Promise (The Cult Of Eurydice) - David Sylvian

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