Béton Brut Lyrics

Spectral lines all lined up
on the cosmic bathroom countertop
Bloodshot eyes in a cracked mirror
in the silence of a throbbing city club
and the void

When I couldn't see the stars,
I stopped dreaming of space
Always keep the beaten path
Always keep a straight face
This year's galvanised me
But zinc's a drab-as limbo as any
Trading one grey for another
The music of the spheres spun
in colours I had never dreamed of
I would be lustrous, I'd be rusting in lust
I would be wretched. I would be loved

Leaving home. Muscles knot my aching shoulder bones
Wash out my veins with acetone
I wasn't born in fear. There's no self-loathing
in my genes. But from what I could hear,
I heard the hereditary; the poison if misogyny
An amateur wavering, thrust traversing
the tripwire of masculinity.
Dance, hummingbird! Can you dance?
I had learned the steps before I could walk;
I had learned the silence before I could talk
Where are you, Orion?
Into what abyss goes your hunt?
To black depths I condemn ye,
and raise up to the heavens
new stars

Stare into that void all you like
It won't meet your gaze;
When you can't see the stars
you stop dreaming of space