Alcove Lyrics

Jesse aware the others watching

From shaded alcove houses

Follows the kernel of another

Carries the camera down among the stars

There in the field

Surrounded by the dark of the lens

All in soft focus

Sinks into the back of the field

If you will not come to me

Then I will go to you

If you will not come to me

Then I will go to you

Jesse takes the photograph

Blurry as the line between

What morality is fiction

And what right now is outside

Your window

The sound at night from neighbours' houses

Drunk men around the television

Monkey howling at the game

Stepping outside to piss into the void

There are others

Just like you under protein moon

Pooling in the alleys

Lining the street corners

Sitting behind the sloe-black windows

Of every car that passes by

The stench of blood, crushed hair and bone

Scraped across the ceiling

There are others just like you

Standing naked in the fields

Hairless, silent, white-eyed clones

Surround the town in videodrome

Jesse knows the panic starts

He's hiding in the bedroom

Jesse knows the panic starts

Filling up the memory

Jesse floats with white eyes

Through the windows of the houses

Sees you in the backyards

Naked in the fields