All About The Night

“Once upon a time there was a little boy who went outside, and that boy was me — I went outside in music.”
- Harry Partch

On the floor there’s hunting
The insects scurry at the dog’s decay
On the ceiling they’re running
And it’s never far away

How outspoken are firecrackers
When the worms crawl across the match
You can see the centipede count his fingers
Just like the anthill when the babies hatch

I’m a gypsy at the cave’s entrance to hell
Like the doorman over the sewer grate
It’s nice work if you can stand the smell
One day all of the insects will come to mate

Chorus:

A deer in the headlights,
a dove down a well
It’s all about the night,
like the henchmen in the dell


- Chris Mansel