Myths From Mercury

by Helena Massey

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Sean Conran I keep returning and returning to this. Maybe it's Helena's distant whispers, or the modest rhythms of the tabla/ drums, even the sustained- engulfing harmonium, but this whole album is pulling me out of the fog.
Desert Rose is my siren song. Favorite track: Desert Rose.
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All songs written 2013-2016



The White Hotel Song

Something from the white hotel made me do things Ii shouldn't do to you
Something from the white hotel made me smell you somewhere else
I couldn't choose the shower or the bath you never made it hot enough
something you gave to me sent from Avignon saved me
Moroccan holiday your'e still in my room
why can i still feel you
if the master plan is love, its in the heart of her coat.

Autodidact repairman i pissed myself on that cliff again.
The rose its growth is its song
Somewhere they keep it alive,
from the stone, from the stone
I snuck into your mouth that was our home
where the snow dogs go, ill hide in that stream in that valley forever

Up Northman's trail, i feel you, little white hotel.




Desert Rose

Girls of Canaan hold tight,
Thousand petals open tonight.

Just like the desert does, just like the water willing
she gives to him.

Hallelujah she's alive.
Hallelujah she's alive.

Don't drive too fast,
In your gold car.

Hallelujah, she's alive.






Neonhymenon

Frankincense fairies come a long way, not a long way anymore
and dance with me

(She)
(Dance)

And the angels say anyway don't you know I got you girl,
were women, I walk through and they come into my room

(She)
(Dance)

I can hear the cicadas singing its the sound of my beaming
this time i meet you again Mr. Greenman, mermaids Portuguese sandwiches
trade my hubba bubba for some kitchen witches
cooling my fires hard when you burn my wedding dress
Balinese sex myth, universal watermelon
one culture no cross over,

Milk weed, honesty, sugar maple flying seed, hakea delphinium
i was born i am them.
Milk weed honey seed, come to me.
Penguin with a yangqin eskimo with a southern accent

(She)

All my precious friends it's happy hour.


The Fruit Song (Papilio)

Behind the wind I cry
my veil
fibres in movement, fur and fruit and
I learn to ride the waves, and sing.

Horizontal flowing, Upward grow

Pull the plug and listen to the gurgling
Im her fruit, miles away
Tropical movement where we all sweat and play
like migration of flocks, displacement of my feet in dance
sleeping ice and sand in dance.
As i slide in the water like he slides in her

The air the firebird the knife is there to bring it together
like Mexican curls my soul girls,
lightning flows.

Horizontal flowing, Upward grow.





West

Open my sky
Dry myself clean in your grass
In your land
In my western wing
The West of my heart
splitting ends turns to fire
heal the wound
we make our offerings
Im so glad Im you
Im so glad I met you

She points to the stars, she points to our heart
my favourite woman
strolling down LSD
I said I believe
Tell me, the west is as great as the rain
If only your essence was in my pantry

I said I believe I said I believe
thank you,
Im so glad Im you
Im so glad I met you

I can move
finally
Yes
Heading West through the ages
but she's all gold.

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released December 20, 2016

Recorded by No Safe Place and Helena Massey

Mixed by No Safe Place

Mastered by Carl Saff

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Track Name: Intro (Ja Ja Re Apne)
The White Hotel Song

Something from the white hotel
made me do things I shouldn’t do to you
Something from the white hotel
made me smell you somewhere else.
I couldn’t choose the shower or the bath
you never made it hot enough
Something you gave to me sent from Avignon saved me.
Moroccan holiday you're still in my room,
oh why can I still feel you.
If the master plan is love it's in the heart of her coat

Autodidactic repairman I pissed myself on that cliff again,
The rose its growth is its song,
somewhere they keep it alive
from the stone, from the stone,
I snuck into your mouth, that was our home
Where the snow dogs go Ill hide in that stream,
in that valley, yes, forever

Up Northman's trail, I feel you, little white hotel.





Sweat
Your vast rejections conquer me
I can still feel you taking me up
What is this a place where I have to be true,
oh what is this, a cool change

Of course it was going to be like this,
oh what a coincidence,
of course it was going to be like this.

You can stay, with a reason to go on.
I stand back from where we were back from the road,
back from my words, and I cant cant play my cards closed,
I tell you everything I didn’t want you to know.

Of course it was going to be like this,
oh what a coincidence,
of course it was going to be like this

Sweat drips, drips from your curls into my eyes, sweat,
drips from your face onto mine,
I stand naked at the end of your bed and ask if I can get back in again.
I cant fuck your'e gorgeous, I cant fuck your'e gorgeous, I cant fuck your'e beautiful but so am I.

In where I am, Ill find you
My heart it backs the jewels in
My garden backs the mountain,
No art no tunnel of love


The Fruit Song (Papilio)

Behind the wind I cry
My Veil
Fibres in movement, fur and fruit and
I learn to ride and sing

Horizontal flowing, Upward grow
Pull the plug and listen to the gurgling
Im her fruit, miles away
Tropical movement where we all sweat and play
like migration of flocks, displacement of my feet in dance
sleeping ice and sand in dance
As i slide in the water like he slides in her
The air the firebird, the knife is there to bring it together
like Mexican curls, my soul girls
lightning flows

Horizontal flowing, upward grow



West

Open my sky
dry myself clean in your grass
in your land
in my western wing
the west of my heart
splitting ends turn to fire
heal the wound
we make our offerings
Im so glad Im you
Im so glad i met you
she points to the stars
she points to our heart
my favourite woman
strolling down LSD I said I believe
tell me, the West is as great as the rain
if only your essence was in my pantry
I said i believe, I said i believe thank you
Im so glad Im you, Im so glad i met you

I can move, finally
yes heading west through the ages
but she's all gold.


Desert Rose

Girls of Canaan hold tight
thousand petals open tonight
just like the desert does,
just like the water willing
she gives to him

Hallelujah, she's alive

Don't drive too fast,
in your gold car
yes

Hallelujah, she's alive



Neonhymenon

Frankincense faeries
come a long away,
but no a long way anymore
and dance, dance
with me

(She)
(dance)

And the angels say,
anyway don't you know I'v got you girl
were women,
i walk through and they come in to my room
dancing

(She)
(dance)

I can hear the cicadas singing, its the sound of my beaming
this time i meet you again Mr. Greenman
mermaids Portugese sandwiches
trade my hubba bubba for some kitchen witches
cooling my fires hard
when you burn my wedding dress
Balinese sex myth
universal watermelon
one culture, no cross over

milk weed, honesty, sugar maple, flying seed
hakea, delphinium, i was born, i am them.

Milk weed, honey seed, come to me
penguin with a yangqin, eskimo with a southern accent

all my precious friends it's
(she)
Happy Hour.