Invoke Songtext
von Arto Lindsay

I call your image to mind
Call and recall
Tactile and olfactory signs
I list your numerable
And innumerable parts
All your limbs
Together in a single motion
Feast after feast goes bad
Many many winds hold their heads
There′s no rest to be had
I invoke, I invoke, I invoke
I summon your side effects
Your side kicks, a side stick
Summon and apply


Resonance and slapback
I summon illusions
Especially the flimsy underpinning
Of temporary things
I invoke, I invoke, I invoke
On my knees in a new memory
Wrapped up, set up
Being visualized
Panting and life-size
I call out to you
Up to my waist
In a howling wind
And all the trash it brings
I invoke, I invoke, I invoke