The silence of the park
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The moonshine after dark
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Came to keep her company
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The tiny golden cross lay upon her throat
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Hands clutching tight her rosary
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The rain upon her lips
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Eyes opened with a kiss
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Just too late for us to see
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She sits upon the ground
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Face covered by a shroud of midnight canopy
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And when the lightning starts
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The secrets in her heart
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Merge within the rain patterns
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And when the shadows fall
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The promise of it all Is lost inside the tears that linger on
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All the things we'd hoped
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Would always keep us close
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Stand between us now, as fences
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The letters that we wrote
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Have all gone up in smoke
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And now you're just too far to listen in
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When all but hope is lost
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You believe at any cost
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In things that make the living lighter
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And when the shadows fall
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The promise of it all
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Is lying in the bed besider her
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Promise (The Cult of Eurydice)
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David Sylvian |