let's experiment

cos I can do all three
I can do all three
simultaneously
I'm in my element,
I is scientist! -
I turn up the gas and the universe says yes

do you like biology?

hey baby are you walkin' your imaginary dog?
tell me baby are you walkin' your imaginary dog?

I'd walk the hound of my mind too,
but it just romps crazily
and when it howls and wails, I'm spooked -
'cos it speaks just how I feel
- so I don't let it out
no I can never let it out;
but I love to live wi' dog!
yeah y'know I dig a dog

I want to pat and stroke your imaginary dog
can I pet, pat and stroke your imaginary dog?

is its bark worse than its bite -
or could I get seriously hurt? - oh!,
won't ya bring it to my plot,
let it sniff and dilly-dally 'midst the daffodils
I'd walk my phantasmal pooch with you,
but it just runs away and strays
so I keep it caged; dream your dog instead -
is its coat short or shaggy? - hey!,

you're tellin' me you haven't got an imaginary dog?
it's unreal! - you gotten not a mythological dog?!

well hey baby can I be your imaginary dog?
stroke me, get a sniff of my Pavlov love
jerk the leash if I jump or growl -
shout "bad boy, dirty boy, get back down!",
"bad boy, dirty boy, get down now!"

ow, ow! - yeah I love to do wi' dog
ow, ow! - oh y'know I dig a dog
ow, ow! - yeah I love to do wi' dog
ow, ow! - oh y'know I dig a dog

imaginary dog

I love you
like a doodle
that I did
without the aid
of my mind

in reverie
just as when
I'd trace my fingers
'cross your skin -
imagine!

[chorus]
crazed and hazy
like a radio detuned

drifting and blurry -
yes I could be
your tattoo
morphing o'er you
as you move -

lost, I map you
it's a voodoo:
do you feel
the pins a-stickin' in
you too?

[chorus]
my undoing
like a radio detuned -
the castaway's calls
in this mist marooned:

yes I love you
as the island
cries for sea
knowing no other
word to say

[chorus]
hazed
crazed,
deranged
like a radio detuned

like a radio detuned

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come back to before the black turned blue
when all was equal 'tween me and you
no one to be and nothing to do
it ain't much of a dance, it's true,
but -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
in the deep delicious dark I relax and regress

feels good to cradle myself in bed
covers right up above my head
know or care not whether I'm 'live or dead
it ain't much of a dance, it has to be said,
but -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
in the deep delicious dark I relax and regress

beyond this much is corrupt and cold
the truths we have to take and the lies we are told
no time so fine as being minus years old
like a bad hand of cards, I happily fold,
and -

get into the foetal position,
the foetal position, the foetal position
feet under my butt and head to my chest
ain't much of a dance, but I'm needing a rest

the foetal position

can I put my finger
on your silly and sublime?
on your rhythm, on your rhyme?
on the ticking of your time?

can I put my finger
on your inning and your out?
on your north, in your south?
in your grinning, scowling mouth?

[chorus]
is your love so liquid?
I'd like to stir,
feel the beat of your being
sure, my touch is pure

can I put my finger
on the whether of your why?
on the hush of your reply?
on the moment that is nigh?

can I put my finger
in your dreamin', in your dread,
the intrigues you scheme in bed,
your unknown knowns, your unsaid?

can I put my finger
in the bubble comin' from your head,
the lovely trouble that you spread?
in the beginning of your end?

[chorus]
I just need to touch it -
too blue without
gotta know for certain
can't do this doubt

oh can you imagine?!
I just need to feel
if I could just touch you
we might become real

can I put my finger

my addiction is kissing you
oh to feel your skin upon my lips
my addiction is kissing you
yeah, I is a kisserist

my compulsion is kissing you
listenin' with my lips unto your skin,
replyin' with quiet soliloquies upon ye -
beyond poetry this conversation

trace your neckline ...

I fall soft as a snowflake -
yeah, each kiss I give is different,
uniquely cherishin' the spot it drops upon
top to toe and back and front

I sense scenes unseen, places never been
in wonderful ways, afore I never felt
tongue hungers, lingers wi' longin',
every very snowflake achin' to melt -

as our mouths meet ...

my lips and tongue long-in'
for a tangible answer from you:
are you a kisserist too?
let me know slow, are you a kisserist too?

my addiction is kissing you,
my compulsion - suppin' sweet from your cup
yeah I'm a kisserist, it's true:
pucker up ...

kisserist

too long I been puzzled
got to solve the riddle of you
come on and drop me a clue:
I need to find the middle of you

been blue and bamboozled
but now please let me dig for the root
greedy for that secret ingredient,
I come as undercover agent -
I gotta taste the essence of you
I wanna kiss the middle of you

so hard to make my confession -
oh you're such a mouthful, mouthful
it's your mystery I want to be in on
m-m-m-m-mouthfeel, mouthfeel

cos you manifest an elsewhere
which for such a long time I've searched
I feel astray, it seems so far away
yet still I sense I'm close enough to touch

so why don't you guide me to the spot
let me know, are my guesses cold or hot
don't leave me shiv'rin' with that coulda shoulda shudder,
show the enigma at the middle of you
I got to kiss the middle of you
I wanna taste the essence of you

of which I am most proud is (mouthful, mouthful)
I'm all mouth and no trousers (m-m-m-m-mouthfeel, mouthfeel)
of which I am most proud is (mouthful, mouthful)
I'm all mouth and no trousers (m-m-m-m-mouthfeel, mouthfeel)

the middle of you

I'm photovoltaic -
photovoltaic, babe!
oh make ya no mistake
I'm photovoltaic, babe

see how the sparks fly
when you catch my eye
ain't fakin' - I ignite!,
I delight to let light in

[chorus]
I like your beam bright
soak up your sunshine
make it electric
keep your heart tick tick

I'm photovoltaic
my transformations are magic
makin' fuel from the glowin'
just as fruit tree a-growin'

you're photovoltaic
ya vim from vitamin from ray
no we ain't prosaic
we're all photovoltaic, mate

[chorus]
we like the light bright
lick up the lumen
makes us electric
pulse muscle quick quick

photovoltaic

do you like biology?
are you partial to physics?
dare you dabble in chemical?
I can do all three!

I is fizzing with photon
'n' exquisite electron
dancin' round totem of proton
I'm in my element,
I is scientist! -
turn up the gas and the universe says yes

do you like biology?
are you partial to physics?
do you think we have chemistry?
let's experiment

cos I can do all three
I can do all three
simultaneously
I'm in my element,
I is scientist! -
I turn up the gas and the universe says yes

do you like biology?


About Me

Bio

For many years I've been writing, recording, and performing live: I love to PLAY.

My lyrics have rhythm (I'm a sometime drummer) - sometimes subtle pulses or purrs, sometimes a stronger sense of attack. The sound of a lyric - the music of its words - is as important to me as its story or message.

I'm inspired to get to grips with a great array of subjects: how we relate to each other - and the environment; ways in which we find each other attractive, and how we might show it; modern culture, and what it can lead us to feel - connection, tension, exclusion ... all manner of miscellaneous so-called sanities and madnesses.

I love music beyond genres - anything with authenticity and attitude - and can write for any style. I don't believe that anyone writes quite like me, so my words might suit if you're looking for something with a distinctive edge.

Like a lyric but want details tweaked, or need a piece of a different length? Just ask: few things are sacred.

CV/History

Well ... I did once win the poet of the year competition at my local night.

(Many of the greatest lyricists have had no formal qualifications).

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