The Rapture - Siouxsie And The Banshees

O pull on the rein and haul me in back to the start where eyes first blink to see

A flowing mane a cut-glass limb

and they’re falling soaring so rhythmically

O pull on the rein and haul me in back to the start

rebirthed in ecstacy with cherubim and seraphim

When I was falling soaring so rhythmically

Falling soaring falling for you so completely

The Rapture unfurling blues and greens

The Rapture a swirling violet stream

mystic majestic entangled in a web of curling vapour thread

Encaptured by forces unseen

Enraptured an eclipse intoxicating

strangely not inside strangely not outside

Drowning in the middle of an eerie transition

And I don’t know your name

Never been alive yet I haven’t died

I hover disembodied in a semi-wakened haze

Floating far above the cloud

sinking far below the ground

Only my senses remain

The Rapture unfurling blues and greens

The Rapture a swirling violet stream

mystic majestic entangled in a web of iridescent curling vapour thread

Floating far above the cloud

sinking far below the ground

No form only my senses remain

Wondering if I dare to say your name

wondrous thoughts embalmed avow you came

By the crescent disc rising amethyst

how can love remain the same unchanged?

Moonlight plays upon this sunken brow

midnight ink bleeds wet mercurial clouds

By the crescent disc rising amethyst

somnambulist unharnessed storms the plough

By the crescent disc rising amethyst

how can love remain the same unchained?