Vārdi:
David Sylvian

Once again I'm hiding in backwaters Running this way and that Trying so very hard to please (Beware of hidden snares) Rushing to bite the hand that feeds

Shadows form knights and pawns Upon the squares Blood is drawn up from the well Secret signs brought the crimes Right to your door An innocent guilty

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

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

I see your eyes light up like fire It's medicine to me But as the hunted live their lifes You're keeping out of reach So I keep running, falling Till

Out upon the open fields The rain is pouring down We're pulling up the sheets again Against the passing tides of love Every doubt that holds you here

If heaven watches over me Sowing seeds back in the soil With eyes that see, hands that feel Why am I the last to know? Sheltered lives spent partially

Voices heard in fields of green Their joy their calm and luxury Are lost within the wanderings of my mind I'm cutting branches from the trees Shaped by

On the banks of a sunset beach Messages scratched in sand Beneath a roaming home of stars Young boys try their hand A spanish harbouring of sorts In Catalonian