David Sylvian


Trophies (unreleased tracks) - Lyrics

The house is quiet and still
Set in a valley of green
She walks in the shade of the hills
And charms the birds from the trees
Silencing questions in me

She sings in my brightest of dreams
The songs of shaman and kings
With a voice that could tear through the clouds
In the sky

See us rise on a will to power
While others still sleep
A forest in full flower
Where every river runs deep
The holy blood of saints and sheep

Poem: © Copyright 1987 by Opium (Arts) Ltd.

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