Our lady on the blacony in black and red the band plays stronger Spinning
back we tread on broken glass our heels dig harder I circle round inside
your belt I felt your heart race faster Our eyes met with the eyes fixed in
the sky all seeing, knowing, probing, to the bottom of our souls

on tear garden

you shivered we cowered in the corner we watch the arms go flying rigid
heard them call his name again pressed our hands to our ears we waited
for the rain waiting for the gentle rain to fall on tear garden