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David Sylvian




Альбом David Sylvian


Secrets of the Beehive (1987)
1987
1.
September
2.
The Boy With The Gun
3.
Maria
4.
Orpheus
5.
The Devil's Own
6.
When Poets Dreamed Of Angels
7.
Mother And Child
8.
Let The Happiness In
9.
Waterfront
10.
11.
Promise (The Cult Of Eurydice) (bonus track on JAP CD)
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September

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The Boy With The Gun

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Maria

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Orpheus

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The Devil's Own

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When Poets Dreamed Of Angels

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Mother And Child

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Let The Happiness In

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Waterfront

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The wounds on your hands never seem to heal
I thought all I needed was to believe

Here am I, a lifetime away from you
The blood of christ, or the beat of my heart
My love wears forbidden colours
My life believes

Senseless years thunder by
Millions are willing to give their lives for you
Does nothing live on?

Learning to cope with feelings aroused in me
My hands in the soil, buried inside of myself
My love wears forbidden colours
My life believes in you once again

I'll go walking in circles
While doubting the very ground beneath me
Trying to show unquestioning faith in everything
Here am I, a lifetime away from you
The blood of christ, or a change of heart

My love wear forbidden colours
My life believes
My love wears forbidden colours
My life believes in you once again

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The silence of the park
The moonshine after dark
Came to keep her company
The tiny golden cross lay upon her throat
Hands clutching tight her rosary

The rain upon her lips
Eyes opened with a kiss
Just too late for us to see
She sits upon the ground
Face covered by a shroud of midnight canopy

And when the lightning starts
The secrets in her heart
Merge within the rain patterns
And when the shadows fall
The promise of it all Is lost inside the tears that linger on

All the things we'd hoped
Would always keep us close
Stand between us now, as fences
The letters that we wrote
Have all gone up in smoke
And now you're just too far to listen in

When all but hope is lost
You believe at any cost
In things that make the living lighter
And when the shadows fall
The promise of it all
Is lying in the bed besider her

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