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david sylvian


Standing firm on this stony ground
The wind blows hard
Pulls these clothes around
I harbour all the same worries as most
The temptations to leave or to give up the ghost
I wrestle with an outlook on life
That shifts between darkness and shadowy light
I struggle with words for fear that they'll hear
But orpheus sleeps on his back still dead to the world
Sunlight falls, my wings open wide
There's a beauty here I cannot deny
And bottles that tumble and crash on the stairs
Are just so many people I knew never cared
Down below on the wreck of the ship
Are a stronghold of pleasures I couldn't regret
But the baggage is swallowed up by the tide
As orpheus keeps to his promise and stays by my side
Tell me, I've still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Believe me, when this joke is tired of laughing
I will hear the promise of my orpheus sing
Sleepers sleep as we row the boat
Just you the weather and I gave up hope
But all of the hurdles that fell in our laps
Were fuel for the fire and straw for our backs
Still the voices have stories to tell
Of the power struggles in heaven and hell
But we feel secure against such mighty dreams
As orpheus sings of the promise tomorrow may bring
Tell me, I've still a lot to learn
Understand, these fires never stop
Please believe, when this joke is tired of laughing
I will hear the promise of my orpheus sing

david sylvian


And if you think you knew me then
You don’t know me now

As the ground rose up to meet me
I kissed your mouth
You wore your boredom like enamel
But I tuned you out
And if that brought us to our knees
We laughed all the way down
I prized my daddy’s ring from my hand
And I made her a bride
We grew a flower in the desert
We grew terrified
We were one, not one and the same
Something was lost somehow

And if you think you knew me then
You don’t know me now

The planets high above you
Spun in houses of their own
You were dropped and hit the ground running
But they failed to lead you home

And if you think you knew me then
Do you know me now?

I drew a child inside a wound
Justified myself
I stole the face of joy
A perfume of worth
I atomised the boy within
Before he cut himself
You found the blood upon my clothes
And then washed it out

And if you think you knew me then
You don’t know me now

There were children, in the classroom
Who wrecked it, without a name
There were hornets in the heads of cattle
That vibrated to the sun
You cried wolf
I tracked one down
And let it in
There were lambs
Sure, there was blood
There were psalms to sing
You could just see the bone jut out
Penetrate the skin
Did it dispel beyond all doubt
The mess we’re in?
You raised your head
I stared you down
You still don’t know how

And if you think you knew me then
You don’t know me now

I was happy
Satiated
I was satisfied

David Sylvian

para jm e jt

Messages ran all over town
Words without sound
Condemned me
And left me for dead
All over again
It wasn't the first time, but this time
Things will never be the same
Ride, ride the very thought into the ground
In the church of the lost and found
The angels cry
Ride, ride until the darkness closes in
Until the ravaged soul begins
To reflect the open skies, ride
The chapel was burned
Razed to the ground
From the darkest of clouds
Small birds tumbled like rain
Time and again
You may go charging at windmills
In these days
Absurdities never change
Ride, ride the very thought into the ground
In the church of the lost and found
The angels cry
Ride, ride until the darkness closes in
Until the ravaged soul begins
To reflect the open skies, ride
In the thick of the woods
The word is taboo
In the darkest of continents
Light can deceive you
Ride, ride the very thought into the ground
In the church of the lost and found
The angels cry
Ride, ride until the darkness closes in
Until the ravaged soul begins
To reflect the open skies, ride.
Saddle up your thoughts and run to ground
In this world of lost and found
The eagles fly, ride

Let the happiness in

para jm (blogue eternas saudades do futuro) pelas lindas palavras como descreveu este blogue


I'm waiting on the empty docks
Watching the ships come in
I'm waiting for the agony to stop
Oh, let the happiness in

I'm watching as the gulls all settle down
Upon the empty vessels
The faded whites of their wedding gowns
The songs of hopeless selflessness

The cold December Sun
A cold that blisters
The hands of a working man
Wasted

I'm waiting on the empty docks
Watching the ships roll in
I'm waiting for the agony to stop
Oh, let the happiness in

Oh, let the happiness in

Oh, let the happiness in