Willcox/Darlow)
The sounds are asleep
Motionless waters on a cobbled street
Entwined like the double helix
The silence speaks
Shady faded city lights
Dark, dark tinted nights
Alone in an orgy of peace
The silence speaks
am the space between the sounds
Bathed in light
am the space between the stars
survived
Someone calls from across the street
Start the clock, start living again
And just as it starts to rain
The silence speaks
am the space between the sounds
Bathed in light
am the space between the stars
survived
When dreams connect and visions finally meet
Reality fades and fantasy supercedes
Tomorrow's a memory we all wish to reprieve
Tomorrow's a memory we finally receive
car on impact
The glass cracks
Flesh and bones make contact
am the space between the sounds
was like a child
Bathed in light
In a new world
survived
Words took form from nowhere
am the space
So I could understand
Between the sounds
The sublime, the obscure
Bathed in light
was a child
survived
Brought into a new world
am the space
Without form
Between the sounds
Nothing to see
Bathed in light
Nothing to learn
survived
No synchronicity
am the space
Everything is one
Between the sounds
I'd become the space between the sounds
Bathed in light
survived
And the space between the sound looks down
And regards his disregarded body in the wreckage
Toyah Willcox - vocals
Peter Van Hooke - drums
Simon Darlow - keyboards
The English Chorale
(Thanks to Tom