Learning The Art
(Lyrics: Moorcock, with A. Bouchard;
Music: Erickson, with Avery, A. Bouchard, Falcone, Shropshire, Willey, York)

Ryan Avery: Violins
Albert Bouchard: Lead Vocals, Drums
Doug Erickson: Acoustic Guitars
Don Falcone: Piano, Electronic Percussion
Craig Shropshire: Udu, Kanjira
Dave Willey: Accordion
Steve York: Bass Guitar

Learning the art
Of riding a bicycle
A pleasant time, together

Singing old songs 
With the harmonium
Drakes Drum and
There’ll Always Be An England

Desire to go back
To lovers immortal
Without a time machine
Technically impossible

“Reconcile yourself
You must spend eternity
Mrs. Amelia Underwood
Spend it here with me
And as for virtue
Tell me tales of chivalry
About Sir Percival
In ruby, gold, and ebony”

She thinks for a moment
What freedom might mean
Freedom from fear, from care
From harsher emotion
Questioning the wisdom
Of teaching virtue
With Satan not evident
A holiday for the human race

“But you are unhappy
Mr. Carnelian
Never seen you that way

We must cheer you
A good brisk walk has
A palliative effect…
I’ll get my hat”

Awkwardly in his arms
She does not resist
Lips touch in a kiss

Ecstasy never known
Her trembling precious form
“My own dear Jherek”

And then, She’s gone

“Mrs. Amelia Underwood!”
“Mrs. Amelia Underwood!”