David Sylvian Orpheus

Standing firm on this stoney ground The wind blows hard Pulls these clothes around I harbour all the same worries as most The temptations to leave or to give up the ghost I wrestle with an outlook on life That shifts between darkness and shadowy light I struggle with words for fear that they ll hear But Orpheus sleeps on his back still dead to the world Sunlight falls, my wings open wide There s a beauty here I cannot deny And bottles that tumble and crash on the stairs Are just so many people I knew never cared Down below on the wreck on the ship Are a stronghold of pleasures I couldn t regret But the baggage is swallowed up by the tide As Orpheus keeps to his promise and stays by my side Tell me, I ve still a lot to learn Understand, these fires never stop Believe me, when this joke is tired of laughing I will hear the promise of my Orpheus sing