And we frightened the small children away
And our talk was old and dust would flow
Thru our veins and Lo! it was midnight
Back o' the kitchen door
Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor
And the solid book we wrote
Cannot be found today
Their charade of normalcy becomes more difficult to maintain as they become more warped by their obsession. Children fear them, their talk become old – or repetitive and they stayed up all hours discussing it (hence: and Lo! It was midnight back o’ the kitchen door).
“The grim face on the Cathedral floor” is a hint of the delusionary nature of the whole thing. Schizophrenia patients often fill in spaces with detailed patterns in paintings and other works of art, i.e. the “wallpaper cats” of English painter Louis Wain. So it is not unimaginable that someone suffering from schizophrenia might be prone to perceive depictions of objects like faces in the patterns of floor tiles and such.
The “solid book” refers to the firm belief in the validity of their experience. It “cannot be found today,” at least, not for David.
And it was Stalking time for the Moonboys
The Bewlay Brothers
With our backs on the arch
In the Devil-may-be-here
But He can't sing about that
Oh, And we were Gone
Real Cool Traders
We were so Turned On
You thought we were Fakers
Why they would call themselves “moon boys” is fairly self-explanatory. With the reference to the Devil, we are first given a hint that there is a very sinister element at work here. When David says “But he can’t sing about that,” I think, possibly, he means that HE is the only one that can in some way relate these secrets to the world. Terry can’t. He’s in an institution and is not a rock star. “Real cool traders” they trade their sanity for knowledge.
I don’t have too much to say about the rest of the lyrics. But this one is very intriguing – "Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky.” We’re all familiar with that phrase. And the line could be taken very simply. But, what if we dismissed the old connotations and imagined it a bit more literally, that is, call to mind the visual image. What would a “pie in the sky” look like, at least, from a ground vantagepoint? I suppose it would look a lot like a flying saucer!
The ending is pretty sinister. I shan’t say much about it. Just listen to it with the previous interpretation in mind – the gnomic voices – the please come away lines………The hallucinatory voices of schizophrenia? Something else entirely?
Lay me place and bake me Pie
I'm starving for me Gravy
Leave my shoes, and door unlocked
I might just slip away
Just for the Day, Hey! Please come Away, Hey! (repeat ad inf.)
Here comes Johnny Bore,
He collapsed on the floor
They shot him up with milk
And when he died sold him for silk